Sang Feiyu and the others were stunned when they heard Lin Qingqing's words.
What business is it of theirs if her son starved to death?
They are not the child's parents, so they have no obligation to feed the child.
Despite their thoughts, they still went to open the door to avoid being laughed at by outsiders.
Lin Qingqing saw the door open and immediately rushed inside with her child in her arms.
"My son is hungry, please make him a cup of formula."
Upon hearing this, Sang Feiyu and the others were filled with questions.
Does this person think their house is her home?
Does speaking in that tone make you want to get punched?
Sang Feiyu crossed her arms, looking malicious, and said coldly, "If you want milk powder, go buy it yourself."
Lin Qingqing's eyes widened, unable to believe her. "My son is starving to death. You want me to go buy milk powder now? Is it too late?"
"How could you be so vicious? Are you trying to starve my son to death?"
Sang Feiyu didn't tolerate her and retorted directly, "Is this the first time you've realized you don't have enough breast milk?"
Why didn't you buy formula for your son in advance?
"If everyone comes to my house looking for milk powder when they're hungry, do you think my house is a milk powder factory?"
"You only have one face, so why not save yourself some shame?"
Lin Qingqing retorted confidently, "So you don't even allow my son to drink a little bit of your extra formula? How can you be so stingy?"
“What do you mean by having extra milk powder? My family also has some extra savings, so does that mean you can just take it away if you want?” Sang Feiyu retorted.
"There are so many things in the department store, and you happen to need them. Do you want to take them all?"
"By the way, let me give you some background knowledge. What you did was called robbery."
"You'll be arrested and thrown in jail."
"Don't speak so confidently. No one in this world owes you anything except your son."
"You can't even afford to buy your son a little bit of formula, and now you're blaming others. Even if your son starves to death, it's because of you. Blame yourself!"
"What kind of nonsense is this, coming to my house to cause trouble? Get back here right now!"
After hearing Sang Feiyu's words, the onlookers gathered at the door all turned to look at Lin Qingqing.
Lin Qingqing's face flushed red to her ears instantly, overwhelmed by an indescribable embarrassment that almost made her breathless.
Sang Feiyu deliberately wanted to embarrass and make things difficult for this person in front of her.
She lowered her head, avoiding eye contact with others, afraid of seeing their mocking expressions.
Just then, the baby in her arms started crying again because it was hungry.
She was heartbroken, but forced herself to say, "My child is starving, please make him a cup of formula."
She's already begged her like that; if she still refuses to make formula for her son, then it's her problem!
Sang Feiyu replied, "Do you think this is a charity? Why should I make formula for your son?"
"That's your son, not mine!"
"So many children in this world are going hungry, is it all because of me, Sang Feiyu?"
She doesn't owe her anything, so why should she?
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