Wang Mu's words betrayed no emotion, but Wang Xinxin knew her mother.
If she really disliked him, she would have driven Chen Zhengnian away long ago.
The weight on her heart finally lifted—at least halfway.
'It looks like Mom is finally starting to give in.'
Chen Zhengnian reacted in a flash, immediately replying in a clear voice, "Thank you, Auntie. I appreciate you letting me impose for the next few days."
His face showed no particular expression. He maintained his usual steady and composed look.
But the hand holding Wang Xinxin's quietly tightened.
Wang Xinxin could feel Chen Zhengnian's excitement, and she gently tickled his palm with her fingertips.
Chen Zhengnian looked down at her, the corners of his lips pulling into a faint smile.
Wang Mu said no more. She stood up, walked to the kitchen, and started preparing lunch.
Wang Xinxin's guess was right. Her mother was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
