"Your sister-in-law is at ho." Feng Qingxue always felt like she was forgetting sothing. Only now did she realize she had asked everyone but forgotten Lu Chen.
Although Chenchen was her biological nephew, they hadn’t spent much ti together, so she didn’t rember he had gone out with the elderly and children. She felt quite ashad; if Jiang Xiaoyue were present, how heartbroken would she be?
Su Jiaojiao reached out to grab Feng Qingxue’s sleeve, "Auntie, look, look, Brother Tianmao doesn’t even care about !"
Feng Qingxue took a step sideways to avoid her.
She spoke gently, "Our family’s child doesn’t like playing with people he doesn’t know. You should find soone else to play with."
As ti passed, family, work, and various social interactions gradually smoothed out her sharp edges. But deep down, she remained very strong-willed, always putting her child first and never compromising for outsiders. Thus, she firmly rejected Su Jiaojiao’s unreasonable request without hesitation.
She didn’t let her daughter wear a skirt to provoke Su Jiaojiao because her daughter was young, with a simple living environnt, her emotions easily readable, unable to handle calculated sches from others. But she did not fear offending the Su Family, as they wouldn’t alienate the well-connected Lu Family over Su Jiaojiao.
Upon hearing her mother’s words, Xibao’s eyes flashed with a hint of smile. He appreciated his mother’s protection.
Su Jiaojiao’s eyes reddened, tears suddenly streaming down, "Auntie, I just like playing with Brother Tianmao. Please don’t stop , okay? If I play for a few days, I’ll beco familiar, then I won’t be soone he doesn’t know."
Standing before Feng Qingxue, she wiped her tears as if she had been greatly wronged.
The boys who were playing table tennis saw this and imdiately a few dropped their paddles, stopped watching, and sward over, looking angrily at Feng Qingxue and Lu Tianmao, their expressions fierce.
"Who are you? Don’t bully Jiaojiao!"
"Lu Tianmao, you seed nice just now, but didn’t expect you to be so an!"
"Exactly, don’t let your mom bully Jiaojiao!"
"Jiaojiao, don’t cry. Lu Tianmao is bad; let’s not play with him. Besides, he isn’t from our compound."
Seeing this, Feng Qingxue didn’t get angry; instead, she smiled.
She despised girls like Su Jiaojiao who forced others to comply. Regardless of their age or background, it was always more appealing to have obedient, sensible children. Moreover, she disliked these boys who, drawn by Su Jiaojiao’s beauty, had no principle or sense of right and wrong, even though they looked quite old—so twelve or thirteen, others eight or nine.
Striking a glimpse of the smugness in Su Jiaojiao’s eyes, Feng Qingxue’s disgust grew even stronger.
She had seen spoiled girls before, but rarely one like her. She either pretended not to hear or couldn’t understand anything inconsistent with her desires, persisting obstinately.
Not bothered with disciplining other people’s children, Feng Qingxue smiled at the group of boys, "We are outsiders, guests at soone else’s ho, unable to take soone we don’t know back with us. When I refused, I didn’t even touch her with a finger; how could I be bullying her? You boys, as n, should demand evidence before wronging soone for no reason!"
Her appearance was beautiful, her tone gentle, her deanor calm and composed. The lead boy, who hadn’t lashed out at her and her son, blushed imdiately, scratching his head, "Really? You didn’t bully Jiaojiao."
"Of course not; I don’t even know her. Why would I bully her for no reason?" Feng Qingxue nodded emphatically.
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