Madam Dihao is not good

, let him go.

Su Shijie stared at her and motioned her to go upstairs first.

Xia Naier was very afraid that Su Shijie would knock down the car window and let his mother on the balcony see him, so she turned her head every step of the way and signaled him to go quickly with her eyes.

As soon as I turned around, I saw my mother came downstairs to pick her up.

"Nai'er, why did you buy so many things, are they heavy?" Mom immediately shared and helped her carry half of them. [

At this time, Chanel heard the sound of the car engine starting behind her, and when Chanel turned around, she had already driven away.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief...

"Nai'er, who is that?" Mom looked at the leaving car and asked wonderingly, "Are you talking about a boyfriend? Why don't you stay and have dinner together?"

"No, it's my friend's boyfriend. Originally, my friend came to pick me up at the airport, but something happened...he sent his boyfriend to take me home."

Mom was dubious, didn't say much, and took her upstairs.

"Dumplings tonight." Mom said, "It's all wrapped up, and it's just waiting to be put into the pot. Wait, I'll cook them in a while."

Everything in the house is still the same as before, even the cups for drinking water have not changed. Chanel scented her father, lying on the sofa, smelling the unique smell in the air, which feels like home.

"Mom..." She sat on the sofa and asked, "You said you have something to tell me on the phone, what is it?"

There was a sudden silence in the kitchen, and after a while, there was the clash of pots and pans again.

Chanel yelled again, but Mom didn't seem to hear?

Chanel got up and walked to the door of the kitchen. As soon as she entered, she was kicked out by her mother, telling her not to move around and to stay in the living room.

"Didn't you say you have something to tell me?"

Mom's face flickered: "I will talk later, I will talk later."

As soon as Chanel sat down on the sofa, she heard the sound of porcelain bowls breaking from the kitchen.

As a result, during the whole dinner process, not only did my mother not mention that matter, but she was also completely out of her mind.

Whenever Chanel wanted to ask what was the matter, she quickly changed the topic

Chanel wondered, she had never seen her mother look so flustered.

Finally after dinner, Chanel helped her mother clean up the dishes. She originally wanted to wash the dishes, but she was dressed too thickly and her movements were not so flexible, so her mother took the lead.

In order not to make her mother suspicious, she wore a big coat, and she looked bloated all over, see [