Mrs. Leng smiled slightly and said warmly: "You and Xin'er are already engaged. She will naturally live in our Leng family. It seems inappropriate for you to leave her to me, an old woman, as soon as you get home."
Leng Jianan was startled for a moment, and then said coldly: "There are many empty rooms in the house, mom, just arrange one as you like."
Mrs. Leng pushed Shen Weixin towards Leng Jianan's room and said: "Jianan, look what you said? Although it is an engagement, Xin'er is basically your wife, so she naturally wants to live with you
Even if today is your wedding night, do you want her to stay alone in the empty room?"
Leng Jianan suddenly turned sideways and blocked the door, with no intention of letting Shen Weixin in. She said insistently: "Mom, I have done everything you asked for."
An engagement is an engagement, not a marriage, so I won't live in the same room with Xin'er. I'm used to living alone, and I'm not used to the sudden addition of someone else."
Mrs. Leng's smile did not go away. Shen Weixin remained silent and looked slightly embarrassed.
"Jianan" Mrs. Leng called out loudly, "Isn't getting married sooner or later?"
"Mom, can you please stop forcing me?"
"Mom, I see the room next to Jianan is empty. Why don't you clean it up and let me move in first?" Shen Weixin suddenly said
Mom, she even changed her name to "Mom". Leng Jianan's expression became even colder, and the last trace of goodwill toward Shen Weixin disappeared. He said coldly: "I think Weixin's idea is good. Mom, I'm a little tired. I want to Let’s rest first”
Having said that, without waiting for Mrs. Leng to express her position, she closed the door.
Shen Weixin bit her lip slightly, he no longer called her Xin'er
Mrs. Leng frowned slightly as she was rejected, but she patted Shen Weixin's hand and said, "Then I'll offend you first, Xin'er."
She doesn't want to force her son to sleep in the same bed too much. Sooner or later, she doesn't have to be too hasty.
Shen Weixin helped Mrs. Leng go downstairs: "I talk to my mother every day, how can Xin'er feel wronged?"
"What a good boy." Mrs. Leng couldn't help laughing. Her sweet words make people happy.
Leng Jianan was sitting on the sofa holding her cell phone, feeling extremely annoyed. She couldn't calm down and stared at the hour hand on the wall as the minutes passed by.
At eleven o'clock, without any sleep, Leng Jianan stood up, grabbed his suit jacket, opened the door and went downstairs. Still quietly, he passed through the dimly lit hall and gently opened the door of the villa.