"What are you trying to do?" Quan Shaoqing raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling dismissively on Jing Haoran's smartly dressed figure. "Being ugly, no matter how nice the clothes, you still can't look handsome."
"Pfft!" Jing Haoran felt like spitting blood.
In front of so many people, Quan Shaoqing actually called him ugly!
How could he swallow such an insult?
He held back for a good while, almost crying with frustration, and approached Song Xu, "Mother Song, please control your son."
While arranging delicious foods on the rectangular dining table, Song Xu looked at Quan Shaoqing and Gu Xiaoxi with a sweet smile, her voice filled with indulgence, "In my eyes, my son is the most handsome. If you want justice, you should go to your mom."
After hearing this, Jing Haoran's little heart shattered. This truly was a mother's love!
A stab without blood!
So, he turned to Qiu Ci. He felt that his own mother should also stand up for her son.
