"Who told you to mess with your mom's WeChat messages?"
A pair of innocent, starry eyes looked eagerly at Su Xiaomeng, "Mom, I didn't touch your WeChat..."
Although Su Xiaomeng had spent the entire afternoon preparing lessons in the study, the anger in her heart did not diminish with the change of focus; instead, it grew stronger as she watched her daughter blatantly play dumb.
"Still lying!"
Shuangshuang was so startled by Su Xiaomeng's rebuke that she froze, wearing a bewildered expression on her little face.
The entire living room of Mengqin Garden fell silent, even the servants busy with chores instinctively held their breath; no one had ever seen the Fourth Young Madam lose her temper like this.
Prince Huang, standing behind Shuangshuang, was also startled and quietly asked Su Xiaomeng,
"Mom, are you sure it was Shuangshuang who touched your phone? Shuangshuang may be naughty, but she doesn't lie..."
