Ming Mei's eyes were very bright when she spoke these words, her lips slightly curved with joy and confidence—in herself, and in her man.
Though she believed, as a woman, she still couldn't let other women go unguarded just because she trusted her man's attentiveness.
Xizeer nodded: "Mom said it, and of course, I believe it."
Ming Mei shook her head, she knows Xizeer well, even though he says so, his heart definitely doesn't think that way.
Ming Mei patted Xizeer's head and said: "You..."
Xizeer smiled and reached out, embracing Ming Mei's shoulder; "Mom, I want to eat your cooking for lunch."
Kang Chen said: "Alright, I'll cook it for you when we get home, look at how thin you've become, how can you manage like this, you're too thin, you won't be able to get a girlfriend later."
Xizeer touched his nose: "I'm just 16 this year, it's too early for a girlfriend."
