As expected, a mother and her child are of one mind. Little Zun Zun seemed to babble in her arms, and Chenxing hugged Little Zun Zun tighter, feeling comforted; turning her head to see Little Sheng Sheng with his clear eyes sharing her anger, Chenxing felt even better. People were right: relying on men wasn't as good as relying on sons. Luckily, she had two!
Then she saw the 3D glasses not yet put away on the bedside table, grabbed them instantly, and threw them into the trash can!
She tossed the remote control in as well, then dialed the intercom and told the servant, "Come over and empty the trash can in my room."
Alright, she was really angry and needed to vent.
