"Here, eat." Early in the morning, Chu Cheng had gone to work, and only Song Jin and Chu Ran were left in the villa. She placed a bowl of plain congee in front of Xiao Ran. Because of her rough movement, the contact with the marble table emitted a harsh clashing sound, causing the congee in the bowl to spill out.
Caught off guard by the sudden noise, Xiao Ran jumped in fright, his little face turning pale. His big innocent eyes looked at Song Jin, not understanding why Aunt Xiao Jin, who used to be kind to him, had become like this after his mom disappeared.
However, children are sensitive by nature. Knowing that Aunt Xiao Jin didn't like him now, he looked down after a glance, stubbornly pursing his lips.
"Oh, so now you're showing your temper? You really think your mother is still around? Eat it or not, I don't care to serve you. Even your dad has stopped caring about you now, why should I?" Song Jin sneered coldly to herself as she drank her bird's nest congee.
