Be spoiled by the big boss and become a little ancestor

Chapter 1412 You hurt me!
She acted very contented and happy, and told the secretary that because she was afraid that relatives and friends would suspect the child's blood relationship, no one dared to invite her, and she didn't want to eat alone, so she called the only secretary who knew the inside story to have a meal together , is a prayer for the child.

The secretary worked for Bai Xingzhai, so Xue Yulan's performance was naturally reported to Bai Xingzhai by the secretary.

Sure enough, the probability of Bai Xingzhai coming to visit Bai Qingqing has been shortened from once a fortnight to once a week.

Recalling this point, Xue Yulan felt that she was too stupid back then, thinking that by using these methods, Bai Xingzhai would be fond of her day after day, who knew...

Xue Yulan was furious because her identity was not recognized, and now even her status in the house was in jeopardy, one can imagine her mood.

"Do you think you're really the eldest lady of the Bai family? You still have the hundred-day banquet!" Xue Yulan pulled Bai Qingqing in front of her and held her by the shoulders: "Qingqing, although our mother and daughter live in this white house, , but who treats us as the masters of this house? You have to know how to fight for yourself, what belongs to you, you can't let others take it away!"

Bai Qingqing straightened her back and frowned: "Mom, you hurt me!"

Xue Yulan didn't care about this, she grabbed Bai Qingqing's shoulders, and asked Bai Qingqing to look at the warm but gorgeous things decorated in this house for tomorrow's [-]-day banquet, "Look, take a closer look—— Ever since we entered the White Mansion, have you ever seen any banquet held in this lifeless mansion? Now that Gan Sisi has given birth to a son, it’s just a hundred-day banquet, and it’s such a waste of time! I wish all the people in the world I know! And you, my baby, when you were [-] days old, your mother and I hugged you and curled up on a spring bed in a small apartment, wondering if your father would send someone to send money over next month, or else There is no way to buy milk powder—"

Listening, Bai Qingqing seemed to have returned to that small apartment.

In my memory, that room seemed to be very, very cold, and people would shiver when entering the door from the outside in summer.

She was still young at that time and didn't understand anything, so she could only squat on the balcony every day and watch the children playing happily below, while Xue Yulan spent most of her time sitting beside her knitting sweaters, babbling, what kind of rice? I'm almost finished eating, the oil has bottomed out, and I don't know if the gas tank should be replaced.

Bai Qingqing didn't care about Xue Yulan's concern at all, she was just curious why the children downstairs could play with their father every day, and her father always came back after a long time, and never brought her when they met Play, not like the children downstairs, lift her high, or accompany her on the swing.

"I've told you so much? Did you hear clearly?" Bai Qingqing's forehead was poked by Xue Yulan's finger, and she recovered from her childhood memories, but she did not hide the disgust in her eyes.

Seeing her daughter looking at her like this, Xue Yulan couldn't help but frowned: "What? You're already so old, so I asked you to worry about your future. Is it wrong?"

Bai Qingqing looked up at her mother coldly: "Do you know why?"

Xue Yulan was taken aback, "Why what?" She asked her if she heard what she just said, what was this kid talking about?
(End of this chapter)