After I transmigrated into the book, both the female lead and I became fragrant

Chapter 89: Extra 3

She flew forward and slid ten meters on the ground before rolling slowly and finally falling awkwardly.

The bystanders were stunned and no one went to help her for a moment.

Shen Yu widened his eyes on the side and exclaimed, "Mom?!"

Shen's mother was covered in dirt, trying to climb up several times without success. Her face turned red in an instant, and she yelled, "Someone! Someone pushed me!"

The crowd looked at each other and retreated, "Huh?"

"But we didn't see anyone do it just now."

"You fell by yourself, didn't you?"

Shen's mother was so angry that she was being accused of making a false claim.

"It must be someone who pushed me! Otherwise, how could I fall for no reason?" She pointed her finger at Shen Qiqi and said, "It's you! You worthless thing!"

Shen Qiqi slowly turned her head with a blank expression.

"We didn't see her do anything," the young man next to him explained. "Auntie, maybe you didn't stand firmly."

Shen's mother looked sullen. ...he actually made sense!

Shen Yu ran up to help her up, whispering, "Mom, I didn't see it either..."

"Shut up!" Shen's mother poked his head with her index finger, angry that he wasn't strong enough. "Are you really my own child? Your elbow bends outward?"

Shen Yu cried out in pain, "Ouch! Ouch!"

Shen's mother pushed him aside and walked aggressively toward Shen Qiqi, hands on her hips, sizing up her long-lost daughter.

It had been a few years since they last met, and this eldest daughter looked much more beautiful than before, with a confident and cheerful temperament.

Shen's mother grew up in the countryside and didn't receive much education. She always felt that men were superior, and women should stay at home to teach their children and marry a good husband in the future.

When she went to the city to make a living and married Shen's father, she wanted to give birth to a son for him, but she never expected to have a wrinkled baby girl instead. When she saw Shen Qiqi for the first time, she felt like the sky was falling and suffered from postpartum depression because of it.

Because of this, she still doesn't have a good face for her eldest daughter to this day.

"You little wretch, come back with me." She completely ignored Shen Qiqi's face in front of the public and shouted, "What kind of look is that? Hey! I raised you all these years and you turned out to be ungrateful!"

Shen Qiqi didn't move, as if she was looking at a clown throwing a tantrum.

Suddenly, she heard a faint "creak creak" sound in her ears.

Liu Shuang's eyes were vaguely red with blood, her expression gradually becoming fierce. Her fingertips trembled slightly, her nails deeply embedded in her palms, and the chopsticks in her hand had unknowingly broken into two pieces.

The atmosphere at the dining table was tense, and several middle-aged women beside them unconsciously lowered their heads.

Shen Qiqi hesitated for a moment, and her numb and indifferent heart gradually softened like soaking in warm water.

She reached out and secretly hooked her fingers around Liu Shuang's cold fingertips across the table.

Liu Shuang trembled.