Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

TN: I can’t tell you what ** means . The author literally didn’t spell it out .

An Chuxia closes her mouth, turns, and walks out of the hall . She didn’t even tell Jiang Yuan “I’m done eating” or “Mommy, I’m headed to school” .

“Oh, Han Qilu, why do you mess with An Chuxia? If your wedding is missing a bride, don’t say your mother didn’t warn you . ” Jiang Yuan licks a small piece of toast before shoving it in her mouth .

Throwing the napkin aside, Han Qilu pushes his chair away and stands up as he stares at his mother . “Well, for someone so old, you don’t understand what “**” means?”

Jiang Yuan is stunned, staring at his fresh face . “Doesn’t the young maser ever want to be engaged?”

Like his eyes, Han Qilu smiles at her wryly . The golden sunlight comes through the window and falls on his hair, forming a beautiful halo . Even Jiang Yuan is captivated by it . She sees his lower lip move, and suddenly, the image in her head spoils . “Never underestimate a woman: this is what you taught me, mother . ”

Why is this so familiar?

Why is this so familiar?

The moment he walks out through the gla.s.s doors in the hall, Jiang Yuan suddenly remembers that he was quoting the hero of her novel . All of a sudden, the way she looks at her son changes . She always thought he was always good . She never paid attention to the little things . She didn’t expect… .

Shaking her head, she clears her mind and resumes eating her breakfast . Her son! As it turns out, Qilu balances everything at once, but he ends up doing what he says he will do .  Hmm, this breakfast is really good!

“Wow!” She takes a big bite of her sandwich .

On the other hand, An Chuxia doesn’t say anything the moment Han Qilu enters the car . He just looks out the window and sighs in relief . He picks up the paper and reads it in the car . After reading the a.n.a.lysis, he shakes his head again .  This is all nonsense!

Irritated, he throws the newspaper aside, and throws his arm around An Chuxia’s shoulder . “Are you angry?”

Irritated, he throws the newspaper aside, and throws his arm around An Chuxia’s shoulder . “Are you angry?”

She pushes him away without saying anything .

“Don’t be upset . We won’t be eating dog meat . ” Han Qilu reaches out and touches her face . His eyes are full of love . “I’ll tell you some good news . ”

She remains silent, but her eyes flash .  Why can he lose his temper but she can’t? She ignores him .

He pouts helplessly as he looks at her . He ignores Lao Chen, who is smirking at his pain . He s.h.i.+fts in his seat .

He sighs in a dramatic fas.h.i.+on . “Since you don’t want to know the good news, just pretend I didn’t say anything about it . ”

How does that saying go? Ah, Curiosity killed the cat .

He sighs in a dramatic fas.h.i.+on . “Since you don’t want to know the good news, just pretend I didn’t say anything about it . ”

How does that saying go? Ah, Curiosity killed the cat .

An Chuxia catches his gaze before staring out of the window . “What… what’s the good news?”

“She speaks!” Han Qilu smiles before saying with a low voice . “The school decided to party tonight and start the wild adventure!”

“So?” Her face is stiff, and there’s a temper in her tone . “How’s this about me?”

“You should make it your business . ” Han Qilu’s gaze stays on her face . “Because… because you care about me now . ”