Song Song raised a hand to scratch her head, "What's wrong with my mom? She feels weird... Hey! What were you all talking about just now?"
Xiao Jinghuai grabbed the keys from the coffee table with one hand, "Nothing much, just some family chit-chat."
"Family chit-chat? What kind of chit-chat?"
The more casually he spoke, the more curious she became.
Xiao Jinghuai squinted and suddenly leaned closer to Song Song, "She asked me to take good care of you."
"..."
Song Song thought this man was impressive; it turns out convincing a future mother-in-law only takes the time to wash dishes—
She had previously thought Ms. Song would be hard to deal with, but now it seems not so much.
She actually sold her own daughter in such a short time.
"I'm really leaving, will you see me off?"
"What's there to see off!" Song Song crossed her arms, pouting, "Your car is parked outside, just a mere twenty-something steps away..."
