I'll be damned, a family? You say it as if it's so breezy and carefree.
Wang Qingyun immediately flared up, her brows furrowed in anger, pointing at Shen Jiayi and scolded, "You girl, stirring up trouble again, aren't you? Get back to your room, Ah Zheng and I need to talk."
"Geez, it must be menopause, such a temper!"
Shen Jiayi pouted, muttering under her breath and gave Xiao Zheng a reassuring glance, stomping back to her room.
Wang Qingyun then glanced at Shen Wenlong, who, unable to withstand her reproachful glare, also skulked off to cook.
Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned, speaking indifferently, "Aunt Wang, if you have something to say, just speak plainly. Now that there's no one around, it's quite peaceful!"
Hmm?
Wang Qingyun was taken aback. Had this kid already guessed my intentions?
Impossible! My plans are so meticulous, my considerations so thorough.
