Reborn in the 80s and Remarrying an Officer, Let the Ungrateful Cry! novel Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Chapter 239: Sister Wang Couldn’t Force a Smile Anymore

Sister Wang’s expression froze for a moment, then she forced a smile. "Hao Rong’s kid here wants some cookies—"

In the end, she was too embarrassed to ask for a few.

Wang Xiang was taken aback. "Oh, what are we going to do? I don’t have any either! If I did, I’d give him some."

Sister Wang’s smile was strained. "—It’s fine. I’ll go ask someone else."

His father wasn’t around, and his mother had left.

She was stuck with this hot potato, whether she liked it or not.

’The thought that she’d been dragged into this mess, all because of Fu Mingxue’s scheming, made her furious.’

But with the woman gone, she couldn’t even say a few words to vent her frustration.

’Whatever, I’ll just look after him for now!’

She turned, ready to leave.

But Hao Ziji hadn’t earned his reputation as the compound’s resident brat for nothing.

The moment he heard they were leaving, he threw another tantrum. "I don’t wanna go! I want cookies! Qin Hao and Qin Keke have some—"

Wang Xiang was flabbergasted.

’So this little brat was after the twins’ snacks.’

’How could a five-year-old have the gall to demand food from one-year-olds?’

His tantrum was giving Sister Wang a splitting headache.

’If this were her own kid, she would’ve smacked him ages ago.’

"—Wang Xiang, Qin Tuan’s two kids are at your place, right? Do they have any cookies? How about you give him a small piece?"

"We really don’t have any. The kids started crying when they saw Aunt Fu leave, so I used the last of the cookies to calm them down. If there were any left, I’d definitely give him a piece."

’As if I would! Those kids are just babies!’

’And how old is Hao Ziji?’

’Besides, Aunt Fu left those cookies for her two grandchildren.’

’What would it say about me if I gave them to some other kid?’

She could see Director Wang’s expression darkening.

And remembering she was the one who had brought her over in the first place, Wang Xiang felt a pang of guilt.

"—Look, I have some vegetable buns at my place. How about I get a couple for the boy?"

Hao Ziji wailed even louder, "I don’t want vegetable buns! I want cookies—"

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