Lu Zhi's voice suddenly became sharp. "You're in charge? Are you her mother or am I her mother? Did you give birth to her and raise her?"
She then glared at Jin Ran who had poked her head out from behind Bai Lin. "Come here!"
Jin Ran's hand trembled and was drenched in cold sweat. Bai Lin gripped her hand tightly and looked straight into Lu Zhi's eyes. "That's too far, auntie. We follow the rules of the game in the game. If you keep bringing kinship up, then this game will be meaningless."
"Also, I don't agree with what you said." Bai Lin smiled but it did not reach her eyes. "I don't think Jin Ran is the useless person you talk about. She has a lot of potential. Her talent in mathematics is even better than Uncle Fan's."
