Without Lan Xin by her side, she would be too lonely. How could she survive the day?
Leng Qirui was prepared and made his decision with a smile, "Mommy, move in with me and let me take good care of you. Don't you want to live with me?"
Qingting raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. He arranged it very carefully and had a thorough plan.
Leng's mother was a little moved by what her son said. She spent very little time with her son, and it was rare to see her son even when she stayed in H City.
But she glanced at Qingting, feeling a little unhappy, "What about her? I don't like her, and I don't want to live with her."
No one wants a daughter-in-law like a girl who is too strong.
Qingting was ashamed. How could she think they were already living together?
Leng Qirui's eyes flashed, "She has her own family and doesn't live with us."
"Oh well."
The meal was tasteless. As soon as Lan Xin left, Leng's mother was in a depressed mood. No matter how much her son amused her, the atmosphere was still very depressing.
Qing Ting didn't want to get in trouble and pretended to be deaf and silent to eat her food. Without Lan Xin around to make decisions, Leng's mother was not that difficult to deal with. Except that she still couldn't accept Qing Ting, she didn't have any ideas.
I listen to my son in everything.
After dinner, we went all the way back with the car. When we got out of the car, Leng Qirui jumped out of the car first and helped his mother down. Before he could open the other door, Qingting had already gotten out of the car.
All the way from the parking lot to the elevator entrance, the mother and son were talking and laughing in front, while Qingting followed behind, silent.
After entering the elevator, Leng Qirui pressed the "floor" button. Leng's mother looked at Qingting, who was playing with his mobile phone with his head lowered, and couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Arui, why is she following us? Did you really not lie to me?"
Qingting pretended not to hear and was minding his own business. Leng Qirui's head ached, and he asked patiently, "Mommy, don't you believe your only son?"
Leng's mother was a little panicked and waved her hands repeatedly, "Of course not, Ari, don't be angry."
When she was anxious, her face turned red and she was at a loss. She looked like a girl who had done something wrong. She was really pitiful.
No matter how many complaints Leng Qirui had, he couldn't say them out, and he still had to coax her with a smile on his face.
When they arrived at the (floor), Qingting took the lead and walked out, waving casually. "I'm going home. Goodbye, both of you."
No matter what he thought about it, she didn't want to interfere.
Leng Qirui took two quick steps and wanted to hold her, but he hesitated and endured it. "Okay, let's go to bed early."
Leng's mother watched helplessly as Qingting walked into the door on the right, with a strange look on her face, "She lives next door? Ask her to move out."
He opened the door and asked his mother to go first, "Mommy, she is free to live wherever she lives, and others have no right to interfere."
"But..." Leng's mother felt inexplicably uneasy. There were only two households on the entire floor, living opposite each other and too close to each other. "Then let's move."
Leng Qirui really doesn't know what his mother is struggling with, and he can't understand her thoughts, "But I like it here very much. Although the house is not big, it is enough for the mother and son. Come, take a look at the room I have prepared for you.
, is it beautiful? Do you like it?"
Not to mention, mother and son have never lived in such a small house. Mother Leng has lived in a mansion since she was born, rides in a luxury car, has servants to serve her, and has all the material comforts she deserves.
And apart from learning cooking skills when she was newly married to please her husband, she doesn’t know anything else.
Leng Qirui gave the master bedroom to his mother. The decoration was very warm and he put a lot of thought into it.