Fu Ying was speechless when he heard Mo Wan's words.
Whose biological mother was she? It was said that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was usually strained, but why wasn't it the case when it came to these two people?
Not to mention anything else, with Mo Wan's serious and cold personality, there were very few people who could make her so happy. Mo Rao was one of them.
Fu Ying put down the bowl in his hand and urged Mo Rao angrily, "Are you done eating? Let's go!"
Mo Rao quickly drank the last mouthful of porridge and replied while enduring the hunger, "I'm done."
Seeing her son's inconsiderate look, Mo Wan despised him from the bottom of her heart. "What's the hurry? Aren't you going to let her eat her fill?"
"She said she was full." Fu Ying was really exasperated by Mo Wan.
"That's because you urged her!" Mo Wan glared at Fu Ying sternly.
