"Mother, look at Chen Jie! How could he say that about me? Just look at him!"
Chen Yu was so angry she burst into tears, complaining directly to her mother.
Chen Jie wasn't intimidated in the slightest. "Mother, if you keep spoiling her, she'll never get married, and you'll end up supporting her for the rest of your life!"
Hearing this, Chen Jie's mother jumped in fright. She looked at her son, then at her daughter, and couldn't help but say, "Fine, I won't go, alright?"
She had been too impulsive earlier. Now, thinking over her son's words carefully, she realized they made a lot of sense.
Chen Yu's grades had never been particularly good in school. To make her a teacher... she really wasn't cut out for it.
Seeing that his mother was no longer going, Chen Jie's expression finally softened. "Mother, I admire Leng Yuan. We're good friends now. I've been going up the mountain to hunt lately—have you had any shortage of meat to eat?
