The elderly couple's hearts softened a little, but they refused to show it. When Grandma Hua finished feeding her husband the porridge, she steeled herself and hurled the empty bowl at them. "What are you shouting about? His surname isn't Zhang, and mine isn't Hua. You have the wrong people! Get out of here and stop bothering my husband while he's resting."
Seeing the bowl flying toward them, Jie Jingchen wrapped an arm around Qin Mei and spun around, letting it smash against his back.
Protected in Jie Jingchen's embrace, Qin Mei blinked. 'They've really been pushed to the edge, resorting to violence now.'
'They're a tough pair. When pushed this far, they'd even renounce their own names.'
