Carrying the heavy female Shura field to become the strongest

Chapter 32: Mother's Kindness and Daughter's Filial Piety

That day in the auditorium, it was not until he finished his report and browsed the forum that Ye Sheng realized that talking about stockings in this situation seemed impolite in the eyes of most people.

But Ye Sheng did not feel offended. She was not the kind of fool who could not react when hearing a boy's frivolous words. She knew very well which men she met during adolescence had dirty thoughts about her.

Li Xingming's eyes are super clean.

From a historical perspective, Lilith Anor Londo should not have worn black knee-high socks, but pantyhose.

And thanks to Li Xingming's reminder, Ye Sheng studied the "absolutely sealed" magic spirit and felt that it was very suitable for him. According to Li Xingming's theory, wearing black silk stockings seemed to be a good way to nurture this magic spirit, which was simple, easy and beautiful.

Li Xingming is such a fucking genius.

Ye Sheng didn't wear pantyhose before. After the lecture at Fengtang City No. 1 Middle School and before going to Li Xingming's house, Ye Sheng went to a specialty store in a nearby business district and bought a pair. After putting them on, he didn't want to take them off.

It feels wonderful to have my legs tightly wrapped in pantyhose.

In addition, her peripheral circulation is poor, so her feet are easily cold, and wearing pantyhose also keeps her warm.

Invincible.

Ye Sheng lowered his head to look at his phone and eat.

The older and younger children sitting at the same table were silent and well-behaved like quails.

The aloof older sister exuded an aura of "keep away from strangers" and automatically suppressed the monkey child.

Until a middle-aged woman in a white coat came and broke the harmonious silence.

She wore silver-rimmed frameless glasses and plain matte lipstick. Her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Ye Sheng's. Her temperament was also cold, even lower than Ye Sheng's, and she had a gloomy and superior aura that Ye Sheng did not have.

"Come with me to the private room. I have something to talk to you about."

Ye Sheng looked up, put away his phone, followed her silently, and left the bustling banquet hall.

Along the way, they met familiar people in the academic circle, who all greeted the middle-aged woman politely. The woman maintained a reserved politeness and a reserved fake smile.

"Professor Ye, are you coming to be with your daughter?"

"Well, no classes today."

"I'm so envious! Shengsheng is only in her third year of high school and she's already attending a Class A conference, while my worthless kid is still spending money on physics tutoring. What a difference..."

"What's wrong with paying for physics tutoring? These days, every child has to take extra classes. People should do things their age should do... Unlike someone who gave a public welfare lecture and then went to a strange boy's house to do something unclear!"

Professor Ye suddenly shouted harshly, staring at Ye Sheng with sharp sarcasm in his eyes.

The latter's eyes wandered and he was in a daze.

The auntie across from me, a familiar face, gave an awkward, peacemaking smile: "Haha, not really, not really. That's all just gossip online. Shengsheng knows what's going on and is sensible."

"Wow, so sensible!"

Professor Ye gave Ye Sheng a sarcastic look and walked away quickly.

Ye Sheng followed behind indifferently.

I've gotten used to being ridiculed by my mother in front of outsiders.

She has long legs and can keep up with her mother's angry pace.

It was chilly in the small private room. The heating in the room was not working. There were only four or five thin pieces of furniture standing there alone. Ye Sheng couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing this, Professor Ye put his cashmere coat on his daughter.

Ye Sheng wanted to refuse, but the other party's determined look made him swallow back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Forget it.

Satisfy this pathetic woman's pathetic desire for control, hehe.

The table was a round table from an old-fashioned restaurant, with a glass turntable in the middle. The mother and daughter sat two seats apart, bored and silent, the atmosphere becoming awkward as usual.

Fortunately, the waiter came with a tray and served the food quickly.

"West Lake water shield soup, wood ear mushroom and yam, celery and shrimp, all of which you like."

"I don't like to eat."

"Eat less spicy food in the future. How can you eat such greasy food in the destiny of the stars? You need to calm your mind and clear your lungs."

"Oh."

"Drink quickly." "I'm full."

"Drink some, dear."

Ye Sheng looked at his mother blankly, realizing that she had probably entered the rhythm of playing the role of "loving mother and filial daughter". He sighed slightly and picked up the spoon to drink the water shield soup.

It tastes so bad.

It was too bland, and had an unpleasant fishy smell peculiar to freshwater plants.

By the way, can water shield be stir-fried with spicy food?
It doesn't seem to work.

So she doesn't like to eat.

However, past experiences with his mother told Ye Sheng that it would be better to go along with her, otherwise Professor Ye would cause more trouble.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

At worst, I could just go home and vomit it out, then wait until Professor Ye fell asleep late at night and secretly eat some of the spicy strips hidden under the bed.

The plan goes through!
"Don't you have anything you want to explain to me?" Professor Ye crossed his arms over his chest, looking like he was interrogating a suspect of cheating on the final exam.

"You wouldn't believe it even if I explained it to you."

"Oh, how do you know I don't believe it if you don't tell me?"

"hehe."

"Why do you make it seem like I did something wrong? Think about it with your conscience. Has your mother been helping you manage all the recent academic conferences, paper publications, and other public appearances? And yet you ran over to a male classmate's house in the middle of the night..."

"Not late at night."

"Then why did someone photograph you going to school in Li Xingming's car this morning?"

"I went to his house this morning."

"What to do?"

"Let's eat snail rice noodle."

"..."

Professor Ye had a face that looked like he was actually amused. "Ye Sheng, do you think your mother is stupid? You ran to a wild man's house early in the morning to eat snail noodles. Why do you like spicy food so much?"

"I do like spicy food." Ye Sheng paused, "Also, Li Xingming is not a wild man."

"Can you say that again?"

"Li Xingming is not a wild man. He has a deep understanding of supernatural history and rune configurations. I enjoy communicating with him."

After the words fell, the room fell into a sticky silence.

Professor Ye's eyes were about to spit fire, which reminded Ye Sheng of the elite extraordinary creature in the contaminated area that he had captured that night, the Granite Mechanical Hound. It could also spit fire.

Ugh.

In fact, Ye Sheng rarely refutes Professor Ye's words at the level of value judgment.

What is "refutation at the value judgment level"?

For example, her mother said that she went to Li Xingming's house late at night, and she retorted that she went there in the morning. This is an objective fact and does not involve subjective emotional tendencies.

However, it is difficult to be objective about the question of "Is Li Xingming a wild man?"

This guy has a very bad reputation, and his status in the Li family's direct line is purely marginal, even lower than some favored side branches.

Ye Sheng thinks he is good, but it is meaningless. It is difficult for people to understand each other, and human hearts are the most difficult things to control in the world, just like she cannot control the thoughts of those stupid netizens in the "Anti-Ye Sheng Bar" and the "National Science Affiliated High School Insider Bar".

It was like she couldn't change her mother's opinion of Li Xingming. In fact, she knew it very well before she opened her mouth.

But Ye Sheng still couldn't help but speak for Li Xingming. She was Ye Wanqin's daughter, and it was her bad luck that she was maliciously speculated by Ye Wanqin. Li Xingming had done nothing wrong.

Even if she has to endure her mother's wrath for this, it doesn't matter.

Li Xingming deserves it.

He is the Sun Knight of Justice, hehe.

(End of this chapter)