Another Possibility
The woman reached out and pushed the child away.
"It's all smoky in here."
"Don't let the smoke get on Yaya."
The child wanted to say she wouldn't, but her nose started itching, and she let out a sneeze.
"All right."
"Go sit on the couch and watch TV for a while."
"Mommy will call you when dinner's ready."
"...Mm."
The child rubbed her nose and answered in a slightly muffled voice.
The man and woman worked together, and soon they had prepared a whole table of delicious-looking, fragrant dishes.
They were all home-cooked dishes.
Their colors were bright.
Their aroma filled the air.
"Yaya."
The woman called to the child. "Come eat."
"Coming!"
The child sprang to her feet.
It smelled so good.
She was so hungry.
The child hurried toward the dining room.
"Slow down."
The woman reached for a tissue and gently wiped the child's cheek.
"Look."
"You've got food all over here."
The child grinned and giggled twice.
She looked especially sweet and guileless.
The woman couldn't help laughing.
That silly child.
Her child was so adorable...
The farther she stayed from that hateful woman, the better.
To think she'd used a child's innocence and kindness to get what she wanted...
The woman loathed Chen Jing even more.
That hateful woman...
Stay away from her child!
That evening, after they returned to the master bedroom, the child's parents brought up Chen Jing again.
"She..."
The woman pressed her lips together. "Will she come back?"
"...I don't know."
The man thought for a while, then shook his head.
"She's not someone you can predict with common sense."
"...I hope they find that she has a mental illness when she's sent to a