"At least Feng Yi is sensible. How did I end up with such a disobedient daughter like you?"
Li Manman took a long breath, silently reminding herself that this was her real mother, her real mother, she definitely couldn't take it seriously with her.
After dinner, Li Manman went to the living room to watch TV, while Feng Yi said he was a bit tired and headed back to the bedroom first.
Li Manman was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, engrossed in her show, when Xu Lan urged her to go back to her room: "It's getting late, hurry up and go upstairs to rest."
"Mom, that's enough! It's not even that late and you're making me go to bed. I'm living like a prisoner with no personal freedom,"
Li Manman simply lay sprawled on the sofa, refusing to get up. Every single day—couldn't there be something different? She was about to develop a psychological shadow.
"If you were to get pregnant, Mom wouldn't care about you anymore. So, to get rid of me, please hurry up, okay?"
