"Impossible." Ji Ying was the first to refute, "It's not like before; back then she favored her daughter, but now, it seems like she and her daughter are almost enemies. How could she buy good food for Qinghe?"
"Maybe it's because Jiaojiao is pregnant," Xu Qinghe suggested again.
Ji Ying shook her head, "Also impossible. The one she dotes on most is her grandson. Zhiyuan is nowhere to be found. If she gives anything, it would be to Zhihao, but Zhihao prefers ribs. It's her who likes pig trotters."
"She might just want to eat them herself."
Xu Qinghe replied casually; he felt no guilt toward his stepmother.
Ji Ying wanted to say, with Liu Sanmei's stingy nature, even if she wanted to eat them herself, she wouldn't splurge on such big pig trotters.
Xu Qinghe, worried about the factory matters, hurriedly went off to attend to them.
"Mom, you said you saw Liu Sanmei buying pig trotters today?" Xu Nianhua suddenly asked.
