"Mom, I know you're very angry and furious right now. Let's talk this out calmly, don't you think?"

How could Wang Cuihua speak slowly? Her daughter had been kidnapped, and she felt like killing Nie Ziqian.

“You have a son, so of course you’re not worried. But if your son kidnapped my daughter, I’m going to sue him for human trafficking!”

Mo Yan's face darkened.

Good heavens, I thought the original owner was going too far, but this Wang Cuihua is no pushover either.

"Isn't that a bit much? Your daughter is all grown up, not a child. How could Nie Ziqian possibly abduct her?"

It's normal for two kids to date, so what's wrong with them coming home to meet their parents?

They've been dating for four years and now want to get married and meet each other's parents. How did that become child trafficking?!

Mo Yan thought her attitude was quite good, and there wasn't anything particularly wrong with her from beginning to end.

"You're still protecting your own, aren't you?" Wang Cuihua suddenly shouted, saying that Mo Yan was indeed protecting her own.

“I understand you’re worried about your daughter, but you can’t go too far. We can either sit down and talk it over, or I can find you a car to take you home first. What do you think?”

Wang Cuihua snorted coldly, and Leng Yuanyao, who was standing next to her, also grabbed Wang Cuihua's hand and said, "Mom, Ziqian and I really like each other. He didn't lie to me. We came back to meet the parents. We were supposed to come see you in a couple of days."

Who knew that Mom would rush over immediately and say such hurtful things.

She's too embarrassed to face her aunt and Ziqian now.

"Alright, shut up. You're stupid and easily fooled."

That girl is so stupid, she doesn't even realize she's been fooled.

"Mom, how could I have been deceived? Do you think I don't know whether Ziqian is good to me or not?"

I like him, we have a great relationship, and we want to spend the rest of our lives together.

Can't we get married now?

Marriage is a matter between the two of us.

To this, Mo Yan would like to say, girl, marriage is definitely not just a matter between the two of you.

"You!" Wang Cuihua was furious and wanted to hit her, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. This was her own daughter, how could she possibly lay a hand on her?

Even if I were to hit someone, I wouldn't hit my daughter.

"You're just going to drive me crazy! This girl is really something!"

Mo Yan didn't want to persuade her anymore; she had a temper too.

The atmosphere remained tense.

At five o'clock, Mo Yan spoke up, "Yao Yao, you two can rest here for a while. Nie Ziqian, Turtle, come downstairs with me to open the door."

Mo Yan led the two downstairs. Nie Ziqian looked back with some worry, afraid that his girlfriend would be beaten by her own mother.

"Mom, do you think Yao Yao will get beaten up?"

Mo Yan glared at him. "Now you're worried? Where were you before? Even if you want to meet the parents, you should go to the girl's house first. You deserve to get beaten up."

Anyone would think he did it on purpose, deliberately bringing the girl back to force her into a fait accompli.

Of course, even if he didn't think that way, Wang Cuihua, who was in a fit of anger at the moment, would only think that way.

"Back then, Yao Yao said she wanted to come to our house first, so her mother had no choice but to agree..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan kicked him without hesitation.

"You agreed just because she said so? You were just hoping for the best yourself, Nie Ziqian, how could you be so despicable and shameless?"

Mo Yan grabbed a rolling pin from the side and gave him a good beating. "If you really like that girl, you should focus on your career, show some attitude, and let her mother know that you have the ability to make her daughter happy. Do you understand?"

Nie Ziqian was beaten so badly that he ran away with his head in his hands, begging for mercy and apologizing.

"Mom, I was wrong, I won't do it again." But he wasn't really good either; he was just blinded by greed at the time and somehow agreed.

"I'll deal with you later. Hurry up and help open the shop. I need to start kneading the dough."

Mo Yan used sourdough to ferment the dough. She started kneading it around 1 or 2 pm, and this morning she could start adding raw flour to make steamed buns.

Nie Ziqian had never helped before, and now he was immediately flustered.

The same was true for the turtles, but even so, Mo Yan did not let them stop.

They only know how difficult life is after experiencing it themselves.

...

Leng Yuanyao and Wang Cuihua upstairs remained silent for a long time. Finally, Leng Yuanyao came over, squatted down, and took Wang Cuihua's hand.

"Mom, I was wrong, please don't be angry anymore, okay? I shouldn't have secretly run here without telling you. Please forgive me, okay?"