"...Did I say, 'You made me cry by kicking me'?" Luo Qianqian had a face full of embarrassment, while Jimo Cheng watched her quietly with a smile in his eyes.
"You heartless thing... It was you kicking me all night... Brother Jiayou, please judge this... Mom, this is Qianqian calling you because you don't believe me; surely you must believe her own words, right?" He Wenyu was on the verge of tears; she was completely oblivious and resigned to being blamed for no reason.
"Godmother... well... actually Xiao Yu didn't kick me..." Luo Qianqian hurriedly explained over the phone: "I was just... talking nonsense."
Huang Yueran could now understand, couldn't she? If her own daughter had really hit someone, would she have been waiting calmly? It was just that her heart was a bit flustered and she had nothing to do, so she took the opportunity to avenge her goddaughter.
After saying a few words to Luo Qianqian, she hung up the phone and sat in her seat, feeling sullen.
