"Don't talk nonsense. When did I start dating someone?" Zhou Jiahong grabbed Yu Qingmiao's neck, but not with much force.
Yu Qingmiao gave Zhou Jiahong an elbow strike, and Zhou Jiahong cried out in pain and released her.
Yu Qiuying shook her head helplessly, ignoring the two's playful fight.
"Jiahong is dating someone, and you haven't even asked him a question? I've never seen a mother like you." Wang Huimei was at a loss for words when she saw how indifferent her mother was to her son's relationship.
Liu Tianhua also didn't understand why Yu Qiuying always acted as if it were none of her business when it came to her children's affairs.
However, she didn't say anything. Wang Huimei, as a mother, could talk to Yu Qiuying, but she couldn't.
One should be sensible and have a sense of propriety, especially since she and Yu Qiuying have been living together for a long time. If she didn't have a sense of propriety and said whatever she wanted, their relationship would probably not be as close as it is now.
“What’s there to ask? He’s dating, so what? He’s over twenty years old, isn’t it normal for him to be dating?” Yu Qiuying replied.
Wang Huimei was worried for her, saying, "Why don't you ask him where his daughter is from, how old she is, and what her family situation is like!"
"What's the point of asking? If he likes her and is determined to marry her, he'll still have to marry her no matter what her situation is."
Wang Huimei: "..."
She was taken aback and didn't want to talk to her anymore. "Fine, fine, ask if you want, it's not like I'm the one getting married."
Liu Tianhua pursed her lips to suppress a laugh. To be honest, watching the mother and daughter bicker was quite amusing.
Sure enough, no matter how old a person is, in a mother's eyes, they are still a child.
That evening, just as Zhou Jiahong logged into the game, Ye Yuan called.
He didn't save Ye Yuan's number in his contacts, but Ye Yuan texted him every day, so he had memorized the number.
He answered the phone and immediately asked, "Why are you calling me?"
Ye Yuan: "..."
He made her nervous with his tone. "I... I just wanted to tell you that I was coming to see you..."
"Come on, just tell me in the game," Zhou Jiahong said nonchalantly.
"I just wanted to hear your voice and see if you're an old man," Ye Yuan muttered softly.
This guy has a nice voice, but why is what he says so unpleasant?
Zhou Jiahong didn't hear what she said clearly, nor did he care. "Alright, hang up now, let's go play games."
As July progressed, the weather became increasingly hot.
That afternoon, Zhou Jiahong had just left his place and was heading to the food stalls when he received a call from Ye Yuan.
"Zhou Jiahong, I'm here to find you. I've arrived at the New District Bus Station. Where are you?"
Zhou Jiahong parked the car on the side of the road. "You really dared to come? Did you come alone?"
"Yes, I came alone. Where are you?"
Although Zhou Jiahong gave Ye Yuan an address, it wasn't specific.
As soon as Ye Yuan got off the plane, she took a taxi directly to the New Street Bus Terminal.
She hadn't expected the weather in Dongguan to be so hot; in just a short while, her face had turned red.
"Wait a moment, I'll be right there." After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jiahong turned the car around and drove towards the New Street Bus Station.
Since everyone's here, let's just see them.
A dozen minutes later, Zhou Jiahong found Ye Yuan at a small supermarket near the bus station.
"Let's go." He stood at the entrance of the small supermarket without going in, but waved to the girl who was on the phone in front of the shelf and looking over.
Ye Yuan's eyes lit up, and she quickly pulled her suitcase over. "Zhou Jiahong?"
“My car is across the street, let’s go.” Zhou Jiahong looked her up and down, then bent down slightly to take the suitcase from her.
"Oh, oh." Ye Yuan looked at Zhou Jiahong's tall and upright figure, and her heart suddenly started pounding.
Although he wasn't what she imagined, he was still so handsome!
And he's so tall...
Zhou Jiahong was tall and had long legs, so Ye Yuan had to jog to keep up with him.
Fortunately, Zhou Jiahong was quite considerate. When they reached the road, he slowed down and led her across the street.
Only after getting into the car did Ye Yuan let out a soft sigh of relief.
Zhou Jiahong fastened his seatbelt, started the engine, and then asked her, "How long do you plan to stay here?"
"I don't know yet, we'll see..." Ye Yuan's face was flushed, whether from the heat or some other reason, it was hard to tell.
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