The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

you,” Song Jingchen said.

“Why did you have to mention me?” Bruiser thought to himself.
He felt insulted, but he didn’t dare to say it.

Shen Yijia also felt that it was impossible for her to be inferior to Bruiser.
His handwriting was terrible.

The confident Shen Yijia decided to teach Song Jingchen a lesson and started practicing seriously.

Soon, it was already noon.
It was only when Madam Li prepared lunch and called them in for lunch that Shen Yijia realized that it had been so long.

She immediately threw down her brush and held Madam Li’s arm as if she had seen her savior.
“I’ll accompany Mother to prepare the meal.”

After saying that, she pulled Madam Li away, with Furball following closely behind.

The remaining people looked at her back enviously, and then at Song Jingchen in unison.

Song Jingchen coughed dryly.
“Alright, you can write a hundred words less today.”

Poor Shen Yijia still did not know that the kids had taken advantage of her.

After dinner, Shen Yijia thought that she could finally be free and was about to sneak out.

Furball rushed out and blocked her way.

Shen Yijia rolled her eyes angrily and lowered her voice.
“Furball, I added a huge piece of meat to your lunch.
You can’t repay kindness with ingratitude.”

Furball indicated that it did not understand and stood firmly in front of her.

“Sister-in-law, Big Brother asked me to call you back to practice your calligraphy.” Sister Huan’s voice came from behind.

Shen Yijia gritted her teeth.

“This is how love disappears, isn’t it? Why can’t we go back to being a loving family?” she thought.

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