"Do not scare cute Shane. He is a victim of a pregnant woman's scary threats," Bai Renxiang tried to reason out with her mother. She was tired of sticking with just food. It was boring.
"Oh, I know he was a victim. Just like how you are going to be a victim of my scolding," Jiang Meilin took hurried strides to her and snatched the bag of chips from her hands. "Give me that."
"Hey, that is not fair. I want my potato chips now," Bai Renxiang whined. "Oh, do not make that puppy face. You are going to become a mother soon. Eat something healthier like the apples I pealed for you I the kitchen," her mother scolded her.
"But I want potato chips. Even my baby wants it."
