Wen Baobao saw Wen Beibei like this and couldn't bear it. She suspected Xiaobei went out to do something else, but in fact, Xiaobei just went home to make porridge for her. How could she suspect her own sister?
After so many years of feelings between the two sisters, no matter what, she couldn't just start doubting Xiaobei because of a few words from Qiao Qiao, could she?
"Seems like I overthought it." Wen Baobao took the bowl of porridge, drank two sips, and said repeatedly that it was delicious.
Wen Beibei looked at Wen Baobao's beautiful face: "Sis, you're the closest person to me. Whatever I've done in the past was all for your own good."
"I know." Wen Baobao smiled brightly: "I think we're great like this. Why must we involve Shiqing? Haven't I lived well even without him?"
