"W-what?" The older sister was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't hear clearly what the little boy said.
The pretty little boy blinked his blue eyes again and repeated what he had just said.
The older sister was stunned by An An's words.
He looked at An An blankly, then at the kneeling Wan Weiwei, and then at An An again.
It took me a long while to find my voice.
"But, but we all saw it..."
The older sister said to herself, yes, she was just upholding justice and fighting for justice.
Everyone saw it just now. The mistress made the original wife kneel down and kowtow.
"You just saw her kneeling and kowtowing." An An curled her lips, a look of disdain flashing across her beautiful blue eyes.
What a stupid human being, even dumber than Dududu.
An An raised her eyebrows, and a look of impatience flashed across her delicate face.
He looked at everyone present with his cold and deep blue eyes.
"You just saw this woman kneeling and kowtowing to my mom, and you arrogantly thought that it was my mom who forced her. A three-year-old child knows that seeing is believing and hearing is believing. When you came over, she hadn't knelt yet. If my mom really told her to kneel and kowtowing, you should have heard it."
"So..." An An looked around, a wicked look flashing through her narrow blue eyes, "You guys don't understand the situation at all. You all pretend to be righteous, but in fact you are all helping the evil."
"You... you little kid, how can you talk like that!"
"It's just... how can you be so uneducated!"
"No wonder your mother is a mistress. So that's how you teach your children! Mistresses are nothing!"
The adults around felt ashamed after being criticized mercilessly by An An.
But apart from these people, there were some people who felt ashamed of themselves because of An An's words.
Yes, if you think about it carefully, when they came to watch the fun, the original wife had clearly not yet knelt.
Then, after they came over, the original wife suddenly knelt down in front of the mistress, crying.
Putting aside the relationship between the original wife and the mistress, in fact, the mistress never said a harsh word from beginning to end, let alone threatened the other party.
The only thing she said was that she wanted to have a "good talk" with her ex-wife.
The eldest sister who took the lead was so ashamed that she couldn't even raise her head.
Since she dared to act bravely, she must have a good heart and was also a reasonable person.
If you think about it for a moment, you can almost find the problem here.
Seeing that the elder sister stopped talking, Xinluo waved to An An, "An An, come here."
Little An An ran to his mother proudly, hugged his mother's thighs, and tilted his head up with a look of begging for praise.
Xinluo saw the little bun's sparkling blue eyes and rubbed his head with her free left hand, "Naughty."
An An said flatteringly, "Mommy is right, An An is wrong, An An shouldn't speak the truth nonsense!"
The boy's crisp voice was unrestrained, making the others present blush.
"Mom..." At this moment, another clear and pleasant child's voice sounded again.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person speaking was the son of the original wife.
The soft, shiny black hair makes the pair of narrow, deep black eyes look exceptionally beautiful.
Passersby looked at the little boy excitedly, and speculated that he was going to plead with the mistress on behalf of his mother.
Unexpectedly, the little boy walked slowly forward but stopped beside Xiao San.
He just tugged at Xiaosan's clothes and called her in a voice full of affection.
"Mother… "
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