Yan Xinxin didn't even want to engage with Yan Zhirou, but this woman, Yan Zhirou, acted as if she couldn't bear to live without causing trouble.
"Aunt, you're sooo amazing~"
With a thud, Yan Chenxi jumped off the sofa, his small figure stood straight, facing the slightly startled Yan Zhirou.
"Little brat, what do you mean by that?"
Yan Zhirou wasn't stupid and could tell the kid was being sarcastic.
"Aunt, aren't you supposed to be clever? How come you don't understand what this little brat means?"
Yan Chenxi retorted, clearly keeping Yan Zhirou hanging by not explaining the meaning behind his earlier words.
Yan Zhirou's smile faltered, her manicured finger jabbed in Yan Chenxi's direction in irritation.
"You little rascal, stop talking nonsense! A child with a mother but no…"
"Yan Zhirou, shut your mouth!"
Yan Xinxin immediately interrupted, her fresh and delicate face filled with warning as she glared at Yan Zhirou.
