Song Yi was taken aback. Was this little brat calling her aunt?
This damn little girl, actually calling her aunt!
It must have been Tian Xingyun who taught her that. Otherwise, how could such a young child call her aunt?
Suppressing her anger, she said, "Tian Xingyun, control your daughter! Don't let her talk nonsense!"
"Miss Song, children are learning to speak. They might inevitably say things you don't like, but you can't stop them from talking. She's in the phase of learning to speak. Stopping her casually will be bad for her learning. When your child is born, you'll understand." Tian Xingyun replied with a slight smile, her argument making perfect sense.
Song Yi frowned at Tian Xingyun. She felt that there was something different about Tian Xingyun.
Previously, she never dared to refute her so directly. What had changed now?
Could it be that losing her child had triggered something? Shouldn't she be grieving?
Why did she become so sharp-tongued instead!
