The stupidest thing in the world is to bicker with women.

Baoqi thought so.

However, although she didn't want to quarrel, the woman wanted to make trouble for her. What should she do? Looking at the woman with a faint sense of "arrogant" spirit in front of her, she felt as disgusting as if a dead fly was put into a bowl of porridge.

As he approached, Dong Chunxin glanced at the child in the stroller, frowned slightly. After staying for two seconds, he immediately smiled so hard that he was fucked.

"Big niece, my surname is Dong. As for my identity... Haha, you should actually know it very well? Otherwise, how could you come back to attend the full moon banquet today? My son is your second uncle's son. Who do you say I am? It's not an exaggeration to call me Aunt Second, right?"

Dong Chunxin's tone did not seem coquettish or willful, and even the generousness she deliberately showed made people unable to see the hypocrisy in her bones.

I remember an author named Si Jin said that the level of pretentiousness is divided into three sections.

Low-level pretending to show off, and be arrogant.

Medium-sized and slutty, without showing any expression.

High-level pretending is unfathomable and unfathomable.

For Dong Chunxin's method of showing off, it is not too blind to show off, and it is not impossible to see through. It is considered a medium-level pretense.

Looking at her face and listening to her words, Baoqi felt so disgusting.

Without intending to save face for her, she raised her eyebrows and spoke bluntly, half-jokingly and half-mockery.

"The Master was vegetarian and chanting Buddha's name in Fayinsi a few months ago. Now he can give birth to a son without having sex with a man. He really has a very scientific belly."

Dong Chunxin's expression changed slightly, and the light swept to the surprise light cast by several unknown servants from the Leng family next to her. She squinted her eyes and looked not very good-looking, but she still tightened her face and hummed and chuckled.

"Big niece, the process is not important, the result is the most important, what do you think?"

Oh, what a nice woman.

He curled the corners of his lips with evil spirits. Baoqi didn't want to fight with her at this moment. She stroked the hair on her forehead and inadvertently glanced over the little baby being held by the little girl next to her, and her smile became even more intense.

"Probably... maybe... it is indeed. The result is the most important."

"It's good if the eldest niece understands things. Alas, everyone is mother. In fact, they all understand that men's feelings do not last long. Today loves tomorrow and hates it. There is nothing much to do with whether there is or not. The child is his caring heart." Dong Chunxin said, raising his arrogant brow meaningfully, looking down at Baoqi sitting on the sofa with a condescending face, leaning forward, and then whispered: "And...my son will become the only grandson of the Leng family, which is the most important thing, right?"

Dong Chunxin's words echoed in her ears. Baoqi felt that this woman was shouting at her and starting a war. In her eyes, that tone was a typical example of looking for a slap.

If she hadn't wanted to destroy her second uncle's plan, she really wanted to slap her in the face and ask her to hug the child for a blood test.

never mind……

What a challenge, don't worry.

After touching her nose, Baoqi smiled helplessly: "Master, aren't you busy today?" She knew in her heart that this woman had finally seized the opportunity to show off in front of her and didn't want to miss it, so she kept chatting there.

However, she didn't want to listen again.

Dong Chunxin didn't speak, but the middle-aged confinement nanny who was standing on her right carrying a large bag of things looked anxious and said in a low voice.

"Second grandma, we have to change the young master's clothes. The full moon banquet is about to begin. The old man is waiting for him to worship his ancestors."

"Oh, yes." She patted her forehead like a sudden realization. Dong Chunxin put down her hands holding her chest, with a smug smile on her face. She raised her chin and looked at Baoqi. Even though she was deliberately concealing her smugness, she unknowingly revealed her smile.

"Big niece, I have to change my son's clothes for the ancestor worship ceremony. I'm lost my companionship, let's talk later later."

For some reason, Baoqi looked at her smug look and was very funny, "Don't talk anymore. Is there anything to say between us?"

"Yes, if you want to chat, we have to have a good chat."

Dong Chunxin lifted her lips and turned her head proudly to leave. Looking at her peacock's virtue of spreading her tail, Baoqi shook her head and suddenly called her again.

"Master."

Hearing this title, Dong Chunxin's body was a little stiff. She stood still and turned to look at her, grinding her teeth: "Big niece, do you have anything to do?"

Looking at her complacency, Baoqi felt deeply "obligated" to sound the alarm for her so that she would not be more embarrassed in the future.

"I want to say that the cheongsam of Master today is pretty..."

Surprised at her praise, and before she could finish her words, Dong Chunxin smiled and curled her eyes, "Is that so? My eldest niece really has a good eye. This cheongsam was specially customized by the old man. Oh, I am not used to dressing so solemnly. But the old man said that worshiping ancestors is a big deal. Our Yaozong family will be the future and hope of the Leng family in the future..."

Yaozong?

The future and hope of the Leng family?!

Tsk tsk... It's so fucking!

Baoqi was amused and laughed, "I haven't finished speaking yet? Master, why are you anxious? Has no one taught you not to interrupt others casually? What I mean is that the cheongsam is very beautiful, and if you want to wear it, you probably can wear it with Xi Shi. What a pity, when you wear it on Master, you can only be Dong Shi... imitating it. In fact, Master is still only suitable for wearing monk outfits."

After finishing talking with a smile, Baoqi covered her mouth and Gesang Xinruo, who couldn't help but laugh, looked at each other for a moment, stretched her arms and legs and stood up, looking at her baby up and down.

After pondering for a few seconds, she deliberately frowned and said, "This Leng family's hope for the future is really like Miss Dong."

"That's right, of course my son looks like me." When talking about his beloved son, Dong Chunxin felt a little proud.

"It really looks like you, but he doesn't look like my second uncle?" Baoqi looked at him in surprise and focusedly, and finally shook his head, "Can it be that Master, you and others were born... a bastard or something?"

"You girl, you are so brave!"

It was not Dong Chunxin who jumped out to speak like a needle, but the old woman next to her who was more arrogant than her. She was not the servant of the Leng House before, and Baoqi didn't recognize her. Of course, she didn't recognize Baoqi either. But she had heard of all Baoqi's "glorious deeds". Now that she saw that she didn't give Dong Chunxin face, the old woman's mean words came out.

"What do you think of your identity? How dare you talk to our second young lady? If you give me a face, Miss Shengbao, if you don't give me a face, you are the wild woman driven out of the Leng family... Who is the wild woman? Tell me yourself?"

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Chapter completed!