"What's wrong?" Shen Muzhi pushed the door open and was taken aback when he saw Bo Qingyun and Xiang Zhilan on the bed at the same time.

Xiang Zhilan looked at Shen Muzhi, then at Bo Qingyun, and thought they looked somewhat alike. But Shen Muzhi had clearly said that he was an only child, so how could he have an older sister?

"Mom, this is my wife, your daughter-in-law," Shen Muzhi introduced.

When Xiang Zhilan heard the word "Mom," she felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

After washing up and going downstairs for breakfast, she still felt like she was missing two and a half of her soul.

Shen Muzhi's mother looked incredibly young, no more than thirty-five or thirty-six at most. Shen Muzhi himself was already in his early thirties; it was simply unbelievable. If it weren't for the resemblance to Shen Muzhi, she would have thought she was his stepmother. How could someone in their early fifties look so youthful!

And today she actually woke up buried in her mother-in-law's chest, pinching and touching it. Good heavens, someone should dig a hole and bury her.

"Your name is Zhilan, right? Can I call you Lanlan?" Bo Qingyun smiled and picked up a steamed dumpling for Xiang Zhilan.

"Uh, of course." Xiang Zhilan was surprised to hear that her voice sounded like a young girl's, melodious and naturally charming, yet not at all affected.

"Lanlan, eat more. I'm so sorry I scared you this morning," Bo Qingyun said with a gentle smile.

"I should be the one who's embarrassed." Xiang Zhilan felt like committing seppuku just thinking about that scene.

However, her mother-in-law didn't seem to mind.

This meeting was truly thrilling and unconventional; her fragile heart couldn't take it a second time.

"It's all Xiaobao's fault. He told me you were still at your parents' house, and I was so tired yesterday that I just lay down." Bo Qingyun glared at Shen Muzhi reproachfully.

Xiang Zhilan was struck dumb again. She pointed at Shen Muzhi and asked in confusion, "Xiao Bao?"

“Yes, didn’t he tell you? His nickname is Xiaobao,” Bo Qingyun said with a smile.

Xiang Zhilan chuckled, almost bursting out laughing. This nickname didn't suit Shen Muzhi at all.

Xiao Bao, hahahahaha.

"She just said that herself. I never admitted that it was my nickname," Shen Muzhi said immediately, trying to distance herself from the situation after being teased by Xiang Zhilan.

“Xiao Bao, do you want me to find videotape evidence? You used to really like this nickname. You wouldn’t react when I called you Mu Zhi, but you would turn around immediately when I called you Xiao Bao.” Bo Qingyun had been undermining her son for thirty years.

Xiang Zhilan couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing. She hadn't expected Shen Muzhi's mother to be such an outgoing and lively person. She had thought she would be as serious and proper as Shen Guoliang, but it turned out to be the complete opposite.

Moreover, not only is she lively and cheerful, but Bo Qingyun's mentality is as young as her appearance, or even younger.

This was completely beyond her imagination. If someone had told her before today that Shen Muzhi's mother was like this, she would have thought it was a fantasy.

Now, Bo Qingyun was sitting right in front of her, openly undermining Shen Muzhi. She found it really amusing to see Shen Muzhi completely helpless against his mother.

"Mom, after dinner, I'll take you home." Shen Muzhi was trying to prevent Bo Qingyun from having too much contact with Xiang Zhilan, because she would reveal all his secrets to Xiang Zhilan.

“I’m not going back, I’m staying here,” Bo Qingyun said, taking Xiang Zhilan’s hand and asking with a smile, “Lanlan, you don’t mind, do you?”

“Of course I don’t mind, you can stay as long as you like,” Xiang Zhilan quickly replied.

“Your daughter-in-law is so thoughtful.” Bo Qingyun glared at Shen Muzhi and said reproachfully, “You and your father are both heartless.”