"Have some more of this." Jun Mochan added a piece of mutton to Ye Ranran's bowl.
Ye Ranran looked at the meat in her bowl, furrowing her brows. Could she not eat it? She'd been eating meat all this time and felt like she was gaining weight.
"Are your hands hurting? I'll feed you." Jun Mochan interpreted Ye Ranran's look of distress as something else.
Was he doing this on purpose?
"I can do it myself." Ye Ranran bent over to eat, eating so quickly she inevitably choked.
Jun Mochan quickly patted her back, "Careful, don't rush, no one is fighting for food with you."
If he didn't anger her, she would surely be alright.
"Why are you still like a child?" Mother Huo commented.
"Don't be surprised, mom, Ranran had always been like this."
Was it really appropriate to belittle her in front of her face?
"Her hand is not good, it's better for you to feed her." Mother Huo suggested.