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Little Woo played with the food in his bowl as he asked, "Mom, can I eat ice cream today?" Even though he already had food in his bowl, he was greedily thinking about dessert.

In Ruan Lisa's original world, her relatives' children had all liked her. It was because she would bribe them with snacks and toys. In her opinion, spending a small amount of money on these children in exchange for peace and quiet was totally worth it!

And so, when Ruan Lisa first transmigrated here, she wouldn't have refused Little Woo's request. She was fine with him eating whatever he wanted.

But now that she had been his mother-in-name for almost a month, Ruan Lisa's way of thinking changed without her noticing. "No."

Little Woo looked at her with a sad face. There was still rice sticking to his chubby face. "Why?"

Ruan Lisa took her phone out to show him the data. "The doctor has set a limit to how many calories you can each day. If you eat ice cream, you'll go over the limit. You already had ice cream yesterday. You can't have it today. Besides, your dad will check the refrigerator when he comes home."

Song Jungkook was truly very strict. He would check the refrigerator every day, and he even remember how many snacks were in the refrigerator. If the amount dwindled, he would ask.

Although he loved Little Woo a lot, he wouldn't spoil him.

He was a kind and strict father.

Little Woo's eyes turned as he thought. An idea popped up. "Can't we just tell dad that you ate the ice cream?"

Ruan Lisa shot him a glance. "You want mom to become the scapegoat?"

Anyone would want to eat ice cream on a hot day. She wasn't an exception. But, she had gained the conscientious of a goddess. The original owner had maintained such a good figure. She couldn't be the one that ruined it!

During the first few days after she had transmigrated here, she hadn't paid attention to what she was eating and ate whatever she wanted. The original owner had a high-tech scale that recorded her weight. And so, when she went on the scale, it showed her that she had gained a kilogram.

As a single dog, Ruan Lisa knew very well that increased weight would adversely affect her face value. A person's face would look completely different if they gained or lost five kilograms! She liked the original owner's face and figure, so of course, she had to grit her teeth and do her best to maintain it.

After all, the weight requirement for the clothes in the original owner's closet was too stringent. If she gained a few kilograms and wore those clothes, it would be a visual disaster.

Ruan Lisa shook her head and rejected Little Woo's suggestion. "No, and your dad wouldn't believe me anyways."

Actually, if she said she ate the ice cream, Song Jungkook wouldn't go through the trouble of verifying it. He wasn't that extreme.

Little Woo looked as if life was hopeless. He used more energy to eat dinner and pretended the meal in front of him was ice cream.

Although Ruan Lisa showed a sympathetic expression, she gloated, "The ice cream in the refrigerator is going to have a party to celebrate that one of them has escaped from disaster today."

Hearing these words, Little Woo solemnly corrected her. "Mom, the ice cream isn't alive. It doesn't matter to the ice cream if I eat it or if it stays in the refrigerator. They can't feel and they wouldn't have a party."

Ruan Lisa asked, "How do you know they can't feel? You're not ice cream."

Little Woo's chubby face wrinkled. "I just know!"

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