Shi Mei listened to these words, her face revealing confusion as she looked towards Aunt Chen and said, "Aunt Chen..."
Aunt Chen hurried up to her and said, "A lot has happened to the young mistress lately, and it’s been over a month. She must have forgotten about you by now."
"Forgotten in just over a month?" Wang Quanxia’s smile couldn’t be maintained any longer as she cursed, "What an ungrateful wretch you’ve raised!"
Shi Mei looked at Wang Quanxia, whose true colors were already impatient to show, and sneered internally.
But her face still wore that innocent and cheerful expression as she tilted her head and asked, "Ungrateful wretch, is that a wolf with white eyes?"
Hearing Wang Quanxia’s words, Aunt Chen frowned in disgust and said, "Mrs. Shi, how can you speak like that? The child is still young; she’ll learn whatever you say."
While saying this, Aunt Chen pulled Shi Mei back and introduced her, "This is Mr. Shi, your father; this is Mrs. Shi, your mother."
"No," Shi Mei immediately protested. "That’s not right; Shi Mei’s parents are dead!"
Mr. Shi and Wang Quanxia, already embarrassed by Aunt Chen’s introductions, now looked even worse.
"What are you talking about?" Mr. Shi instinctively reached out to pull Shi Mei back. "Daddy is right here, alive and well. Why would you say such a thing!"
Shi Mei was pulled slightly and made a scared expression, shrinking timidly to the side and crying out in a panic, "Aunt Chen!"
Seeing her behave that way, Aunt Chen immediately stepped forward to protect her and said, "Alright, alright, the child is shy. You all take a seat first, Xiao Xu, where’s the tea?"
Xiao Xu responded from a distance, "Coming, coming."
The tray he carried held delicate blue-and-white porcelain tea cups, beautifully exquisite pastries were arranged on the plates.
Wang Quanxia, looking at this arrangement for serving guests, felt as if she were not visiting someone else’s home but rather enjoying afternoon tea at a high-class café.
Seeing Wang Quanxia’s attention drawn by the afternoon tea, Aunt Chen hurriedly pulled Shi Mei aside to sit down.
Shi Mei seemed a bit afraid of them but couldn’t help letting her curiosity get the better of her as she stole a few more glances.
Suddenly, she held Aunt Chen’s arm and whispered, "Aunt Chen, Shi Mei’s parents died; they were killed in a car accident. The ones now aren’t Shi Mei’s real parents, and they want to get rid of Shi Mei. That’s why they took out Shi Mei’s ’cover’ and now I’m different from everyone else."
She said this, seemingly a bit sad, "Originally, Shi Mei was the same as others."
Hearing these words, Aunt Chen’s kindly face changed dramatically.
Looking at Shi Mei now hugging her arm, with that pitiful and pathetic little look, her heart ached.
Shi Mei did not lower her voice on purpose.
Mr. Shi and Wang Quanxia, who were drinking tea, heard everything crystal clear.
Mr. Shi’s face slightly changed.
Wang Quanxia, on the other hand, got scalded by the hot tea and quickly set her cup down, saying, "Shi Mei, who has been telling you all this nonsense? It’s downright absurd!"
Her voice was a bit loud. Shi Mei seemed to be scared, shrinking into Aunt Chen’s embrace.
Mr. Shi pulled at his wife’s hand and asked Shi Mei with a smile, "Shi Mei, these words wrongfully accuse your mom and dad. The bad people want to sow discord between our family members. Who told you this? Tell daddy."
Shi Mei timidly and cautiously said, "It was... Sister Bingbing."
Upon hearing this, Wang Quanxia burst into curses, fuming, "So it’s that wretch, Shi Bingbing!"