Frighten her

Hearing her laughs, the woman immediately left Taehee's ears, and replacing the glare with an apologetic expression, the woman looked at Jinhee whilst wearing a smile on her face.

"Where are my manners? What is your name, little girl?" The woman questioned.

"I'm Jinhee, Lee Jinhee," Jinhee answered whilst trying to bow. Her crutches made it hard for her to do so.

Holding her shoulders, the woman stopped her and voiced out, "Oh dear! You don't need to do that, and it seems that you're injured. I'm Han Jihye, and this brat's mother."

"Thank you for having me here, Han Jihye-ssi," Jinhee spoke out.

"Omo!" Han Jihye exclaimed, "You look exactly like a squirrel when you talk!"

Awkward on what to say, Lee Jinhee smiled at the woman in front of her. Lee Jinhee did not know how interact with such a amiable person without being rude.

"Mom, if you have noticed, Jinhee is injured, and she can't stand for too long." Taehee rolled her eyes.