Mrs. Wang slowly wheeled Dong Qin upstairs and into Dong Qin's room, where she carelessly dumped the woman onto the large bed as if tossing rubbish, or a rag.
"Die, bitch, the sooner the better, you're tiring me out."
Mrs. Wang cursed under her breath, then leisurely soaked in a milk bath within the deluxe en suite bathroom.
So this is how the lady of this fancy household enjoys herself...
Feels pretty good, huh...
...
Dong Qin, who had been sprawled on the large bed, heard the joyous humming from the bathroom; her eyes filled with gloom, a stark contrast to the dull, vacant look she had moments ago.
...
Once Tang Bao got into the car, she immediately began to chatter nonstop, and her mood improved.
"Daddy, Mommy, I don't want to come here anymore, okay? I don't like any of the uncles, grandpas, or grandmas here."
Children are more sensitive than adults in some respects. Jian Ran observed her little Lolita with pleading eyes, pursing her cherry lips.
"Uhm... okay."
