After finally watching for about five minutes, she couldn't help it anymore, "Why haven't I seen Mianmian until now? Where has she gone?"
Lu Anyi said, "If nothing else happens, I might be playing in Ivan's room."
"Sang Ke, go and see if she is here and ask her to come down. I have something to tell her."
Ms. Ye hopes that her daughter-in-law will be eager to do so and will not care too much. If her son does not take the initiative, she will force her to do so.
No matter what she said this time, she couldn't let him go.
She and Cheng Peiyang are getting older day by day, and everything is good. Their only concern is this son.
If he was just as anxious as a normal thirty-four or five-year-old busy unmarried man, she wouldn't be so worried.
But he is not. He has been married once, and it has been four or five years and he has not yet come out of it.
If someone is not married until they are thirty-four or five years old, at least they have thought about getting married, but they just haven’t found the right one.
He refused everyone entry because of guilt and self-blame. He was punishing himself.
How could a mother like her not feel distressed?
Ms. Ye frowned, with a hint of melancholy between her eyebrows.
Cheng Shenke stood up after hearing this.
Ms. Ye was overjoyed when she saw this, thinking that he was going to find Pei Ruomian upstairs.
What he didn't expect was that Cheng Yanke glanced at the time on the big clock in Pei Yifeng's living room, and then said to Ms. Ye, "Mom, it's getting late, let's go back."
Mianmian is a super saint and can think things through. All he has to do is stay away from her as much as possible and let her forget.
He habitually put one hand in his trouser pocket, glanced at everyone sitting on the sofa, nodded slightly to them, and curled his lips with a faint smile.
Then he walked towards the gate.
Ms. Ye watched her son leave without looking back and sighed in disappointment.
Then he got up and said hello to everyone together with Cheng Peiyang and left.
Regarding the matter of Pei Ruomian and Cheng Shenke, Wan Qianqian has been confused. What is going on?
She also found it strange that her daughter seemed to be in a bad mood during dinner today, and now she was hiding upstairs and wouldn't come down.
"Yao Yi, what happened? What happened to Mianmian and that boy? Why do you look like a young couple having an quarrel with me?"
Ms. Wan knows how to ask questions without shame.
And there is a ready-made Mr. Know-It-All at home.
Hearing this, Lu Anyi asked with a smile, "Is this how you and Yao Yi get into trouble? You hide in the room and Yao Yi leaves?"
Thousands of "..."
Yao Yi glanced at Wan Qianqian, then looked at Lu Anyi, and raised his lips into a meaningful smile.
Cheng Peiyang's family left, there were fewer people, and the atmosphere in the living room felt much colder.
"I said you two haven't gone upstairs to sleep, why are you wasting your time sitting here?" Lu Anyi looked at Pei Mochen and Zhang Mofei reproachfully.
It’s a beautiful time, why don’t you hurry up and work hard to create people, and spend your time here with the older generation?
Don’t they know that a moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold?
It seems that they need to be given a task, otherwise they will not take it seriously.
Zhang Mofei obeyed, "Yes, go right away."
In fact, she was really sleepy. She didn't sleep all night last night and had another hard day today. She was so tired.
Pulling Pei Mochen up, she put her arms around his waist affectionately, and said to Yao Yi and Wan Qianqian with a smile, "Uncle, aunt, let's go wash and sleep first, and you can chat for a while."
"Go, go, you two, work harder." Wan Qianqian waved to them and smiled ambiguously.
