Ji Bingbing pointed up nervously, "Will she tell my uncle that I instigated Ziyin to buy black fans?"
"She dares!"
Lu Ziyin brought the doctor in and found that neither mother nor daughter were in the ward.
Sister Mei shook her head, "How could you tell us where Mrs. Song is going? She looks like she is going to fight with someone."
He gnashed his teeth and became fierce, breaking his horse and flying.
Tsk! It only took three days for her to recognize Song Bijun's terrifying face.
Oh my God, if she had a mother like this, she would be in emo mode every day. No wonder Miss Mo Mo is not affectionate with her at all.
After finally reading a book, Ji Momo stood up and stretched, "Mom, the weather outside is quite nice. Can I push you out to get some fresh air?"
Tang Guirong felt sorry for her, "I'm fine in the room. Mo Mo, you can go play with your friends. After reading for a long time, your eyes are exhausted."
"No, I promise to stay with you all day today."
She smiled and said, "I didn't like reading before, and you would nag me about it every day. Now that I like reading, you nag me again."
"Aren't I afraid that you might hurt your eyes?"
Mother and daughter were talking and laughing when Song Bijun came in with Ji Bingbing.
"Hey, shouldn't I come?"
Tang Guirong was startled, and subconsciously shrank back. Ji Momo blocked her behind him, his eyes unkind.
"What are you here for?"
These words stopped Song Bijun from questioning.
"At the end of the season, who are you talking to? I am your mother."
"Oh, you reminded me, I am your biological daughter. You don't like me, and I don't like you either. I wonder what result Mrs. Song wants?"
"you!"
Didn't he come up to scold her? Why did she get caught in a few words? Song Bijun was so angry that he was about to run away. Ji Bingbing quickly stepped forward to comfort her, "Mom, Momo is not sensible. Don't be angry with her, it will damage your body.
"
"Hmph! At the end of the season, get back home immediately!"
There are some things that must be said at home. She, Song Bijun, is a person of status, but she always gets angry at Ji Momo and loses her sense of proportion.
"Mo Mo, we happen to be going home, why don't you come with us?" Ji Bingbing pretended to be humane.
The little goblin who was delivered to your door can't just leave like this!
"Ji Bingbing, since you're here, don't leave in a hurry. Help dump this."
She used her toes to pull out a plastic basin from under the bed. The yellow liquid in it was the leftover tea that Tang Guirong drank. But looking at Ji Bingbing's expression, you knew how much she disliked it.
"Why do I do this?"
"That's a good question. You are her daughter. If your mother is sick, shouldn't you fulfill your filial piety at the bedside?"
"..."
Ji Bingbing broke into a cold sweat when she glanced at the camera at the door.
Oops!
"mom!"
She asked Song Bijun for help. At this time, Song Bijun was so angry that he felt a pain in his heart. How could he have the energy to care about her?
"Bing, Bingbing, don't, don't worry about it, I'll pour it myself later."
Unexpectedly, the person who couldn't bear it was Tang Guirong, which surprised Mo Mo.
"Mom, let Ji Bingbing fall. Although you didn't raise her, you gave her life. If she comes back to you in the future, let her do such a thing."
Back to the poor woman?
Ji Bingbing opened her mouth in surprise, "Mo Mo, are you driving me away?"
"You were asked to say this. What do you mean by chasing? It can't be that you abandoned us?"
ah?
Ji Bingbing's heart trembled. She looked at Ji Momo warily. Why did she feel that there was something in her words?
"Momo, what are you talking about? I'm going to get some water. Let's go home later. Mom wants to take you to the dinner party, right, Mom?"