Lu Qingzhou was speechless when he saw Zhang Ruoshui's ambiguous smile.
but,
Upon seeing the resentful looks in Shao Hua's eyes, Lu Qingzhou was first taken aback, followed by a surge of feelings of frustration and shame.
He then realized with a start that during the time he had spent with them, he hadn't actually created any surprises or romance for them, and a wave of guilt overwhelmed him.
Seeing that the topic had been successfully shifted, Zhang Ruoshui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
My daughters-in-law are all incredibly shrewd; thankfully, my son "saved the day," otherwise the conversation would never have ended.
Lu Qingzhou stood there, utterly embarrassed, stammering for a long time before finally managing to stammer out, "I..."
His right hand unconsciously reached for his collar, and the neatly tied tie was pulled crooked and twisted.
His gaze darted around the living room in a flustered manner, sometimes landing on the decorative paintings on the wall, sometimes glancing at the fruit plate on the coffee table, but he dared not make eye contact with Mu Shaohua and the others.
Fine beads of sweat slid down his temples, and he raised his hand to wipe them away haphazardly.
"I...I really do have a plan."
His voice was weak, as if he were trying to convince the crowd, or perhaps he was trying to convince himself.
Leng Yue said with a serious expression, "What are your plans? Tell me."
Lu Qingzhou glared at Leng Yue, looking pained, and couldn't help but think to himself, "I had a ridiculous plan, I was just using this as an excuse to back down."
"I'll buy whatever flowers you like."
After saying this, he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground. His ears turned bright red, and even his neck was flushed.
Damn, I wasn't prepared at all. My mom tricked me twice tonight.
Su Qingyao said calmly, "Can't we just buy whatever flowers we like ourselves? You have no sincerity at all."
Seeing the unfriendly looks in their eyes, Lu Qingzhou steeled her heart and simply gave up, "It's not fair! Why does romance have to be created by men? Can't you women create some romance for men?"
Looking at her son's embarrassed appearance, Zhang Ruoshui thought to herself, "Son, I'm sorry."
Just as Lu Qingzhou started acting like a rogue,
Suddenly, as if remembering something, Leng Yue said with a wistful expression, "We don't deserve other people's romance. He reserved it for his classmate Xiaoxi."
As soon as he said that, the air was filled with a strong, sour smell of lemons.
Su Qingyao was the first to lose her composure, "Yueyue, what do you mean by that?"
So Leng Yue embellished the story of Chen Xiaoxi marking Lu Qingzhou's buttocks.
The air seemed to freeze instantly!
Lu Qingzhou was completely numb.
Damn it, Leng Yue, you still think your man isn't embarrassed enough at a time like this?
Mu Shaohua slammed down the water glass in her hand, the bottom of the glass hitting the edge of the coffee table with a "clatter," and a few drops of water splashed out and meandered into a thin stream on the glass surface;
Su Qingyao, who had been sitting languidly, straightened up and leaned forward to look at Lu Qingzhou.
Even Zhang Ruoshui, who had been acting as a bystander, couldn't help but put down her water glass and let her gaze wander back and forth between her daughters-in-law and son.
"In high school?"
Mu Shaohua bit her lower lip, a dangerous blush rising at the corners of her eyes, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the rim of the cup.
"So, someone has already declared sovereignty?"
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