Yu Jingting didn't hold grudges overnight, but years on end.
If you cross him, he would remember it for ten, twenty, even thirty years.
He could hold a grudge for stealing a single garlic clove from his home for a long time, let alone Lun Lamei, who once tried to harm his two children.
Can he forget such enmity?
Of course not.
Whenever the opportunity arose, he would reciprocate, making Lun Lamei as miserable as he possibly could.
Lun Lamei had barely started speaking when Yu Jingting launched a barrage of insults at her.
At the beginning, he stood there and verbally attacked her. Later, he began pacing around her as if she were the center of a circle, hurling insults as he went.
"When your mother Wang Fenfang gave birth to you, thunder roared in the sky! While others were born under auspicious signs, you were born under a spray of shit; surely the heavens must have had diarrhea to have cast you down to pollute the earth?"
"I also met your dad one dark and stormy night..."
