Chi Zaozao was feeling irritable. She turned back to the living room, ready to go upstairs, when she suddenly heard Xue Rong complaining, "It's not even settled yet, and he's already throwing a tantrum with people. What kind of person does he think he is?"
Upon hearing the voice, Chi Zaozao paused her steps. After hesitating for a moment, she walked toward the sofa.
"Mommy, what are you talking about?"
Sitting next to Xue Rong, Chi Zaozao held the child in her arms. The child was asleep, and their sleeping face looked especially adorable.
"Zaozao, you really need to think carefully about that man! Chen Xi invited him to a meal, but he refused, and he even glared coldly at Chen Xi—he made Chen Xi cry with that glare."
Little Monkey had stayed sulking in his room all day, from morning until afternoon, without coming downstairs.
That man too—he's been sitting on the steps at the door the whole time. What kind of behavior is that?
Chi Zaozao said, "..."
