She now looked at the two children and already had psychological shadows; her eyes filled with chill.
Chenchen's face was all smiles: "Miss Song, weren't you going to play with us? Then continue."
"It's not so easy to maintain the image of a good mother, right?" Chenchen said.
Song Chuxue frowned, her whole body exuding rejection; she was unwilling to spend time with these bratty kids.
"Even if you catch up now, it's useless. They don't want to see you. So, it's better for you to stay with me," Chenchen said.
Song Chuxue gritted her teeth and asked: "What exactly are you planning to do?"
"I'm just a kid, what can I do? I just hope you can have some self-awareness and not always appear before us, you know? We don't want to see you."
Chenchen's voice was calm: "There are many things you should be doing in this wonderful time, you shouldn't always be spending your time on us."
Song Chuxue glared at him fiercely and turned to leave.