"Xichen, such an amazing big shot, can he like you?"
Now, even Pan's mother is a little less confident. Just now she said that Fred must like her. Now, she can't help but doubt. Why would such an outstanding man like her daughter?
"Yes, Mom, that's why I feel that he may not like me."
Xichen also sighed from the side.
But soon, Pan's mother regained her confidence.
"No, I believe what that boy said is true."
When Pan's mother said this, she suddenly regained her confidence: "Look, those little girls outside now don't have too many tricks. An honest little girl like you is beautiful and has a good personality.
, it’s not surprising that he would fall in love with you. Haha, in the final analysis, we are the parents who educate us well."
The more Pan's mother talked, the more she felt justified, and the smile on her face became a little wider than before.
"Come on, let's go up quickly. It's getting late and we don't want our prospective son-in-law to go hungry."
While saying this, Pan's mother had already pulled Xichen and walked upstairs quickly.
Xichen, on the other hand, looked stunned and surprised that his mother had changed so drastically, and he was completely passively pulled by her towards the elevator.
The two took the elevator to the seventh floor. When Pan's mother opened the door, Xichen saw Pan's father and Fred talking to each other. They seemed to be chatting very happily.
Seeing them coming back, Pan's father said in a good mood: "You are back. If you don't come back, I will go out to eat with Fred."
"Haha, isn't this market far away?" Pan's mother said with a smile, and then she ordered, "Old man, come here, come to the kitchen and help me."
"Mom, let me help you." Xichen didn't want to be alone with Fred at this time, so she said quickly.
"Why are you joining in the fun? Please greet the guests properly," Pan's mother said with a look on her face, and then looked at Fred with a smile, "Fred, let Xichen take you to her room.
Let’s go and have a look.”
"Okay, I understand." Fred smiled and nodded.
Pan's mother agreed, and then she and Pan's father closed the kitchen door together and began to prepare today's dinner.
The living room suddenly became quiet, and you could vaguely hear Pan's father and Pan's mother chattering in the kitchen, but you couldn't hear them clearly.
Seeing Xichen standing at the door and refusing to come in, Fred curled his lips and said, "Xichen, come here."
Seeing this, Xichen said with a vigilant look: "Why did you ask me to come over?"
Seeing her defensive look, Fred's face darkened and he said, "What are you afraid of? I won't eat you. Besides, you and I have done what we should do. What are you afraid of?"
When he said these words, there was always a sinister smile on his handsome face. However, his eyes were locked tightly on Xichen as if he was free.
Xichen thought for a while, and it seemed that what he said was right, so he didn't hesitate anymore and walked directly to sit next to him.
However, little did he know that as soon as she sat down, Fred stretched out his arms and took her whole body into his arms.
"Xichen, you went shopping with your mother just now, didn't you say anything?"
This is what Fred is most worried about. He is afraid that if she says something wrong, Pan's mother will have a bad impression of him.
"What about you? What did you say to my father?"
Xichen raised her head slightly, but struggled with her body, trying to break free from his arms. However, after struggling for a long time, she could not break free. It was all because Fred held her too tightly, making it impossible for her to escape.
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After struggling for a long time to no avail, Xichen had no choice but to stop struggling.
Fred felt her compliance and felt more at ease.
"I didn't say anything to your father. I just told you how much I miss you in the three months since you left England."
Everything Fred said was almost always true. He could make it up if it was false, but he was afraid that Xichen would tell the truth.
So, he just told Pan's father how much he missed Xichen in the three months since she left. How his days seemed like years.
Others said nothing.
"I didn't say anything to my mother. She just asked me if I liked you."
Xichen also confessed honestly.
"Then how did you answer?" A smile appeared on Fred's lips, and he looked at the little girl who was leaning docilely on his arms.
"Humph, of course I said I don't like you."
Xichen pursed his lips and turned his head away, his face not even red when he lied.
But who is Fred? If Xichen really said that, how could Pan's mother's character allow him to sit here so comfortably? I'm afraid he would have been kicked out long ago.
However, he did not expose her. Instead, he said: "Xichen, didn't your mother want you to take me to the room where you lived when you were a child?"
"Do you want to go?" Xichen raised his head and looked into his blue eyes. There was no joke in either of their eyes at this moment, and all four pupils were filled with seriousness.
"Well, of course I want to take a look." Fred replied matter-of-factly.
"Okay, come with me."
Xichen said, holding Fred's hand, and the two of them walked towards the room where she had lived for nineteen years.
This is a room that is only about fifteen square meters. Compared with the room Fred prepared for her, this room is really too small.
However, it was precisely this kind of room that gave Fred a very warm feeling as soon as he walked in.
The walls of this room are all pink. The snow-white European-style bed and the snow-white furniture look great together with the pink color.
"Xichen, how long has it been since you stayed in this room?"
Fred let go of Xichen's hand and walked inside alone, looking here and there.
"About four years or so."
Xichen thought for a while and then said.
I have not been here for four years, but nothing here has changed.
All the furniture was cleaned and cleaned.
Needless to say, she also knew that this must be the credit of her parents.
Both her parents are actually very mean-spirited, and she can always feel their love for her.
So, this is why she is so sensible.
Even when she was abroad, almost all her living expenses were earned by herself. She rarely asked her parents for money.
Although the family's economic conditions are indeed quite good in China. However, compared with the consumption level in the UK, that little money seems very small, very small, and it has no effect at all.
Therefore, in order not to let her parents worry about money, she has always relied on working and receiving scholarships to earn living expenses.
