"Haha!"
At this thought, Song Kerou burst into laughter.
So what if Song Wenwen was her biological daughter?
She would still have to turn into a zombie reeking of decay, wouldn't she?
With a face full of rotten flesh, if she turned into that, she'd surely bash her head against the wall!
Yet that Song Wenwen looked so stupid and oblivious, who knew how much longer she could last!
She was most likely already picked clean for her crystal core!
The more Song Kerou thought about it, the more excited she got, laughing so hard on the sofa that she couldn't straighten up, tears streaming down her face.
The Song Family glanced inexplicably at Song Kerou, who was convulsing with laughter, their brows furrowing even further.
Song Ning served an extra bowl of rice and placed it in the middle of the Song parents, acting as if it were for the late Song Wenwen's bowl and chopsticks.
Just like when she was alive.
