Chapter 564

An Zichen happily took Yan Nuoqi back to his home. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he saw an "uninvited guest" at home.

"Why are you here again?" An Zichen frowned at the man who appeared in his living room.

Yan Nuoqi stopped an Zichen. After all, the other party was an Zichen's mother. She didn't want to make their mother and son lose peace because of her own reasons: "Zichen, don't talk like that."

Ann's mother's expression was a little subtle. She thought it was the same smile: "you two are back."

"I don't know whether you have eaten or not. I made some for you. Why don't you try it? " An Mu's tone is somewhat flattering.

Yan Nuoqi looked at the other side. Sure enough, there was a fine lunch on the table. Yan Nuoqi knew that Ann's mother didn't like herself and was about to leave.

"Norch!" Before Ann Zichen could speak, Ann's mother first called Yan Nuoqi: "don't go, aunt Nuoqi has a lot of dishes. Just stay and eat together."

No one expected Ann's mother to say such words, and Yan Nuoqi was flattered: "is this... Appropriate?"

"What's not appropriate." Ann's mother walked forward with a smile and pulled Yan Nuoqi to the dinner table: "you are Zichen's girlfriend. It's normal to eat here."

Yan Nuoqi sat next to Ann's mother. Seeing that her mother no longer rejected Yan Nuoqi, an Zichen was relieved. For so many years, he was full of resentment towards that cold home. But only his mother, who has always cared about his mother, can't hate him.

The three people sat down around the table, and Ann's mother occasionally brought food to Yan Nuoqi, which made Yan Nuoqi feel more friendly.

During the meal, Ann's mother hesitated and asked, "you two... Live together now?"

Yan Nuoqi was chewing the food. When she heard Ann's mother say so, she immediately bit her tongue: "no... No."

An Zichen was a little dissatisfied. Yan Nuoqi was so anxious to get rid of her relationship: "not yet, it's hard to say in the future."

Yan Nuoqi's face turned red. Her hand holding chopsticks didn't know which dish to hold. After all, an Zichen was reluctant to let Yan Nuoqi make a fool of himself and explained, "Yan Nuoqi and I just came back from a friend's wedding. If we have to go out at night, we will take her home and let her rest for a while."

Hearing an Zichen's explanation, an's mother was obviously relieved.

"By the way, Zichen." Ann's mother looked at an Zichen with expectation: "Mom, I want to stay here for a few days this time. Do you think... Is convenient? "

An Zichen naturally can't refuse his mother, but people who have never asked about their life suddenly come to live here. An Zichen always feels that things won't be so simple.

"Of course." An Zichen looked at his mother secretly.

Mother married her father for many years. For so many years, the two people are not like glue, but they get along well, and her mother has not experienced anything like the main wife fighting junior. Therefore, her character is not as sharp as that of other rich wives, and they can't attack their scheming. In this regard, an Zichen is relieved.

After dinner, Yan Nuoqi's plan to sleep at an Zichen's house was dashed because of an's mother.

Because of Ann's mother, Yan Nuoqi forced herself to help Ann's mother do housework, and sat in the living room to chat with her.

An Zichen looked at Yan Nuoqi's tired face and felt distressed. After walking around the room, he returned to the living room: "Mom, it's afternoon. Don't you take a nap?"

Thinking of coaxing her mother to sleep, yannuoqi can also go to rest. An Zichen thought this carefully and was seen through by an's mother: "go to bed after dinner. How can you digest it?"

With that, Ann's mother took Yan Nuoqi's hand and put it on her knee, just like a gesture towards her daughter-in-law: "today's Christmas, the mall must be very busy. Why don't we go to the mall?"

Yan Nuoqi was a little silly, but she thought that she might wake up a little when she was blown by the cold wind outside, so she had to promise.

Before the words came to his mouth, an Zichen on the side had stirred up: "what shopping mall? Christmas night is the busiest. Mom, you go to bed and let norch sleep for a while. We have to meet our friends in the evening. "

When an's mother heard the speech, she immediately turned her body to the direction where an Zichen was: "speaking of meeting friends, who have you been out with in recent years? Those filthy friends in the bar can also be regarded as friends? "

"Mom, do you say that again?" An Zichen instantly changed her face.

An's mother understood an Zichen's temper and swallowed the rest of her words: "OK, I won't say it. But when I was at home yesterday, uncle Liu and his son came to our house to visit. They specially mentioned you. They... "

"All right, mom. It's getting late. Let's have a rest early. " After that, an Zichen took Yan Nuoqi's hand and walked to the back bedroom, leaving an's mother sitting on the sofa alone.

Back in the bedroom, Yan Nuoqi frowned discontentedly: "what are you doing? It's impolite for you to pull me away before Ann's mother's words are finished."

An Zichen pushed Yan Nuoqi to the bed and sat down: "I'll go and tell her later that your most important thing now is to rest. Don't think I don't know. You stayed up until three o'clock last night in exchange for today's holiday. "

Yan Nuoqi opened her mouth. She still felt that an Zichen shouldn't treat his mother like that. However, after an Zichen said so, he suddenly felt sleepy. I had to yawn and "threaten" an Zichen: "then you should communicate with an's mother well and settle accounts with you when I wake up."

Coax Yan Nuoqi to sleep, and an Zichen returns to the living room with light hands and feet. Ann's mother sat on the sofa sobbing with a paper towel in her hand.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" An Zichen and an's mother seldom have the opportunity to talk. Now they see their mother secretly wiping tears behind their back. They don't feel bad. It's false.

Ann's mother shook her head and wanted to hold back her tears, but she caused more tears: "I don't miss you yet. I've been out alone for so many years. You're uncomfortable with your father, not even me."

Hearing Ann's mother say this, Ann Zichen felt guilty: "Mom, I know I owe you these years, but I... Want to live my own life."

"Your life is..." and those evil friends don't do business all day? Ann's mother looked at her son with tearful eyes and swallowed the rest of her words back to her stomach.

Ann's mother wanted to stop talking and asked Ann Zichen to find herself a room. Her suitcase was still in the corner of the room.

An Zichen helped an's mother put the suitcase into the guest bedroom: "Mom, didn't your father refuse this time?"

"Ding Yaling, not everyone wants you to be so hard hearted!"

"What's the matter? What does it have to do with you? " Ding Yaling saw Fang Yan coming out for Cao mu. It was even more pungent, and his hands full of red nail polish pushed against Fang Yan fiercely.

Ding Yaling stood in the hall, flushed, and the veins on her neck were very eye-catching. Cao's mother bowed her head in front of her and said nothing: "tell me about you, an old and immortal, what are you doing out here? In case there is a bumpy, do you want to touch the porcelain? Also, what are you doing in our house, Cao? " Ding Yaling's mouth spits out words like shells and beads.

Cao's mother was very angry, but she had nothing to do. She just lowered her head, and the tears in her eyes fell slowly with the grievances on her face.

"Why are you crying? Who bullied you? How? " Ding Yaling saw the tears on Cao's mother's face, and the fire in her heart was burning with anger.

"Why are you crying? Do you still have the face to cry? " Ding Yaling hurried to Cao's mother, stretched out her hand and began to push Cao's mother, with a look of bitter hatred on her face.

"Yes, why are you crying? It's like our husband and wife bullying you. " Ding Yaling's husband yelled.

Cao's mother raised her head and subconsciously avoided Ding Yaling's pushing and shoving.

"Hey, you old man, dare to hide. What qualifications do you have to hide?" Ding Yaling lost her image in an instant.

"How can you do that? Anyway, Cao's mother is also an old man. How can you bear to treat her like this? " Fang Yan tries to hold on to her fist to make herself look stronger.