How could she dare to go to Mrs. Yu? She could only grit her teeth and endure it!
"Smack!"
"Young Madam, your hand is still shaking. I suggest you don't eat; just hold the fork like this. Practice progressing only when you're steady."
"Smack!"
An Zi stood there trembling, every time her fingers shook, A Huang's ruler mercilessly came down.
An Zi didn't eat dinner and practiced for two hours; her hands were swollen beyond recognition, her eyes red from crying, and her stomach aching from hunger. At this moment, she desperately wished she could have some fruit!
Looking at the fruit in front of her, all she could do was hold the fork suspended in mid-air... This feeling made her unbelievably miserable.
Finally, it was eleven at night.
A Huang spoke: "Young Madam, your hand has stopped shaking. You can practice eating now!"
An Zi started eating immediately!
"Smack!"
"You're eating in the wrong posture!"
