[Wei Lai]: I won’t say anymore, my mother is urging me.
After sending the message, Wei Lai put down his phone, picked up a chair and went to remove the curtains, not noticing that An Ruoyan had sent him another message.
Ten minutes later, Wei Lai came downstairs holding the curtains of his room.
Comrade Wei Zikang was cleaning the glass windows in the living room, and Xu Xiang was taking the living room curtains out of the washing machine and putting them into the plastic clothes basket beside her.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Lai walked over and stuffed the curtains in his hand into the washing machine.
"Mom, how did Dad confess his feelings to you?"
"Didn't I tell you this? It's in the Yue Lao Temple." Xu Xiang pressed the curtain in the clothes basket and handed the laundry detergent to Wei Lai.
Along with the detergent spilled into the washing machine.
"You did say that dad proposed to you at Yue Lao Temple, but what about dating?" Wei Lai saw that the laundry detergent had almost been sprinkled, so he turned off the washing machine and pressed the button.
"You can't just get married without dating."
"Well, we knew each other quite a while ago. We just got along well in the past, but we started meeting more often after we started working. As for our relationship, I don't have much of an impression."
Xu Xiang picked up the clothes basket, looked up and thought for a while, then shook his head helplessly.
Just as he was about to take the curtains out to dry, he took a few steps and suddenly turned around, rushed back to Wei Lai, and looked at him with shining eyes.
"Son, are you going to confess your love to Xiaoting? Tell mom quickly."
"Mom, we haven't even started dating yet, can you please stop being so nosy?"
His mother's eyes looked as if he was not only confessing his love to Xiaoting, but also proposing to her. Wei Lai really couldn't resist.
"Let's stop chatting. I'm going back upstairs. It's time to clean the windows in your room."
After making an excuse, Wei Lai hurried back upstairs.
Looking at his back, the light in Xu Xiang's eyes did not fade at all. She turned around and shouted to Wei Zikang who was cleaning the windows:
"Dad, your son is going to fall in love."
"ha?"
Wei Zikang turned his head in confusion, only to hear stumbling sounds coming from the stairs at home.
"Are you okay, son?"
"It's okay, I'm fine... Yes, I'm fine."
It would be strange if she was good. How could my mom be more gossipy than Wang Zi and the others?
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