Qin Huairu held the hand of Banggeng, who let out a satisfied burp, his greasy little mouth still uncleaned, and pushed open their front door.
Before coming back, she had even taken the time to clean up all the bowls and chopsticks at Shazhu's place—persona management? She couldn't let it slip! Even if she was begging for scraps, she had to keep up the follow-up service!
Just as she stepped inside, her mother-in-law, Mrs. Jia, sat cross-legged on the edge of the brick bed, her eyes gleaming under the dim light.
Chapter 20