You're Not Little Seven

She frowned in disgust when she heard Qiao Anxin call her "Mom."

Qiao Anxin was about to complain to her, but when she looked down, she met Madam Bai's hateful and angry gaze.

She was stunned and had a bad feeling.

She was stunned for a few seconds before calling out anxiously, "Mom."

"Shut up!"

Madam Bai was a gentle person. All these years, the Bai family's employees had never seen her flare-up.

But now, she looked at Qiao Anxin with anger in her eyes. "Don't call me that again. What kind of daughter are you, you shameless liar? How dare you pretend to be my Little Seven."

Qiao Anxin widened her eyes in shock.

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Her eyes were filled with panic. When she met Madam Bai's extremely cold gaze, her mind went blank, and she stammered. "What liar? I-I'm your daughter.

"I'm not pretending.

"Didn't we do a paternity test? Mom, you've seen the results too."

What was going on?