Qin Xue teasingly kicked Chu Molin and raised her chin, "Did you hear that? Mom's asking you what to do in the future!"
"Hey, you little girl, am I talking to you or Molin? Can't you hear?" Nangong Shulan got so annoyed that she slapped her on the back.
"Ouch, mom, please calm down, I'm sorry, okay?" Qin Xue cried with a pained expression.
"Hmph, keep pretending," Nangong Shulan said, looking at her eldest daughter speechlessly.
Chu Molin wanted to speak up for his wife, but when he heard his mother-in-law's words, he decisively gave up and just sat there eating his noodles.
"Mom, can you stop ruining my image?" Qin Xue looked at her mother pitifully.
"No." Nangong Shulan glared at her.
"Sis, I think you should say, 'Mom, can you save some face for me in front of our Molin? My face has been thrown into the Pacific Ocean. Hahaha.'" Qin Jiale imitated Qin Xue's voice and burst into laughter before she could finish her sentence.