Zhai Sheng's face darkened. "Fine, I don't want to talk about this anymore, lest I say something that hurts you. But Mom, I have to say that it's no wonder that my grandpa likes you and insisted that dad married you. To a certain extent, your temper is very similar to grandpa's temper."
She was as overbearing as his grandpa, and everything must be done according to her likes and dislikes.
"What hurtful words are you going to say?" Miao Jing's countenance changed. She looked at Zhai Sheng with pain in her eyes.
Her son had grown up and he no longer obeyed her words. Zhai Sheng had yet to marry the lady and yet he already went against her for that lady.
"Step on the gas." Zhai Sheng felt stifled. There was no way that he could communicate with his mother.
"You…" The atmosphere in the car was worse than during the meal.
