Sure enough, Madam Zhou glanced at Zhu Xiangxiang, and the meaning in her gaze was obvious. Zhu Xiangxiang almost spat blood in anger.
"Mingyi, tell Madam Zhou the truth. Your sister obviously gave you this bowl of wontons to eat, but you refused."
Mingyi shrank back and quickly hid behind Madam Zhou, poking her little head out and lisping, "Yes, sister, you wanted to give it to me, but I didn't want to eat it. Madam Zhou, don't blame Xiangxiang sister."
These words made it even worse. Especially because they came from a cute five-year-old little girl, who would doubt her?
Now Zhu Xiangxiang was portrayed as an adult bullying a child over a bowl of wontons, even forcing the other party to speak up for her.
Zhu Xiangxiang almost lost her breath in frustration.
