201 Wanting to Buy Osmanthus Flowers Along With Wine

"You mean when I met him, right?"

Shi Qianxi recounted, "The day before yesterday."

Indeed, the lawless and willful missy had no intention of hiding anything from her mother.

"The day before yesterday?"

Meng Meiling's tone involuntarily rose, and she almost lost control of her emotions.

Involuntarily.

A term popped into her head,

One-night stand.

Her precious daughter may have been mischievous in the past, but she had never been this reckless. She had just gone out to ease her mind for two years, so how did things turn into what they were today?

"How did your father teach you!"

When the child errs, the man pays the price.

Almost instinctively, Meng Meiling blamed her husband for the mistake.

"My dad? He barely cares about me."

Alas, Miss Shi was indeed a caring little cotton-padded jacket, who, far from helping, poured fuel on the fire.

"Your dad doesn't care about you, so you think you can mess around? You're a young lady, you're being irresponsible to yourself!"