The two of them went to the kitchen. Su Huanyan pressed her forehead tiredly, looking at Cheng Yanmo who was adjusting his glasses while peeling a kiwi, and shook her head.
Young Master!
I don’t know when these days will end!
Mother Su arrived earlier than expected. When she arrived, the chefs had not yet finished cooking the dishes, and Cheng Yanmo's plate of kiwis had not yet been assembled, as there were still two missing.
Cecilio's dragon fruit was ready and covered tightly with plastic wrap.
Mother Su walked into the house, thinking that only her daughter and son-in-law were at home. But when she suddenly saw the tall stranger standing behind her daughter and son-in-law, her expression was filled with confusion and surprise.
Who is this?
Mother Su remembered that Cheng Yanmo's younger brother Cheng Ziang did not look like Cecilio.
Besides, the person in front of me is obviously a foreigner.
"Mom, you're here!" Cheng Yanmo enthusiastically held Su's mother's hand, and a rare warm smile appeared on his face, which usually had very little expression.
Mother Su was flattered.
Behind him, Cecilio felt pain all over his body after hearing Cheng Yanmo call him "Mom".
The two had been battling for so many days, and this time, Cecilio was completely defeated. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he had no right to call Su Huanyan's mother "Mom".
Cheng Yanmo felt happy when he saw Cecilio's unwilling expression.
Seeing her son-in-law's enthusiastic smile, Mother Su was frightened. She pulled her hand out of Cheng Yanmo's and looked at the tall and strong Cecilio. She asked Su Huanyan curiously, "Huanyan, is this Yanmo's friend?"
Su Huanyan glanced at Cecilio and said, "Yes, he's a friend from Yanmo Commercial Place, an Italian."
Su Huanyan introduced her mother and Cecilio, "Mom, his name is Cecilio, you can call him Leo."
"Cecilio, this is my mother, her surname is Wang." Mother Su's surname is Wang, and her name is Wang Qing.
Cecilio extended his hands respectfully and took the initiative to greet Wang Qing: "Hello, Ms. Wang, please call me Cecilio."
Wang Qing shook hands with Cecilio and smiled a little awkwardly, "Cecilio, hello, hello."
After Wang Qing sat down on the sofa, she always felt that the man named Cecilio looked at her with too much enthusiasm.
Wang Qing was a little embarrassed.
She put her handbag at her side, took out her cell phone and pretended to play with it.
Through the mobile phone screen, Wang Qing saw her face clearly, which was old but still beautiful. She couldn't help but think worriedly: Could it be that Yanmo, her business partner, is fond of sister-brother relationships and has fallen for her?
If Cecilio knew what Wang Qing was thinking, he would probably vomit blood.
"Mom, have some fruit."
Su Huanyan brought over both plates of fruit.
Wang Qing took a look at the fruit platter and saw that the dragon fruit platter was beautifully arranged, but the surface of the kiwi fruit was full of pits from the people who peeled it. The appearance made people lose their appetite.
Wang Qing stretched out her slender fingers, took a piece of bright red dragon fruit and ate it.
Seeing that his future mother-in-law ate the fruit he served first, Cecilio felt a sense of accomplishment and couldn't help but send a look to Cheng Yanmo. The look looked cold, but it couldn't hide the smugness in it.
Cheng Yanmo's face turned black on the spot.
Seeing the open and covert fight between Cecilio and Cheng Yanmo, Su Huanyan couldn't stand it any longer. She stood up and said, "Mom, you must be hungry. I asked the cook to cook. Let's eat first."
"Okay."
Although Wang Qing is no longer young, she pays close attention to maintaining her figure. The chef stir-fried five dishes and made a pork rib and kelp soup. Afraid of gaining weight, Wang Qing only drank a bowl of soup and ate a few chopsticks of vegetables.
While Wang Qing was eating, Su Huanyan kept looking at her clothes and noticed that her mother was wearing a luxurious dark purple coat with a circle of real fox fur at the collar. Su Huanyan was sure that the woman Song Ci had met at the airport was really her mother.
So, my mother really has a second spring?
To find out the truth, Su Huanyan said, "Mom, there's a dragon boat race on Qingyang Lake tomorrow. It starts at 8 o'clock sharp. Do you want to go and see it together?"
Wang Qing's expression didn't change noticeably, and her gaze remained steady. She put down her chopsticks, elegantly wiped the soup from the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and then said, "Tomorrow morning won't work. I have an appointment with an old friend."
"Oh? Which old friend?" Su Huanyan couldn't control her curiosity and was eager to know the truth.
"A classmate from college, she married and moved far away to Wangdong City when she was young. We only reconnected last year. Back then, communication between friends wasn't as easy as it is now. We haven't seen each other for many years. Tomorrow morning I want to have breakfast tea with my old friend."
"Oh, so that's the case. Then we should go meet..." Su Huanyan picked up the water cup and took a sip. When she lowered her head, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
Excuse!
All excuses!
You're not going to see your college classmates, you're going to see your boyfriend!
Wang Qing suddenly looked at Cheng Yanmo and asked him, "Yanmo, do you have work tomorrow? If not, you can go with Huanyan to take a look."
Cheng Yanmo was about to answer when he heard Cecilio say in not-so-standard Chinese, "Mr. Cheng, I'm very interested in the investment project you mentioned last time. If you're free tomorrow, how about going to the project building on my behalf?"
Cheng Yanmo gritted his teeth and was about to tear off Cecilio's mask when he heard Wang Qing say, "Yanmo, you have work tomorrow, right? Business is important. Why don't you make an appointment with your friends, Huanyan? Don't you often say on the phone that you know Mrs. Han from Zeus International?"
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