"Chenchen, that's so rude!"
Li Jingjing turned around and criticized the little guy.
The little guy's face turned red. He glared at Lin Miao outside the car window, then turned his hostile eyes to Li Jingjing.
"Hmph! I just don't want what that Auntie gave me, so I don't want it!"
The little guy shouted loudly, his voice anxious and angry.
Li Jingjing had rarely seen her son lose his composure like this. He nodded at Lin che, who was already outside, and drove off.
On the way, Li Jingjing was silent and didn't say a word. Her face was cold as she observed the little guy's behavior from the rearview mirror.
His son was usually very sensible and polite. Why was he so upset today?
Did he have a problem with Lin Miao? The little guy wasn't familiar with Lin Miao either. They basically didn't know each other, so how could he have any opinions?
