Lian Xinying felt a sour taste in her heart after hearing these words.
So she couldn't hold back her emotions.
"Three years can change a lot, but the only thing that hasn't changed is your venomous tongue. If Xiaocheng wasn't Yan Ye's child, would I dare let him stay under Yan Ye's nose?"
Had Yan Ye not been present, Yan's mother would have lost her temper long ago.
Lian Xinying actually dared to call her 'venomous tongue'.
"I only believe in science, not you!" Yan's mother glared coldly at Lian Xinying.
It was that look that made Xiaocheng dislike Yan's mother.
How could she glare at his mommy?
"Go away!" The moment Xiaocheng spoke, the whole room fell silent.
"You little thing, you've got quite the nerve," Yan's mother said with a mocking laugh.
Xiaocheng wasn't afraid at all, "Bigger than you! You go away!"
"Tsk tsk, such a talker, are you sure you're only two years old?" Yan's mother grew even more skeptical.
A normal two-year-old child wouldn't speak so smoothly.
