The grocery store was quite large, with three storefronts, but what Bai Xin couldn't understand was why it was so busy—an all-year-round, no-break operation. When she mentioned taking a day off, they could come up with countless reasons to refuse.
It was as if they preferred money over their lives.
"I'm here to take you home, Xinxin. You know how mom is—quick to speak but soft-hearted, she really means no harm. Besides, I've always been on your side, haven't I?"
Mu Yi reached out his hand, wanting to grab Bai Xin's, but stopped midway, fearing she'd get angry, and carefully watched her.
Seeing Mu Yi like this, Bai Xin felt annoyed. Mu Yi wasn't fundamentally flawed; he was just a bit too easily swayed by his mother's words.
His mother was so domineering, she seemed eager to control everything herself, and still wanted to be the head of the household.
