Mrs. Zheng heard the voice, turned around to look at her daughter with a displeased face, and her smile faded as she frowned and said, "Huahua, watch how you talk. Look at yourself, just getting up now, what kind of girl behaves like you."
"No girl is like me, Mom. You can just consider someone else your daughter then." Zheng Lu Hua huffed and went to the kitchen.
"What nonsense are you talking about, child." Mrs. Zheng said irritably.
"Auntie, don't get angry. Huahua just woke up and is grumpy." Jian Shaohan said with a smile.
Hearing this, Mrs. Zheng's gaze towards Jian Shaohan softened with affection, "Shaohan is still the sensible one."
Zheng Lu Hua, "…"
What the hell grumpy? Is there something wrong with Jian Shaohan's brain today?
When she brought breakfast out from the kitchen, only Jian Shaohan was left in the living room; Mrs. Zheng had gone somewhere.
She placed the breakfast on the table, looking at Jian Shaohan with vigilance, "What are you doing at my house?"
