Bai Qingqing said righteously, "I just don't want my mom to be happy! She hates you, so I'm going to deliberately be friends with you! How about that? Look how angry she is, her wrinkles are about to all come out! That's what she fears most!"
Qian Sisi shook her head with a smile, "You really are quite the child!"
Bai Qingqing shrugged, wiping her face with a towel, looking resigned, "Anyway, I find my mom annoying now! And my dad—he's always saying the same few things!"
She mimicked Bai Xingzhi's tone, one hand on her hip, the other pointing out, "See how you teach your daughter! Look, this is the daughter you've raised!"
Bai Qingqing pouted and threw the towel on the sink, "As if he had nothing to do with giving birth to me! Why should my flaws be my mom's fault?"
Before dinner, Xie Zhiyao arrived.
