Zhao Wanru sneered dismissively, "Look at you, you're so slow-witted since you were a child. I've told you countless times that if you're going to lie, at least make it believable. But every time, you manage to screw it up. Can't you keep me from having to smack you upside the head?"
"I don't want to talk to you right now; I'm in a bad mood. Mom, I'm pregnant now, you need to take care of my feelings. Pregnant women shouldn't get angry; it's bad for your grandchild." Luo Qingli felt guilty, so she used her pregnancy as an excuse.
"Alright, alright! You are pregnant, so you call the shots." Zhao Wanru didn't provoke Luo Qingli anymore and started chatting with Gu Yuying.
They discussed some trivial family matters and work in the police force.
Given Luo Qingli's family situation, there was no need for Zhao Wanru to work outside. However, she was someone who needed to stay busy, and having a job made her feel more at ease.
