"Well, Old Qiao, actually Shishi has been doing her own laundry for the past couple of years. I've seen it myself, the child isn't lying." Han Wenying quickly chimed in, trying to backtrack and soften her previous words.
Qiao Shishi shot her a glare. "These two years? Ever since my mom left me, I've been doing my own laundry, alright? It's been over a decade, not just two years."
Han Wenying laughed awkwardly, feeling very embarrassed.
Father Qiao shook his head in disbelief again. "You say you've been doing your own laundry since your mom passed? That's clearly a lie. How old were you back then? You were only 8, just a little kid, what could you do?"
