"It's hot out here. Let's go inside and chat," Mrs. Xie said to Sun's mother, her face wreathed in smiles.
Guests who came from afar were honored guests and should be treated well.
"You..." Knowing when to quit while she was ahead, Sun's mother also plastered a fake smile on her face. She was struggling with what to call Mrs. Xie. 'Should I call her my in-law? But she isn't Jie Jingling's birth mother.' In Sun's mother's eyes, no stepmother was a good person, so Mrs. Xie's kindness toward Jie Jingling must be an act.
Jie Jingling's father was a factory director. It was perfectly normal for a woman to pretend to be nice to his daughter just to curry favor with him.
There were a few wicked stepmothers in her village, and their viciousness made her shudder just thinking about it.
"Mom, this is my Aunt Qiao," Jie Jingling introduced.
