She couldn't help but think, if she were to have a child with this man, it would definitely be the cutest child in the world.
Ruan Xiangmeng was still daydreaming when a childish voice whispered in her ear, "Cousin, is this ugly woman brain-damaged or something?"
Ruan Xiangmeng didn't dislike him, but that didn't mean he could just insult her.
If he insulted her once, that was one thing, but he did it twice, and that's just too much.
Moreover, in Ruan Xiangmeng's book, tolerance is something that is applicable to others, not herself.
"What did you say? I dare you to say that again." Ruan Xiangmeng's voice resounded imposingly and confidently.
Her voice echoed like surround sound, lingering in the old mansion for a while.
*** scowled and chided, "Mengmeng, don't be rude."
By this time, Ruan Xiangmeng was already angry, hardly caring about *** calling her. Her eyes were sharp, like a curse, staring intensely at the small child.
