After understanding animal language, the villainous girl is guaranteed to become a heartthrob.

Chapter 85 Should we still be mother and daughter?

When Amin heard Xingxing's words, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a look of panic flashed across his face.

He avoided eye contact with Xingxing and looked down at his phone.

The uncle looked at the stars, frowned, and asked, "What bracelet?"

“So, you didn’t come to return the bracelet,” Xingxing murmured.

"What are you talking about all of a sudden?" Grandma's face showed a hint of annoyance as she looked at her daughter. "Ah Hong, what's wrong with your daughter?"

Zhu Qianhong walked to Xingxing's side, put her arm around her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

She turned to look at her mother and said with a smile, "Xingxing wasn't talking about you."

Xingxing stared at her and softly called out, "Mom?"

Zhu Qianhong shook her head at her, her tone full of helplessness, "Can't you be a little more sensible and not make things difficult for your mother?"

A hint of disbelief flashed in Xingxing's eyes.

She opened her mouth, then suddenly smiled sadly, lowered her eyes, and turned to walk into the room.

Pipi quickly followed her into the house.

Seeing this, Auntie looked displeased and said, "Ah Hong, how come Xingxing has become so rude? She doesn't even greet her elders. We can understand, but why doesn't she even call her maternal grandmother?"

Zhu Qianhong smiled awkwardly and said, "Sister-in-law, Xingxing might be in a bad mood today."

Grandma snorted, "She's not even out of her league yet. She dares to act like this just because she's in a bad mood. What will she be like when she grows up? Ah Hong, you only have one daughter, so you have to discipline her properly!"

"Mom, I understand," Zhu Qianhong replied softly.

They were speaking quite loudly; Xingxing could hear them clearly in the room.

She clenched her fists, slowly closed her eyes, and suddenly felt a great pain.

Pipi sensed her low spirits, raised its two front paws to nuzzle her, and barked softly, "Star, don't be sad, Pipi is here with you!"

Xingxing opened her eyes, looked down at Pipi, and reached out to stroke its fluffy head. "Thank goodness you're here."

She squatted down and played with Pipi for a while, then got up and walked to the desk, where she found a thin layer of dust on the surface.

Xingxing tilted her head back, feeling her eyes burning, her cheeks flushed, and her heart cool.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Xingxing sat at her desk with a blank expression.

Grandma's strong voice came from outside the door, "Xingxing, it's almost dinnertime, hurry up and come out to help your mother cook."

Xingxing opened the door and glanced at her uncle's family, who were sitting on the sofa with their legs crossed, eating.

She frowned and asked, "My mom and I cook, so do you wash the dishes after we eat?"

"How can you talk like that, child?" Grandma's face darkened, and she said unhappily, "We are the elders, how can we let our elders wash the dishes?"

Xingxing was burning with anger. She kept telling herself not to get angry, but looking at her grandmother's face, she was really furious.

Hearing the noise, Zhu Qianhong ran out of the kitchen wearing an apron.

She smiled ingratiatingly at her mother: "Mom, sit down and watch TV. You don't need to worry about cooking or washing dishes."

She pulled the old lady down to sit, turned to look at her daughter, the smile on her face disappeared, her brows furrowed, and a hint of reproach lurked deep in her eyes.

Zhu Qianhong breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly, "Xingxing, come to the kitchen with me."

After hesitating for a moment, Xingxing stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her.

Clear water gushed from the tap, splashing onto every vibrant green leaf of the vegetable.

Xingxing tilted her head to look at her mother's busy figure, pursed her lips, and asked softly, "Why don't you just ask Cousin Amin?"

Zhu Qianhong paused in her meat-cutting motion, frowning. "Just ask me directly, are we still related?" "What about me?" Xingxing murmured, "When you asked me directly, did you even consider whether we'd still be mother and daughter?"

Zhu Qianhong suddenly turned her head and stared at her, her eyes sharp. "What did you say? I was just asking if you took the gold bracelet. What's the big deal?"

Xingxing choked up and said, "You just think I took it, so why can I ask but not my cousin Amin? Every time they come, you have to cook a huge feast, and after they eat, they just pack up and leave. We have to clean up until midnight. Is that really necessary?"

As she finished speaking, glistening tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks one by one.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Zhu Qianhong raised her hand high.

Xingxing gritted her teeth, raised her tear-streaked face, and said, "Hit me, hit me if you want, anyway you don't care whether I'm in pain or not."

"You..." Zhu Qianhong's face turned red with anger, and she lowered her voice, "Do you have to make a scene now? I knew I shouldn't have called you back!"

"Am I in your way because I came back?" Xingxing cried and laughed at the same time. "Then can I leave?"

She wiped away her tears, brushed past her mother's shoulder, and left the kitchen.

The living room was filled with laughter and chatter, which Xingxing found utterly ridiculous.

She went back to her room and stuffed all her things into her backpack.

Xingxing paused when she saw the photo frame on the desk, picked it up and examined it carefully for a few seconds.

This is a photo she took when she was fourteen years old, after she begged her mother to take her to a photo studio.

At that time, my uncle's family hadn't moved to Yunjing yet...

Xingxing bit her lip, hardened her heart, and threw the photo frame into the trash can.

She walked out of the room with her schoolbag on her back, slowing down as she passed the kitchen.

The mother was facing away from the door, holding a spatula and stir-frying vegetables.

She only had her uncle's family in her heart.

Xingxing inexplicably felt as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out, leaving it bloody and painful, even breathing hurt.

She tried to hold back her tears, opened the door, and left without looking back.

Pipi was so anxious that he paced around in circles. He glanced at the kitchen, then at Xingxing's back, and finally followed Xingxing without hesitation.

As night falls, darkness envelops the entire city like a giant net.

A person and a dog wandered aimlessly among the hurried pedestrians.

Pipi didn't have a leash, and Xingxing was afraid of scaring passersby, so she carried it the whole way.

She felt a little tired and finally stopped in front of a convenience store.

Xingxing gently rubbed Pipi's head and said softly, "Silly boy, are you hungry? You shouldn't have come out with me."

She took out her phone to search for nearby pet stores and bought a can of food and a leash.

The two sat by the flower bed in front of the pet shop.

Halfway through her meal, Pipi suddenly remembered something, looked up at the stars, and sobbed sadly, "Stars, didn't you buy yourself anything to eat?"

The star, who had been lost in thought, snapped out of it and smiled at it. "Why aren't you eating? Is it not tasty?"

Pipi shook his head and pushed the half-eaten can of food in front of her. "It's delicious, give it to Xingxing!"

Understanding its meaning, Xingxing's eyes welled up with tears, and she felt like crying again.

She tilted her head back slightly, held back her tears, and reached out to rub the silly dog's head. "Pipi is so good to me, but I'm not hungry. Pipi will eat by himself."

Pipi Wangwang: "Then I'll save it for you to eat when you're hungry."

A red BMW pulled over, and Jiang Yuan got out carrying a red plastic bag. Xiao Bai sat in the bag, its head a cola color, curiously looking around.

(End of this chapter)