Having cried and shouted until exhausted, the girl's mother saw that Manman had no intention of responding to her, so she stood up from the floor and complained, "How can you be so heartless? I'm such an old person, sat on the floor crying for ages, and you didn't even try to comfort me."
"You're not senseless. When you're tired of crying, you'll naturally stop. Besides, why should I comfort you? Isn't it better to give you a chance to showcase your acting skills?"
Li Manman spoke calmly, but every word was filled with sarcasm.
"How can you talk like this? Do you think I'm acting for you?"
"Isn't that so? With your tearful crying and tantrum-throwing, it's quite a performance. Unfortunately, I don't buy it."
The girl's mother was so belittled she couldn't find her voice for quite a while. Hard tactics didn't work, so she tried to be soft; she couldn't let her daughter go to jail.
