Ren's mother didn't hold back at all, and Ren Jingshu's cheek immediately swelled up.
But she didn't cry or make a fuss. Instead, she looked at Ren's mother with a surprisingly calm gaze.
"You've scolded and hit me, can I have my things back now?"
Her calmness, however, greatly provoked Ren's mother, who threw the items on the floor and viciously trampled them with her foot, as if she had lost her mind. Even the housekeeper was too frightened to come forward.
"I tell you every day to control your weight, and you just ignore it, don't you?"
"Are you that gluttonous? Will you die if you don't eat?"
"If you can't even control your own mouth, what else can you do?"
"Speak up! Answer me! What else can you do besides eat?!"
Jingshu was like a pretty puppet, allowing Ren's mother to jab her head with her finger, her red-rimmed eyes fixated on the freeze-dried snacks crushed on the floor.
