Qiao Chong'er gazed at her silently, not taking what she had handed over.
Xiao Yingying felt somewhat guilty under Qiao Chong'er's cold gaze, and her hand holding the bag unconsciously tightened its grip.
"Mom, why are you staring at me like that?"
Qiao Chong'er indifferently withdrew her gaze, smiling as she accepted the thing from Xiao Yingying, and said:
"It's nothing, I just think you've suddenly become sensible, even knowing to buy food for your mom."
Hearing Qiao Chong'er say this, Xiao Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, and said:
"You're my mom, I should be filial to you."
"Yes, you are very filial."
Qiao Chong'er looked at Xiao Yingying's act of trying to please, and the coldness in her eyes spread little by little.
Qiao Xu saw that Qiao Chong'er's gaze toward Xiao Yingying was not quite right and guessed in her heart that Xiao Yingying, the fool, must have done something without any bottom line again.
But right now, she couldn't ask, she just didn't ask.
