The scene caused her mind to explode, as she stared at her son's actions, her anger visibly mounting rapidly.
Perhaps overcome by anger, she lost all ability to respond, simply glaring at them with her gaze like a baptism until the two walked into the dining room.
"Mom, let's eat," they seated themselves, and Wen Zhan reminded his mother.
Jiang Lijuan blinked, finally snapping back to reality, her chest heaving as she swallowed and found her voice, "Son, look at her behavior—you still indulge her! Has she bewitched you with something? It's just…."
Wen Zhan curved his lips slightly, calm and collected, "Mom, I'm married now, you don't need to worry about this little household's issues."
"What do you mean? Now that you're grown, you look down on us old folks?"
"That's not what I mean."