"Fine, fine, you come up with these words at every turn; if you're not tired of them, I sure am!"
Hu Zhonglian, who rarely lost his temper, was truly exasperated.
Taken aback by Hu's outburst, Ji Meishu stopped crying and stared blankly at him. This was the first time Hu Zhonglian had ever lashed out at her.
Even Dai Xintong, standing beside them, was stunned.
After her face went through several changes, Ji Meishu finally bowed her head and clutched at her chest.
Immediately after, Dai Xintong cried out, "Mom, mom, what's wrong with you? Is your chest hurting again? Uncle Hu, come quick, my mom's feeling unwell."
Hu Zhonglian caught a glimpse of Ji Meishu from the corner of his eye. It was the same old trick.
Annoyed, he told Dai Xintong, "If her chest hurts, find her a pill to take, what good does yelling at me to do? I'm not a doctor."
With that, he left the mother and daughter and went upstairs.
