Sang Qian indeed felt guilty and didn't dare to look into Song Shijing's eyes, only stubbornly said, "No."
"Girl, you talk to Mr. Song, my apprentice and I have plenty of opportunities to chat," Bai Jingxian walked up to Sang Qian, lowered his voice and said, "This young man is not bad, have a good talk."
"Master..."
"Be obedient." Bai Jingxian didn't give Sang Qian a chance to speak, reached out his hand to Wanwan and said, "Come with Grandpa Bai, let's go see the little orange kitty."
When Wanwan heard about the little orange kitty, her eyes lit up instantly, she quickly let go of Sang Qian, grabbed Bai Jingxian's hand, and happily followed him away.
Sang Qian watched her daughter's small figure, sighed, and thought that the notion of a 'little padded jacket' must be a deception, right?
In crucial moments, she was abandoned just like that.
In her daughter's heart, she wasn't even as important as a cat.
