"Sister Li, go make a bowl of noodles for Xiao Hui."
Old Mrs. Song picked up the chopsticks and placed a shrimp with spicy seasoning onto Jiang Xiaoxiao's plate.
Directly making decisions for Jiang Xiaoxiao, while she was still very much alive. Anyone dreaming of climbing over her to bully her was simply dreaming.
"Good child, you've been busy for a while. You must be exhausted. Eat quickly, don't go hungry, or grandma will feel distressed."
The soft and gentle words made Fang Xiaohui's chest tight with frustration.
The old lady was definitely doing it on purpose.
Auntie agreed and hurried to the kitchen to get busy.
Fang Xiaohui's face reddened. Being publicly refuted by the old lady was more infuriating than tearing into Jiang Xiaoxiao herself.
Silently resenting the old lady, she thought, she's pregnant with the Song family's first great-grandson.
The old lady shouldn't be treating her like this just because of that.
Would it kill her to accommodate a bit?
