In the bedroom, Xu Xiaoxiao saw the usual sly trick of her stepson and stuffed her ears with earplugs.
Even if the festival Group gave her ten times the appearance fee, she wouldn't join next time. She didn't even gain so much popularity, but she was almost at the verge of losing her sanity.
Tutu's actions were too much, so much so that almost all the people in the live broadcast room were on Xu Xiaoxiao's side, and even her suspected identity as a mistress was ignored.
[Is this retribution enough? if my son was like this, I think I'd have killed myself.]
[You're so harsh, sister. I watched the entire livestream from the beginning. Xu Xiaoxiao didn't do anything wrong. Tutu is always finding fault with her.]
[I would've been depressed if I were her.]
[I'm tired and frustrated. I'm logging off. This is full of negative energy.]
[I feel the same way. I don't even want to have children anymore.]
