Just then, Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother came out of the kitchen carrying dishes.
"You're back? Perfect timing for dinner." Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother said to him when she saw him.
After speaking, he placed the dishes he was carrying on the table.
When Zhao Zhiwei saw that it was his own mother cooking, a look of surprise flashed across his face.
However, she quickly recalled Mo Qian's unusual behavior over the past few days and understood.
"Okay, sure." Zhao Zhiwei put down his bag and replied to his mother.
"Wife, dinner's ready." He then called out to Mo Qian, who was sitting on the sofa.
"Okay, I understand," Mo Qian replied without even looking up.
Soon, all three of them were seated at the dining table.
"Eat up, eat it while it's hot," Zhao Zhiwei's mother said to her son.
After speaking, he picked up his bowl and started eating, but his eyes were secretly glancing at Mo Qian.
“Okay, Mom,” Zhao Zhiwei also picked up his bowl and chopsticks and started eating.
As for Mo Qian, she didn't make any special arrangements.
Apart from the stir-fried pork with mushrooms, all the other dishes were fine.
So they started eating too.
A while later, Zhao Zhiwei's mother became a little impatient as she watched Mo Qian still not pick up the pork and mushroom stir-fry.
"Mo Qian, don't you love pork stir-fried with mushrooms the most? I was wrong before, so I made this for you today. Try it."
Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother looked at Mo Qian with an apologetic expression and said.
There was still a hint of anticipation on her face.
"No need, I don't want to eat mushrooms these days," Mo Qian then said, making an excuse.
"Mo Qian, are you still angry with your mother? You won't even eat the dishes I specially cooked for you," Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother said sadly.
"Honey, Mom made this especially for you. Just eat a couple of bites to show you how it is," Zhao Zhiwei said to Mo Qian, who was standing to the side.
"I said I don't want to eat it, so you can eat it if you want," Mo Qian said calmly.
Zhao Zhiwei's expression turned sour upon hearing Mo Qian's words, as he felt that Mo Qian was disrespecting him.
Then, he picked up the plate of stir-fried pork and mushrooms and was about to pour it into Mo Qian's bowl.
Noticing this action, Mo Qian stepped forward and snatched the plate away first.
Then, he threw the food on the plate directly at Zhao Zhiwei and his mother.
"ah!"
"Damn it!"
At this moment, Zhao Zhiwei and his mother had their faces covered in vegetables and vegetable juice, looking quite disheveled.
"Mo Qian, what are you doing?!" Zhao Zhiwei shouted angrily at Mo Qian after brushing the vegetables off his head.
"That's outrageous! You actually threw the food all over me!"
“Son, you have to stand up for me! When have I ever suffered such a loss!” Zhao Zhiwei’s biological mother said with a grim expression, while tidying herself up as she spoke.
"I didn't do anything, my hand slipped, I'm sorry," Mo Qian said casually.
After he finished speaking, he picked up a tissue and wiped his fingers.
Look what you've done!
"What's wrong with you lately? You're acting very strangely!" Zhao Zhiwei then asked again with a grim expression.
"Nothing much, just in a bad mood. Maybe it's early menopause," Mo Qian said as she stood up from her chair.
"I'm finished eating, please enjoy your meal." After saying that, she left the table.
The two who saw Mo Qian leave looked extremely unhappy.
"Son, what do you think we should do?!"
"This can't go on forever!"
"I can't take it anymore!"
Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother sat in the chair with a dejected and indignant expression, sulking as she spoke.
"Mom, let me think about it. I don't know what's wrong with Mo Qian either."
"Hurry up and think of something! If you don't come up with a solution soon, I'm going to be furious!" Zhao Zhiwei's mother said anxiously.
"Son, you have no idea how capable Mo Qian is now!"
"You forced me to cook before you even got back!"
"And they even made me clean up the sunflower seed shells they threw away while eating sunflower seeds!"
"I refused, so they attacked me! I've never suffered like this before!" Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother complained to him, tears streaming down her face.
"What happened? She attacked you? Mo Qian attacked you?" Zhao Zhiwei's face was filled with disbelief after hearing his mother's words.
It seemed that no one expected that Mo Qian would actually lay a hand on his own mother!
In his memory, Mo Qian was a very gentle person.
"Yes, son, just before you came back, Mo Qian gave my shoulder a hard squeeze."
"My shoulder is killing me," Zhao Zhiwei's mother said, looking at her son with a hint of displeasure on her face.
"How are you now? Does it still hurt?" Zhao Zhiwei then went to his mother's side, pressed on her shoulder and asked.
"Sizzle!"
"Be gentle!" Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother said with a pained expression.
"Quick, let me see how badly you're hurt!" Zhao Zhiwei then said to his mother.
His face showed a hint of anxiety.
When Zhao Zhiwei's mother showed one shoulder, one would expect the shoulder to be bruised, but there was no mark at all.
"It doesn't look like anything," Zhao Zhiwei said to his mother after seeing his shoulder, which had no marks whatsoever.
Even Zhao Zhiwei's own mother was quite surprised to see her own shoulder covered in clean white skin.
But as surprised as I was, the pain was real.
"Don't touch it! It hurts so much!" Zhao Zhiwei's mother exclaimed sharply after he pressed on his shoulder, her face still showing signs of pain.
"Okay, okay, I won't touch it anymore," Zhao Zhiwei quickly said after seeing the pained expression on his mother's face.
"Mo Qian went too far! How could I possibly fight with you!" Zhao Zhiwei said with a grim expression.
After saying that, he rushed to Mo Qian's door and banged on it.
"Open the door!"
"Mo Qian, what's wrong with you? You hit Mom?!"
"How dare you, a junior, lay a hand on your elders!" Zhao Zhiwei shouted angrily into the room.
"Come out now!"
Explain yourself!
When Mo Qian heard the shouts outside the door, a look of annoyance flashed across her face, and her brows furrowed slightly.
"Stop knocking! It's so late at night, isn't it annoying?" Mo Qian shouted at the door.
"Mo Qian, what's wrong with you? You're completely different from before!" Zhao Zhiwei was even angrier after hearing Mo Qian's voice.
Then came even more violent knocking on the door.
When Mo Qian, who was in the room, heard the knocking on the door, her face turned ugly, and she quickly got off the bed.
Reaching the doorway, I flung it open from the inside!
Before Zhao Zhiwei could react, he stepped forward and kicked him!
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