Doudou bit her tender little mouth and silently shook her head.
"But didn't Nanny He say you were feeling unwell?" Shen Jiangqing asked with a smile that did not reach her eyes, slowly tightening her grip on Doudou's arm. "Look at you, you're even breaking out in a cold sweat?"
Doudou's shoulder was in pain as she broke free from Shen Jiangqing's grasp and turned to run upstairs.
Watching her retreating figure, Shen Jiangqing said to Nanny He, "Nanny He, Doudou can be willful at times, acting pitiful for attention. I'm afraid you've been fooled by her."
Nanny He felt uncomfortable and wanted to say that Little Miss did not seem to be pretending, but Shen Jiangqing was the mistress of the house, so she dared not contradict her.
Shen Jiangqing then said, "From now on, you'd better focus your attention on Chengcheng."
"Yes."