How could anyone fancy that demon Bai Chuwei, and even have a child with her?
It's just ridiculous!
Jin Xiaobao trembled in fright, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully handed over the baby bottle he was holding, "Auntie, Xiaobao invites you to have some milk."
The woman glanced at the nipple, "Dirty."
Jin Xiaobao felt disappointed. Aren't they so poor that their clothes are patched? And yet refusing good milk?
Jin Xiaobao thought for a moment, mimicking his grandfather's way of speaking, and said, "Proud in poverty."
Woman: "..."
Damn, he's truly Bai Chuwei's son. As adorable as he looks, his tongue is just as sharp.
The woman snorted coldly, changed the subject, blowing mist as she said, "Didn't you want to sled? Go ahead."
Jin Xiaobao turned his little head, his gaze trembling as he looked at the faint animal figure in the distance through the swirling snow.
"A wolf, it's too fast—!" Jin Xiaobao was forced onto the sled, crying out in fright.
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