Fiancé is domineering

Chapter 100 No, I Have a Fiancee? ! 12
Or, he lost interest in me and stopped looking for me?
Alone in the room, I kept daydreaming that I was going to be driven crazy by Mu Yingmo.

"Xiao Yuan, why are you lying on the bed? Look, your hair is all messed up. Your aunt and his son will be here in a while. Get up quickly and change into nice clothes and comb your hair better." Mom walked in and said.

I lazily responded.

"understood."

If Mu Yingmo was willing to tell me not to meet that boy, I would definitely find a way to avoid him. Since he refused to say anything, why should I avoid him?

It's better to know a friend than a bastard like him.

After changing clothes and combing hair, my mother came in again and shouted, "Xiao Yuan, come out quickly, the guests will arrive soon."

I put down my comb and was about to go out when I stopped at the door.

If it's an ordinary guest, of course it's fine. The point is, this meeting is a half-blind date, and I'm only a few months away from turning eighteen. It's so awkward when I think about it.

Just because of Mu Yingmo, I was so angry that I didn't think so much. When I thought about meeting them soon, I started to feel weird.

"Forget it, just treat it as an ordinary guest, why think so much!" I muttered, sorted out my emotions and walked out.

Just in time, my mother went to open the door, and a woman in her forties came in. She was wearing jewelry or something, and she looked rich.

It's not that the family is in trouble, it can't be like what Youli said, what's wrong with the boy?
I thought, and my expression couldn't help but exaggerate.

"Xiao Yuan, what are you still standing there for, come here quickly."

My mother's cry caught my attention, and I hurried forward, and said to the aunt in embarrassment, "Auntie, hello, welcome to my house."

"Hey, this is Xiaoyuan?" The aunt looked at me very fondly, "The last time I saw her, it was not long after she was full moon, and now she has become a little adult, how time flies. .”

"Yeah, it's been more than ten years." My mother also sighed, and said, "Come on, Sister Wen, sit down first."

"Okay." The aunt replied.

(End of this chapter)