The urgency lifted a corner of her veil.
Yang Chuxia curved her lips slightly and said, "You are sick, I am not!"
"Nonsense!" Shen Qiu's face instantly darkened, and her eyes revealed a deep malice.
"Oh my, that aunty's gaze is so scary!" Yangyang, who had been sleeping in the carriage, was now awake. Upon seeing his mother talking, he poked his head out to look, just in time to meet Shen Qiu's eyes.
With his rosy cheeks and sparkling big eyes, paired with his mischievous expression and tone while speaking, everyone was charmed by the sudden appearance of this little guy.
"Don't move around recklessly, be careful not to fall." Yang Chuxia embraced him gently, her voice very tender.
This display of deep mother-and-son affection further stabbed at Shen Qiu's eyes.
However, what truly unsettled her were the words Yang Chuxia said next.
