Mrs. Qi's eyes were wide open, looking extremely angry.
In contrast, Yi Meng just frowned after hearing, then looked down and asked her daughter in her arms, "Manbao, tell Mom, do you really want to live in a big house?"
"Mm-hmm!"
Qi Manman nodded vigorously, "Mom, can we live in a big house?"
The little girl's voice had a distinctly childlike tone, making everyone feel joyful.
But Yi Meng recalled some things that happened in the latter half of the night.
She didn't know if it was because she had a bad sleep or something else; she always felt like someone in her dream was constantly criticizing her.
"Clearly you know that Manbao is a little fairy sent down by the Heavenly Dao, with warnings and space and all, yet whenever the child says something, you don't listen right away, but instead, you hesitate constantly?"
