"Kid, who's your mommy? Tell me quickly! Which shameless woman secretly seduced Lu Jihan? You better spill it!"
Angie couldn't hold back anymore and grabbed Song Dabai's arm, shaking his little body forcefully.
Song Dabai was frightened, his little mouth pouting, "My mommy isn't as mean as you. You're wicked, ugly, and a tigress! Waaah..."
Ugly, ugly monster? Tigress?
That brat dared to call her ugly and a tigress?
Angie was infuriated, her delicately made-up face twisting into a snarl, "You little brat, dare to insult me? Watch me give you a good lesson."
She raised her hand, ready to slap Song Dabai's fair little face, but suddenly a woman's angry shout came from the hallway.
"Stop!"
The voice sounded so familiar, it seemed like—
In disbelief, Angie turned her head and froze upon seeing Song Yinyin, wearing pajamas and slippers, clattering down the stairs.
"Song Yinyin, what are you doing here?!"
Angie's mind was in chaos.
