Seeing Li Ze'en and the others, the laughter in the living room stopped.
Madam's gaze lingered on Ze'en and Qiao An. Then, Ze'en's stepmother suddenly said acidly, "Yo, I was wondering where Ze'en went early in the morning. So she went to look for Qiao An? Ze'en, these things you have must have been bought for you by Qiao An, right?"
She glanced at the brand of Ze'en's shopping bag and said with jealousy, "No wonder you don't treat me well as your stepmother. It turns out that you despise the things I bought for you for being unpresentable. Sigh, but you can't blame me. It's all because of your father. He earns little money."
Huo Xiaoran, who had locked the car and followed closely behind, heard the woman's words and looked disgusted. "Alright, no one will think you're mute if you don't speak."
