Although Fu Xin didn't take her bait, Chen Xiaomei didn't want to give up just like that. "If I couldn't trick Fu Xin, there was still Jiang Xinyuan! If Bai Ruirui couldn't even do such a small thing, she could die! Trash!"
Jiang Xinyuan listened with his ears perked up. He pursed his lips and wondered if he should call his father again. This bad woman was going to cause trouble again. She even wanted to make use of a child.
Chen Xiaomei took a deep breath and regrouped. She turned around and held Bai Ruirui's small shoulder. "I'll go cook now. Go out and play with your brothers. There's no need to stay here. It'll be filled with oil and smoke later. Be careful not to choke."
Bai Ruirui slowly raised her head and looked at Chen Xiaomei hesitantly. She muttered, "Mom, I…"
