Zhou Biyao, completely unapologetic, stuck her tongue out at Ye Xinyan and whispered, "Is the wife of the heir apparent as helpless about Sister as she is about me?"
Ye Xinyan arched an eyebrow. "Sister, I am the apple of my mother's eye, well-behaved and sensible. The moment she sees me, her heart blooms with joy, and all of life's troubles disappear. Unlike you, who only adds to your mother's worries."
"Well-behaved and sensible, you?"
Before Zhou Biyao could turn her frown upside down, the wife of the heir apparent said, "A child of one's own is of course to be doted on. A good child is always a good child, and even if spoiled, they do not turn out poorly. Just like my Ah Yan, who's always been well-behaved and sensible..."
Zhou Biyao's eyes almost popped out as Ye Xinyan proudly jerked her chin at her. See, little girl, can you compare with your senior sister? Do you have a mother who, right or wrong, always thinks her child is the best?
