138 Trust your heart

Lei Junmo took a seat opposite Huang Rong on the dining table. Huang Rong's taunts had made him angry. Then, they both reached for the food, grabbing and pulling at it, almost like they were wrestling over it.

Huang Rong swiftly snatched a few dishes and bowls, claiming them as her own, while Lei Junmo forcefully pulled other plates and bowls closer to his side of the table, determined to keep them for himself. Their hands darted back and forth, each trying to secure as much food as possible.

"Typical boy! Just knows how to snatch things! Mean!" Huang Rong commented.

"Typical girl! Throwing tantrums like they were bought from a season-end sale! If she was hot, I would have tolerated these tantrums. But this fatso!!!" Lei Junmo commented back.

While their fight over food and words was still going on, Old Madam Lei and Lei Wan walked into the dining room.

"What are you two talking about?" Old Madam Lei asked curiously.