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Their eyes met.

The living room lights were soft at that moment.

Ruan Xueqing leaned slightly forward towards Tu Yuan.

As Ruan Xueqing drew closer, Tu Yuan could even clearly see the fine downy hairs on her jade-like skin.

You can also see the intensity and tension in Ruan Xueqing's eyes.

Tu Yuan was affected by Ruan Xueqing's nervousness.

His breathing quickened unconsciously, and his expression became somewhat tense.

My mouth even felt dry.

"Tu Yuan, you..."

Knock knock.

Just then, a knock on the door interrupted Ruan Xueqing's words.

The two were startled by the knocking.

Then they all turned their gaze toward the entrance hall of the living room.

"Tu Yuan, are you there? Is my Qingqing here with you?"

The voice was gentle and magnetic, but it carried a chill in Tu Yuan's ears.

Because the owner of this voice is Ruan Xueqing's mother, Zheng Peiling.

Upon hearing this sound, Ruan Xueqing instantly sprang up from the sofa.

She stomped her foot heavily, appearing somewhat exasperated.

"Mom! I'm here!"

"You're already at the door, what are you asking?"

Ruan Xueqing's voice was filled with anger.

Doesn't she understand her own mother?

He was probably already standing at the door, deliberately knocking at this moment to interrupt what she was about to say.

Despite her anger, Ruan Xueqing still walked quickly towards the door.

Tu Yuan quickly stood up and followed him up.

Ruan Xueqing stomped her feet on the floor, making a loud thumping sound.

Reaching the door, I turned the doorknob and the door opened instantly.

Tu Yuan looked at the figure at the door and quickly said:

"Hello, Aunt Zheng!"

Ruan Xueqing tightened her lips and her face showed displeasure.

He looked at Zheng Peiling without saying a word.

Zheng Peiling bears a striking resemblance to Ruan Xueqing. She is wearing a dark A-line skirt with the hem of her black fitted top tucked into the skirt.

Her hair was styled in a classic updo.

The faint wrinkles between her eyebrows and eyes indicate that she is not young, but her face is still fair and delicate, which is obviously due to proper skin care.

Compared to Ruan Xueqing's youthful beauty, Zheng Peiling gives off a much more dignified and elegant vibe.

She first looked at Tu Yuan, a polite smile on her face, and nodded slightly:

"Tu Yuan!"

"It's been a long time since I've seen you. You look even more elegant than before."

Tu Yuan quickly replied with a smile:

"Thank you, Aunt Zheng. I'm truly flattered by your kind words."

"However, compared to Aunt Zheng's elegance, I am still far behind."

Zheng Peiling glanced at Tu Yuan with obvious surprise at his answer.

It seems that entering the workforce is a better way to hone one's character.

If it were the old Tu Yuan, he certainly wouldn't have said such a thing.

At this moment, she looked at Ruan Xueqing, who was blocking the doorway and looked furious.

The smile on his face didn't fade; in fact, it grew even brighter.

"Qingqing, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

"No!"

Ruan Xueqing practically choked out those two words through her teeth.

At this moment, Tu Yuan gently patted Ruan Xueqing's shoulder.

Looking at Zheng Peiling, he said:

"Aunt Zheng! Please don't stand outside. Come in, sit down, and have some water."

Tu Yuan's tone was respectful to his elders, yet not overly reserved.

"Look, even Tu Yuan cares about me more than you do!"

Ruan Xueqing snorted coldly:

"You don't need me to feel sorry for you!"

Ruan Xueqing was extremely dissatisfied with Zheng Peiling's appearance.

Even if Zheng Peiling turns and leaves now, the atmosphere between her and Tu Yuan will never be the same as it was before.

Tu Yuan also understood that Zheng Peiling's extremely coincidental timing in knocking on the door was actually a way of making a statement.

He remembered that many years ago, Zheng Peiling was a third-level mentalist. After so many years, Zheng Peiling had most likely broken through to become a fourth-level mentalist.

His words and actions with Ruan Xueqing inside the house were probably perceived by Zheng Peiling through her mental powers as if they were live-streamed.

If it weren't for Zheng Peiling's sudden appearance.

The unspoken understanding between him and Ruan Xueqing has definitely been broken.

Zheng Peiling simply rolled her eyes at Ruan Xueqing's words and didn't take them too seriously.

Then she looked at Tu Yuan:

"Tu Yuan, are you available right now?"

"There are some things I'd like to talk to you about in private."

Before Tu Yuan could reply, Ruan Xueqing immediately appeared in front of him and shielded him behind her.

"He's not available!"

Zheng Peiling didn't say anything, but looked at Tu Yuan with a smile.

They completely ignored Ruan Xueqing.

Meeting Zheng Peiling's gaze, Tu Yuan thought to himself.

It is a blessing, not a curse, but a curse that cannot be avoided!

We always have to get through this hurdle.

Thinking of this, Tu Yuan calmed down instead.

Tu Yuan pressed on Ruan Xueqing's shoulder and gently pushed her away.

His gaze met Zheng Peiling's without flinching.

Seeing this, Zheng Peiling nodded to herself.

If Tu Yuan hides behind her daughter and doesn't step forward, he'll be a coward.

Then she really didn't want to give Tu Yuan any chance at all.

Ruan Xueqing's father had more than one child, but she only had one daughter.

When it comes to such important life decisions, she has to think about her daughter.

"Qingqing! The car is at the entrance of the residential area, please get in!"

"I'll be down in a bit."

Ruan Xueqing did not answer, but turned to look at Tu Yuan.

The worry and grievance in his eyes were not concealed in the slightest.

"It's alright, Auntie is a reasonable person, she won't do anything to me."

"You may leave now. See you tomorrow."

Ruan Xueqing stared at Tu Yuan for a few seconds.

He then nodded.

"I'll wait for you at the entrance of your police station tomorrow!"

After speaking, Ruan Xueqing turned and glanced at Zheng Peiling again.

She said earnestly:

"Mom! I have no objection to you talking to Tu Yuan alone!"

"But you need to speak politely, and avoid saying anything unpleasant!"

"Otherwise, I'll never talk to you again!"

After saying that, Ruan Xueqing glanced at Tu Yuan with reluctance, changed into her own shoes, and then walked downstairs.

After Ruan Xueqing came downstairs, Zheng Peiling smiled helplessly and gently shook her head as she looked at Tu Yuan:

"A daughter is no longer under her mother's control once she grows up."

As he spoke, he stepped into the room and stood in the entryway, asking:

Do I need to change my shoes?

Tu Yuan quickly said:

"It's alright! Aunt Zheng, you don't need to change your shoes, just come in."

"Alright, thank you for your trouble."

"Aunt Zheng, what are you saying? I'm more than happy that you're willing to come to my house; I wouldn't want to cause you any trouble."

"Aunt Zheng, please sit on the sofa first, I'll get you some water."

"No need! Please sit down, I just want to chat with you for a bit."

"I'll leave after we finish talking."

Zheng Peiling walked straight to the sofa and sat down, then looked at Tu Yuan.

In fact, from the perspective of character and personality alone, Zheng Peiling was satisfied with Tu Yuan.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have allowed Ruan Xueqing to get so close to Tu Yuan all these years.

But now they are both over twenty years old and no longer children.

Some things need to be clearly communicated beforehand.

Tu Yuan did not stop. He poured Zheng Peiling a glass of warm water and placed it on the coffee table in front of her.

He then sat down on the other side of the sofa, sitting very upright, like a student listening to a lecture.

"Tu Yuan, do you like Qingqing? I mean the kind of liking between a man and a woman!"

Zheng Peiling's words almost made Tu Yuan lose his composure.