At this point, Mr. Mu couldn't say anything more.
He simply said, "Let's hurry up and eat, or we'll be hungry!"
At the dinner table, Mu Xiangxiang could hardly wait anymore, constantly eyeing the braised pork with drooling lips.
"Mom, I want to eat meat!"
Old Mrs. Mu, upon hearing this, was about to use her chopsticks to get some food but was stopped by Mr. Mu's gaze.
"What are you doing? It's just our Xiangxiang having some meat, what's the problem?" Old Mrs. Mu said with displeasure.
Mr. Mu felt a bit choked up, having lectured this woman last time, yet today, her old habits surfaced again with no reservations whatsoever.
"Bi Yao, don't mind it. Xiangxiang was born when your Aunt Mu was quite old. Xiangxiang was frail when she was young, and since the day she was born, her mother hasn't let her out of her arms. Plus, Xiangxiang is not married yet, so it's inevitable that she's a bit spoiled."
