"Uncle, Auntie, it's okay. It's normal for her to have a little temper," Chen Zhinan said indifferently, "I'll be going now, remind her to have dinner."
"I'll see you off."
Mr. Shi went to see Chen Zhinan off, while Mrs. Shi went upstairs.
In the room upstairs, Mrs. Shi looked at her curled up on the bed, "Do you still like him?"
"Mom, why do you want him to manage me!"
"Isn't it because we think you still like him, trying to create opportunities for you? You don't even appreciate it!" Mrs. Shi walked over, glanced at the food on the table, "Come eat."
"I still like him? Mom, when you and Dad made that decision, did you ask for my opinion? Did I ever say I still like him? I don't like him, not at all! Don't hand me over to him!"
"Alright, alright, you don't like him, then why did you come upstairs?"
