Little Fatty's mom trembled all over with fear: "You... what do you want to do, I warn you, don't do anything reckless..."
Ming Mei: "Relax, I never do anything reckless. Will you extend your other hand yourself, or should I grab it?"
When Little Fatty's mom saw Ming Mei, she felt like she had seen a devil, and kept backing away: "You... you... today's matter is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Since no one was hurt, we'll... be going first."
Ming Mei: "Wait... did I say you could leave?"
"What else do you want?"
Ming Mei raised her chin: "Apologize to my son."
"Hurry up, don't make me urge you a third time. Today, you owe my son an apology, otherwise, no one leaves."
Ming Mei's shout almost made Little Fatty and his mom break down.
With reluctance in her heart, Little Fatty's mom said, "I'm... I'm sorry... is that enough?"
Ming Mei: "No."
"Why? I already apologized."
Ming Mei: "First, you're not sincere. Second, your son hasn't apologized."
