Xue Lin's delicate brows furrowed as she gave Ruyan Liu another glare. She was very annoyed by the latter calling Qingfeng Li her husband.
Little Apple batted her eyelashes and clapped her small hands. "Aunty, you're not pretty like my mommy."
Little Apple's words struck Xue Lin like lightning. Actually, she preferred lightning over a little girl's innocent words. Little Apple had just called her 'aunty'. Was she that old?!
Pu-ch!
Ruyan Liu couldn't help but laugh out loud at her daughter's words. Her laugh was as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming. Unfortunately, Qingfeng Li wasn't there to witness the sight - he would've been mesmerized.
Feeling attacked, Xue Lin wanted to get away from Ruyan Liu and Little Apple. The two were obviously in cahoots to upset her.
She turned and walked away, heading in another direction.