The slap landed on the table, causing a muffled "thud," startling the little walnut quite a bit, but he didn't cry immediately—just pursed his lips in a wronged way.
Meng Yuhuai, seeing this, felt somewhat displeased, clicked his tongue, and took little walnut into his arms, cradling his head with his big, cautious palm and hugging him securely. He glanced at Hua Xiaomai and lowered his voice, "How can you be so thoughtless? What if you scare him badly?"
Lately, he had gained more confidence in holding children, but his muscles were too stiff, making little walnut uncomfortable, who started flailing his legs and arms. Hua Xiaomai also felt somewhat guilty and murmured, looking down, "Alright, alright, it's my fault, isn't it? I truly didn't mean to...just couldn't hold back my anger at the moment..."
This whole affair was enough to make her blood boil.
Selling a daughter to a wealthy family, what kind of concept was that?
