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When she got home, Li An'an sat among a pile of clothes. Baobao put on a scarlet dress and walked around, dragging the garment behind her.

"Mommy, why did you buy so many dresses? Why didn't you buy one for Baobao?" The child paraded the dress around unhappily.

Initially, Li An'an's heart ached, but now she was numb to it. To put it bluntly, it was expensive to buy, but ultimately, and now that it was hers, they were nothing more than dresses. This was how it felt when one had too many of them.

"Mommy will buy them for you when you grow up. If you like, you may continue to wear it and drag it around. Anyway, it's your daddy's money so I don't feel the heartache."

"Mommy is a squanderer!" Baobao rolled her eyes.

Li An'an winced and couldn't be bothered with her. Right now, her mind was filled with Li Xiaoxiao's words.