The person who had been scolded relentlessly by Mrs. Jia could no longer bear it and hurried away.
This departure acted like a heavy hammer, abruptly cutting off Mrs. Jia’s supposedly "mystical" ritual. Her mouth froze mid-tirade, and her constant stream of insults stopped instantly. She stood there, stunned, as if struck by a paralysis spell, her mind blank and entirely at a loss. However, the wicked fire burning in her heart needed an outlet, or she felt she might explode. Consequently, Mrs. Jia’s resentful gaze shot toward Qin Huairu like a cold arrow.
"You useless wretch! I told you to go get the lunch box, and you couldn't even manage that! What kind of sins did the Jia Family commit in our past life to end up with a useless thing like you?" she shrieked, her voice raspy, her face fat trembling with rage.
Chapter 48