Xia Xi: “…”

Now you don't have to worry about how to answer.

This scene was beyond Zhong Yinghong's expectations. She had no objection to Xu Yanfeng dating or living with someone. After all, they were both thirty years old, and it was normal. But she never expected that Xu Yanfeng liked women with children.

this……

Xia Xi was afraid of being exposed, so she handed the homework book to Ziheng, her tone unable to hide her panic: "Ziheng, Mom will help you check it later, you go read the book first."

"All right."

Ziheng held his homework book and nodded politely to Zhong Yinghong. He didn't know how to address her, so he didn't. He ran back to his original seat and read the storybook.

The air was still for a few seconds. Zhong Yinghong gently put down the teacup, her expression more unnatural than before: "When will Ah Feng come back?"

"Let me ask." Xia Xi felt very uncomfortable and used this as an excuse to get his cell phone, temporarily leaving Zhong Yinghong's sight.

Why didn't Xu Yanfeng say his mother would come?!

Never mind, he probably doesn't know either.

His mother probably came to see her son on a whim, but her son didn't see her. When he saw her as an "uninvited guest", he must have been scared to death.

The fact that she can still maintain a calm demeanor is enough to show that she is a decent person.

Xia Xi lowered her head to send a WeChat message to Xu Yanfeng. After typing two words, her fingers trembled and she accidentally sent the message.

Xia Xi: "Your mother."

Xu Yanfeng was driving when he heard the message alert tone. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but took a casual glance and saw that it was from Xia Xi. He found a place to pull over and picked up the phone from the armrest box.

Xu Yanfeng: “?”

Xu Yanfeng: "If you have something to say, please talk nicely and don't curse."

Xia Xi: “…”

Xia Xi finished typing: "Here I come."

Xu Yanfeng didn't understand: "What's coming?"

Xia Xi: "Your mother is home."

Xu Yanfeng: "Why is she here?"

Xia Xi poked the screen with her fingertips: "How should I know? Come back soon!"

Xu Yanfeng glanced at the route on the navigation system. He was still halfway to the bakery he wanted to go to. Turning back now probably wouldn't be any use. He tapped the steering wheel thoughtfully and continued driving forward.

He knew Zhong Yinghong's personality very well. No matter what, she would never embarrass a girl who appeared in his private residence.