He held a vibrant bouquet of roses, heading upstairs...
Due to Ye Hao being overly focused and not having the eighth-generation system monitor the surrounding environment, he was unaware of what was happening downstairs or outside.
Xia Zhu, Mrs. Xia, and Xia Liu were sitting at the table eating. Mrs. Xia occasionally glanced at Xia Zhu, and after a long time, she asked, "Xiaozhu, do you like that boy?"
Mrs. Xia's words made Xia Liu frown slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Xia Zhu blushed a bit, neither affirming nor denying.
After a long while, Mrs. Xia spoke in a heartfelt manner, "Xiaozhu, he's not suitable for you. You haven't heard from him for a year or half a year, look at you, worrying about him has even turned some of your hair white. Is it worth it?"
"Mom, what are you talking about! Let's eat, the dishes are getting cold." Xia Zhu didn't want to discuss the topic further with her mother.
