"It's you again, you bad auntie! Are you here to bully my mom again?"
Dumpling jolted awake from his slumber, this time preemptively questioning before Qing Li could freeze him unconscious.
Qing Li's head flew down, her cool, Yin energy-infused hair falling onto my abdomen, "It's clearly your shameless mother who seduced my man, and that's how you, this abomination, were born."
"Shut up, my mom did no such thing, mom was deceived by dad," Little Dumpling angrily interjected.
I was drenched in cold sweat, unable to help but hold my stomach, covering the little rascal's mouth as he spoke nonsense from within me, "Don't talk about dad like that, he didn't deceive us, sleep tight, leave everything to mom."
"But… Mom… This woman… she…" Little Dumpling had encountered Qing Li's attacks multiple times and had lost trust in Yu Longting.
