Mrs. Cheng held Naughty in her arms, forgetting everything else as she looked at her well-behaved grandchild.
Cheng Qingyan sat to the side, feeling as though she and Meng Qingqing had become mere backdrops ever since Xia Yunsheng returned.
Her heart ached, as if many things had slowly undergone significant changes. In her eyes, Xia Yunsheng was like a Big Demon King.
Xia Yunsheng, seeing Cheng Qingyan's aggrieved and voiceless demeanor, felt quite pleased. Can't handle it already?
She hadn't even done anything yet.
Seeing that it was none of her business, Cheng Qingyan pulled Meng Qingqing and walked out.
Meng Qingqing said, "Qingyan, don't be sad."
"It's all your fault!" Cheng Qingyan glared at her, "What nonsense are you spouting? Who asked you to speak?"
"I..." Meng Qingqing felt somewhat wronged, "I just... when I look at her, I can't bring myself to tell lies."
She didn't know why, but she now found Xia Yunsheng especially terrifying.
