As Alexander Forest finished speaking, his foot suddenly got kicked under the table, hurting so much that he moved his chair back several steps, "James Black, are you trying to break my foot?"
"You've said what you shouldn't have," James Black said dispassionately, only continuing to speak after Jane Sampson brought the meal to his lips.
"Not even allowed to speak now, huh?" Alexander Forest clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Can't even speak the truth? In fact, my parents really like little Jane. Since I was little, that's all my mom would talk about as she raised me and my sister."
At this point, Alexander Forest cleared his throat and began to imitate his mother's tone.
