"By the way, are you free lately?" Zhou Xitong suddenly asked.

Chen Hao thought that she wanted to give herself a chance to make money, so he nodded his head. He could do it at any time.

Obviously, Bing Xueming's clever Zhou Xitong saw that Chen Hao had misunderstood and quickly explained: "it's not what you think, it's my mother who wants to see you..."

"Ah? My mother-in-law wants to see me, so I have to be well prepared. "

Chen Hao suddenly has a sense of mission. Although there is an old saying that his mother-in-law is more satisfied with his son-in-law, it is related to whether he can marry Zhou Xitong in the future.

"Last time you sold ginseng, my mother had a good body, so she wanted to know about you."

Zhou Xitong's white face flushed slightly, and rarely showed a shy expression. The more she said, the lower her voice. Obviously, she didn't believe this excuse.

Zhou's mother went to see Chen Hao this time. In fact, she wanted to see what her daughter's new boyfriend looked like. Although Zhou Xitong kept everyone's relationship with Chen Hao secret, as the mother who knew her daughter best, how could she not see her daughter's recent changes?

Zhou Xitong used to go out early and come back late. He usually wears ol suits and skirts and other work clothes. It's a simple way to make up. He always talks with his mother about work.

However, just over half a month ago, Zhou Xitong suddenly seems to have changed her personality. She likes to buy some beautiful clothes and make-up. She has a much gentler style and sometimes stares at her mobile phone and giggles. This is the usual performance of a little girl when she first falls in love. Although Zhou xitong is more than 20 years old, she has never been in love, which is understandable.

Zhou's mother, as a passer-by, could not see it. In addition, when she came home yesterday, Zhou Xitong was a little unnatural when she walked, so her mother knew it very well. So she said that she would let Zhou Xitong bring people back. She had no chance to see them. She could not even hide them, so she had to do it.

Chen Hao, however, understood that when he went to meet his future mother-in-law this time, he was sure to show it. So he asked Zhou Xitong what his mother-in-law usually liked.

"My mother usually believes in Buddhism, eats fast, and goes out for a gathering among Buddhist friends. She doesn't have any special preference." Zhou Xitong said.

A person is afraid that he doesn't have much need. For those who are devoted to Buddhism, he needs even less. Last time, Chen Hao accompanied Zhou Xitong to buy a Buddhist bead bracelet. This time, if he gives it back, he has to reconsider.

To give a gift, you have to send it to the other party's heart. Zhou Xitong gives a broad answer, and Chen Hao needs to make his own decisions.

"I'll have a look at my mother's picture." Chen Hao had the cheek to "draw" the relationship between them.

"We're not in that relationship yet. Don't call my mother that when you see her." Zhou Xitong was shy and anxious.

"Ha ha."

Chen haole can't help it. He likes to tease Zhou Xitong the most. Unexpectedly, she will take the bait at once. It's really fun to see a powerful woman in the business world and such a little woman.

Zhou Xitong is also concerned about chaos, after the reaction, on the "vicious" stare at Chen Hao, however, the eyes, said to be flirting is almost the same.

But she still took out her mobile phone and showed Chen Hao a picture of her mother.

In the photo, a woman in plain clothes is sitting dignified. She looks like she is in her fifties. There is Zhou Xitong's charm between her eyebrows. There is no doubt that she is her mother, but because she has been ill all the year round, her face is not very good, and she is very thin.

"Why is my mother so thin?" Chen Hao asked.

"Mother has been sick, and only eat fast food, her appetite is small, a little malnutrition." Zhou Xitong sighed, but she didn't realize that there was no objection to Chen Hao's name of "our mother". Maybe she had acquiesced in their relationship.

"Yes, in addition to giving my mother some Buddhist treasures, I'll invite her to a fast meal. What do you think?" Chen Hao had a whim.

"Yes, but my mother has no appetite for any kind of food, so she eats white rice, and those greasy fast meals are even worse." Zhou Xitong said sadly.

"It depends on who does it. I know a good cook."

"Oh? Really? "

"Of course, it's true. Do you remember when I opened the shop, I told you that the beautiful woman was my cook?" Chen Hao refers to Xia Jing.

Women's brain circuits have always been very strange, they can automatically filter key information, and they are particularly sensitive to their sweetheart's "opposite sex".

Zhou Xitong immediately said: "you mean the girl from xiongda? Do you men like women with good figure? "

Chen Hao was speechless: "what are you talking about? I mean, Xia Jing's ancestor is the imperial chef. The dishes are excellent. If I ask her to cook fast food, my mother will like it."

"Answer me, do you like big girls?"

Zhou Xitong didn't speak. She was staring at Chen Hao. She was still struggling with the problem just now.

Chen Hao's two hands spread out: "well, I solemnly answer, your is very big, I am very satisfied."

"Hooligans!"

Zhou Xitong spat, but he also agreed with Chen Hao's suggestion and invited his mother to have dinner.

So it's settled. The time is tomorrow evening, so that Chen Hao can prepare gifts and fast meals in advance. As for the place to eat, it's simply in Zhonghua garden. At that time, his mother can see Chen Hao's industry.

So they left the meeting room, but before leaving, Chen Hao made a mark on Zhou Xitong's fragrant cheek.

"Oh, it's all your saliva!"

Zhou Xitong's complaint is coquettish and angry, which seems to be a special way of coquetry.