The 13th floor of the World Trade Center, Chumu omakase.
"Ms. Zhu, I've ordered the food, what do you want to eat?" A handsome young man in a windbreaker named Zhao Ying was looking down at the menu.
"Anything is fine." The woman he called Miss Zhu was the woman who Ning Youguang helped snatch back the bag.
My surname is Zhu, and I am now Mrs. Zhao.
At this moment, the expression on Mrs. Zhao's face was very complicated, full of regret and regret.
"Alas..." She picked up the teacup and put it down again, "I have a bad appetite. Honey, please order less."
Zhao Ying smiled good-naturedly, "Then I'll order a solo craftsman for you."
"It's all right." Mrs. Zhao's mind was not on eating or drinking at all, "Baby, you are such a beautiful school girl. Why didn't you tell me before that there are such beautiful girls in your school?"
The little girl?"
"I told you." Zhao Ying laughed.
"When did you say that? Why don't I remember?" Mrs. Zhao's almond-shaped eyes slightly opened.
"When I first started my junior year, I told you several times that a very good-looking junior girl with excellent academic performance came to our school's psychology department."
"..." Mrs. Zhao was stuck.
My son must have said this before.
But the speaker means it, but the listener has no intention.
Several years have passed, and she now only vaguely remembers her son's time. Indeed, he always told her that there was a very outstanding junior girl in the school club. As for the rest, she did not remember it at all.
After being stunned for a long time, she looked at her son and sighed, "Humph, you just mentioned it casually, how can I remember so much?"
——"Besides, are you a school girl who is very good-looking? She is a fairy that cannot be matched by thousands of people, right? You should have told me at that time that a little fairy came to your school. I will definitely remember it clearly.
Clearly!"
"Mom." Zhao Ying's head hurt at his mother's arrogant words, "Shall we talk some sense? It's so beautiful. I think the wording is very precise."
Mrs. Zhao couldn't refute this, but she was still a little angry, "You mentioned to me before that your club has an outstanding junior girl, but every time you talk about her, you talk about the things you did in the club.
, I didn’t even take it to heart.”
"She and I just met in the club. If we don't talk about the club, what else can I say about her?" Zhao Ying was dumbfounded by Mrs. Zhao's resentful eyes.
Mrs. Zhao looked at her son with even more resentment, "Your temperament is exactly like your father's! Apart from work and study, your brain is not bright at all, ugh..."
Zhao Ying chuckled and shook his head, "Working and studying, just doing these two things well, I already feel like my brain is not working well."
"Huh!" Mrs. Zhao turned her head away, not bothering to look at her son who was not on the same channel as her, "Drinking tea, I feel very blocked."
Zhao Ying is very tolerant of his mother's temperament from time to time.
He reached out and gently touched the outer wall of the teacup that the waiter poured, "It's a bit hot, please drink it slowly."
My son is still a sensible and obedient good son, except...
Mrs. Zhao turned her head, the anger on her rich and graceful face disappeared, and she began to sigh again, "My baby is so good, it would be better if I could find a good girlfriend."
"Mom..." Zhao Ying looked helpless, "Didn't you promise to be an enlightened parent? Why did you suddenly mention this?"
"I feel bad." Mrs. Zhao touched the bag placed aside and puffed up her face, "I had a thrilling day today, and my mood was also ups and downs. I feel very uncomfortable now~"
"Should I call your husband and ask him to come over and accompany you?" Zhao Ying's eyes turned slightly and she picked up the phone.
Mrs. Zhao immediately held down her son's hand as he prepared to make a phone call, "Who wants to keep the old man company?"
"Then what do you need to do to feel better?" Zhao Ying looked troubled, "I just got a call from the police station saying that the robber was caught. We will have someone check his case record later to ensure that he can be the boss in his life.
Have you traveled through time?"
"Who cares about him?" Mrs. Zhao glared.
"Then your bag wasn't lost, shouldn't you be happy?" Zhao Ying asked slowly.
"I was very happy..." Mrs. Zhao looked at her son's handsome face, her eyes were extremely complicated, "But now I'm not happy."
"Why are you unhappy? Tell me." Zhao Ying coaxed with a good temper.
"The daughter-in-law I just fell in love with disappeared within half an hour." Mrs. Zhao went through countless detours, but she still couldn't hide her inner feelings.
She was completely downcast.
In fact, Zhao Ying sensed her mother's little thoughts when she frantically called him to betray her. The reason why he had the patience to tease her for so long was because he wanted to force her mother's true thoughts out.
"The daughter-in-law you like?" he asked slowly, "are you talking about classmate Ning?"
"Otherwise?" Mrs. Zhao felt like she had lost tens of billions when she thought that the little girl who looked like a fairy and was so agile had a boyfriend.
feels awful.
"The top scorer in the college entrance examination in Jincheng, a professor at the National University of Science and Technology who received the title of professor at the age of 26, and a beautiful face. What else can such an outstanding girl do if she doesn't want to be a wife?"
"Mom, you are right." Zhao Ying curled her lips and nodded, "I also think she is suitable for IKEA."
"You?" Mrs. Zhao's eyes lit up instantly.
"But you saw..." Zhao Ying took off her glasses, leaned back on the chair, and sighed regretfully, "It's so good that the little girl from IKEA is now in someone else's house."
"I saw it." Mrs. Zhao came closer to her son, "That's why I feel uncomfortable."
"How can I not feel uncomfortable?" Zhao Ying slowly put his glasses back on.
"Yeah, how can I not feel uncomfortable?" Mrs. Zhao tilted her head and thought, "That boyfriend of hers is also good-looking."
At this point, she turned to look at her son again, "To be honest, I think that boy is better looking than you. You, a school girl, have a smart mind and good eyesight..."
"A bunch of raw cud, he is like jade, he is really good-looking." Zhao Ying raised her hand to support her nose and chuckled softly.
At the same time, I recalled in my mind the face of the young man holding Ning Youguang that I just saw downstairs. It was difficult to describe with pen and ink, but it was unforgettable.
What made him most interesting was the look in his eyes.
A pair of very beautiful glasses, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are obviously smiling, but the emotions overflowing from the eyes are like undercurrents, like sharp knives, like rain and dew, and the beautiful sculpted facial features are even more attractive.
"I remembered, I seem to have seen him before." Zhao Ying said playfully.
"Do you know Youguang's boyfriend?" Mrs. Zhao asked in surprise.
"I don't know him." Zhao Ying slowly shook his head, "I once accidentally saw a school girl video chatting with him." 1314