When Chen Meirong mentioned work, Jiang Yi's face immediately fell.
"What work... I don't want to go to work..."
Hearing this, Chen Meirong's expression turned serious, and she began to speak with a hint of disappointment.
"No work, how can that be? How will you earn anything? If people ask about you, how should I respond?"
Jiang Yi lifted her head directly, "Just tell the truth! Say I'm at home not working, isn't that fine? In families like ours, many kids don't work. What's there to be embarrassed about?"
At this, Jiang Yi's face also turned cold, "Do you think I've embarrassed you?"
Chen Meirong turned her head away, "What nonsense are you saying? How could I think that way?"
It's said that no one understands a daughter better than her mother, and this saying works both ways.
Just by watching Chen Meirong's movements, Jiang Yi could already tell that she had hit the mark.
It was like touching Jiang Yi's most sensitive nerve.
