It seemed he didn't hear what he wanted to, as Su Qing's lips noticeably turned downward.
If Lin Xiaoyue had been a bit more attentive, she would have noticed the man's face turning a little dark.
"One day, I'll make you praise me," she continued talking to herself.
Upon hearing her, Su Qing's expression eased slightly, "Don't you think sometimes you're a bit overly competitive?"
Lin Xiaoyue retorted, "In aristocratic families like yours, if you don't fight, should you wait to be trampled to death?"
Su Qing: "…What I mean is, not all your energy should be spent on others. You can think about other things too."
Lin Xiaoyue propped her chin and thought carefully for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed excitedly, "I saw her holding a baby, it must be her own. When I have my baby, I must teach it well, so it doesn't lose to hers."
