The baby in her arms couldn't fall back asleep and started crying, making her even more irritable.
"What I bought is for the baby and the household, take a look for yourself. If there's anything for me, Ye Qiuqiu, I'll immediately return it and give you the money!" She dropped everything onto the floor with her hands loosened, looking unwell and said, "The baby is hungry, I'm going upstairs to feed her."
Ye Qiuqiu went upstairs, Mrs. Chen rummaged through the shopping bags and upon seeing that it was all the child's stuff, grumbled, "If it's not yours, then it's not, why keep a straight face?"
By the time Chen Haobo came home from work, before he even had the chance to go to his room and kiss his daughter, his mother pulled him aside.
"Mum, what are you doing?"
"You talk some sense into Qiuqiu. What kind of temper is that? She hides in the room for half a day after I say a few words to her."
Chen Haobo felt a headache coming on, "Mum, what did you say to her again?"
