Su Jiaoniang transmigrated into a book, becoming the mother of the big villain from an ancient melodrama—a paranoid, ruthless, and sadistic man.
In the book, the big villain is a notoriously ...
They ordered two more servings of cold vegetable salad from the inn and carried them upstairs.
After a while of working, it was already dark.
The moment Su Jiaoniang pushed open the door, Futu, who was lying down sleeping, opened his eyes.
Smelling the fragrance, I gently shook the little girl.
The little girl was not as alert as the Buddha; it took a long time for the child to open his eyes.
"Wow, there are dumplings!" Little Ya, rubbing her eyes, happily got out of bed and went barefoot to Su Jiaoniang's side.
Su Jiaoniang glared at her.
The little girl immediately took a step back, looking aggrieved.
She squatted down, put on her shoes, washed her little hands, and then sat down.
Staring at the dumplings on the plate, my mouth instantly watered.
"Mother, would you like to call Godfather to come and eat with us?"
Su Jiaoniang felt a pang of jealousy when she saw that Xiaoya was thinking about her wonderful godfather at this moment.
She looked at the Buddha statue: "Are you still going to keep it a secret?"
"..." Fu Tu blushed slightly. Of the whole family, only Xiao Ya didn't know that her godfather was her biological father.
That's a bit unfair.
"Let's find a better opportunity to talk about it later."
“I think things are fine as they are now,” Su Jiaoniang said.
Futu shook his head. The atmosphere was so good; the truth shouldn't be allowed to ruin it.
Otherwise, I'd have to coax the little girl.
Su Jiaoniang didn't expose him. She stared at Xiaoya and said, "I'm still angry. I didn't eat with him, and he actually made your brother do something bad."
"Ah!" The little girl was taken aback.
She was startled when she imagined Futu appearing before her covered in blood.
When entering the inn, fearing being stared at, he came in through the window. It turned out that his godfather had asked his brother to do this.
That's terrible!
"Then we'll eat by ourselves." Xiao Ya picked up her chopsticks and dipped them in the vinegar dish.
He smacked his lips, revealing a slightly addicted expression.