"Oh, let's go." With that, Aunt Luo has pushed Qingchuan to Lin Feifan's mother abruptly.
Regardless of Qingchuan's begging for mercy, he took Lin Feifan away.
Facts have proved that Qingchuan's rejection is not too much worry, and she is not good at getting along with her elders.
"To be honest, you are far from the standard of a wife in my mind. You are not outstanding, you are not well-educated, and... you are not very polite."
Mother Lin seemed to stroll around the antique shop casually, taking every step with grace, with a smile on her cheek, but what she said in her mouth had a different meaning.
No one would like to hear others criticize themselves like this, right? Even if the other party is the mother of his benefactor.
In order to control his emotions, Qingchuan simply listened carefully to the songs in the MP3.
Well, if you can't hear what the other person is saying, you won't be uncomfortable.
It's a pity that Mother Lin doesn't seem to plan to let her go just like that.
After a long time without a response from Qingchuan, she couldn't help but stop, narrowing her smile, looking back and glaring, "Speaking to the elders with MP3, what is it like."
"Oh..." Hearing this, Qingchuan seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and handed the other earphone to Aunt Lin, "This one is very nice, can you listen to it?"
"You..." It's like a childless child, she said so much, and she said it all for nothing, "Forget it! Since I really like you, I have nothing to say, but... After you get married, you will have all these bad habits. Change it. Wearing such a beautiful dress, stop wearing these MP3, P4, looks like a hooligan."
Qingchuan looked at the antiques on the shelf by himself.
This reaction angered Aunt Lin again, "Hey, did you hear me talking to you?"
"Huh?" What did you say? Uh...do you mind repeating it
"Do you know that it's very rude to talk to your elders and get distracted."
"Hmm." She smiled forcedly and nodded sharply.
Aunt Lin was finally so angry that she couldn't speak, turned her head, and took a sip of the cocktail in her hand like a puff.
"..." She wanted to mess up the situation again? Qingchuan wriggled his lips helplessly, but didn't know how to remedy it, and simply silently looked at the antiques around him.
After looking around for a while, her eyes were suddenly attracted by a painting on the wall.
It looked like an ordinary painting, but Qingchuan could no longer look away.