Quick Transmigration: The Carefree Life of a Background Character

The two were wearing matching pink casual outfits, which Ziyue insisted on buying back then.

After all, well, our CEO of Mo University has never worn pink clothes.

Of course, what could Mo Chen do if Zi Yue insisted on buying? He gave up in less than three seconds.

However, Mo Chen's pink casual suit softened his otherwise cold demeanor.

Especially in front of Ziyue, she became much softer.

Ziyue showered him with compliments, which pleased Mo Chen greatly. He couldn't help but smile, and he no longer felt any resistance to the pink dress.

The doorbell rang suddenly—

"Who is it? Did they send all the packages I ordered to me?" Ziyue asked curiously.

In this villa area, all packages are left at the gatehouse, and then a designated person delivers them to each villa.

Ziyue really enjoys online shopping; she'll order anything unusual or strange that she sees.

Mo Chen helped Zi Yue up and went to open the door.

Unexpectedly, his mother, Ms. Gong Rumeng, was spotted on the security camera at the entrance.

"Mom? Why are you here?"

As soon as the door opened, the beautiful woman outside stared wide-eyed at her son standing in the doorway, looking in surprise at her youngest son dressed in a pink casual suit.

But what I was really thinking was: What happened? Did my son suffer some kind of shock, or did he take the wrong medicine?!

Hearing the sound, Ziyue turned around in surprise, and her eyes met those of an elegant and gentle young woman who had just entered and was standing in the entryway...

Ziyue quickly got off the sofa, put on her slippers, and walked to the entrance. "Hello, Auntie."

Mo Chen's mother, Ms. Gong Rumeng, looked at the perfect couple standing together in front of her.

The two were wearing matching pink outfits, looking handsome and beautiful.

I blinked and blinked, then rubbed my eyes. Hmm, I wasn't seeing things... Oh my god, is this real?

Couple outfit?

Daughter-in-law?

It's true! Alive! My daughter-in-law!!!

She had heard rumors about her son dating recently, but she had never believed them.

Even when someone tells her to her face that her son is dating CEO Qing of the Qing family and congratulates her.

She retorted confidently: "Ha, how could that be? My son is destined to be single forever. Who would like that expressionless face of his? Even the Queen would definitely not be interested in him!"

If Mo Chen were to suddenly announce one day that he was going to marry his work, she could calmly say "Oh" to indicate that she knew, but would not be surprised at all.

This, this, this, this...

The clown was herself!

Ms. Gong Rumeng stared intently at Ziyue, then stepped forward, grabbed Ziyue's hand, and led her into the living room.

As they walked, he said, "You must be Ziyue from the Qing family. Oh my, you're so handsome, beautiful, and have such a great temperament. You're also young, promising, and successful in your career..."

Blah blah blah, praising her so much that Ziyue felt a little embarrassed.

Ms. Gong Rumeng didn't even stop breathing; her mouth was chattering away, giving Ziyue no chance to interrupt.

Ziyue quickly looked at Mochen for help.

Those eyes conveyed only one message: Save me, save me, please save me.

Looking at Ziyue's pitiful little face, Mo Chen felt a surge of joy and quickly rescued his little darling, "Mom, you're such a busy person, what brings you here all of a sudden?"

Ms. Gong Rumeng stopped abruptly and then rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Hmph, if I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known you had such a beautiful woman hiding here."

"You didn't even bring her home to meet Mom. Let me tell you, since Ziyue is willing to be with you, you have to take responsibility. You must treat Ziyue well and not let her down. You have to hand over your salary and do all the housework..."

Then came another round of rambling, this time the person being talked about was Mo Chen.

Mo Chen remained expressionless, one hand on his forehead. There was nothing he could do; she was his own mother.

"Auntie, have some tea." Seeing Mo Chen's helpless expression, Zi Yue quickly came to his rescue and diverted Ms. Gong's attention.

It has to be said that Ms. Gong is really good at talking; she's like a machine gun, and even she has to admire her.

"Oh, Ziyue is so sensible." Ms. Gong turned her face and smiled like a flower as she looked at Ziyue.

Then she glared at her son with dissatisfaction, "Unlike some people, who have no sense at all. I've been here for so long, and they don't even pour their own mother a cup of tea!"

Mo Chen raised his hand to touch his nose, expressionless, neither agreeing nor arguing, obediently listening to the reprimand.

This was the first survival skill he had learned since he could remember.

When his mother is speaking, just listen obediently and never argue back.

Any rebuttal from her would only fuel her enthusiasm.

She might even attack indiscriminately, causing the whole family to suffer together, and the family members would generally go along with this empress dowager.

Ziyue couldn't help but find it a little funny to see Mo Chen being obediently scolded. So, he had this side to him.

"Mom, have some fruit." Mo Chen said, handing his mother a small orange.

Ms. Gong glanced at it, "Just leave it there." Then she turned back to Ziyue and continued pulling her arm, "Ziyue, let me tell you..."

If Ziyue occasionally chimes in, Ms. Gong can talk more and more enthusiastically on her own.

The main point is probably to complain about his son, Mo Chen, who has never been popular with women since childhood.

For more than 20 years, apart from his mother, he hasn't had a single female mosquito around him. Even all of his assistants and secretaries are men.

He complained about how cold-hearted, ruthless, and clueless his youngest son was, and so on.

Ziyue felt that her aunt had never seen Mo Chen like this in front of her, otherwise she would have definitely overturned her previous statement.

Ms. Gong didn't stay long; she didn't want to be a tactless parent who would annoy her child.

Anyway, her attitude was already clear: she was extremely satisfied and fond of Ziyue.

I really don't know how her youngest son suddenly got so lucky, managing to... cough cough, manage to win over such an outstanding and beautiful girl.

Before leaving, Ms. Gong held Ziyue's hand reluctantly and kept giving her instructions.

Come visit me at my home when you have time. If possible, let's get engaged this year and get married next year.

Mo Chen nodded repeatedly, thinking that she was indeed his mother and that she was really helpful.

As soon as Ms. Gong left, Ziyue couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Auntie is so funny!"

"Yeah, my mom is a bit of a chatterbox. We usually just listen to her talk," Mo Chen said helplessly.

However, remembering the engagement his mother had just mentioned, his eyes flashed, and he bent down, picked up Ziyue, and gently placed her on the sofa.

He knelt on one knee on the floor, looking at Ziyue earnestly, "Qingqing, let's get married."

Yes, he wants to skip the engagement and go straight to marriage.

Ziyue would actually agree, but that doesn't stop her from being a little dramatic and arrogant.

"Hmph, no flowers, no ring, you think you can just marry me so hastily?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Chen knew that Zi Yue was not opposed to marriage, so he excitedly said, "Ring, yes, I have one. I was so nervous that I forgot about it. Wait for me a moment."

As she spoke, she stood up and rushed upstairs to the second floor. A moment later, she came down and knelt on one knee again, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

He had the flowers delivered this morning.

"Qingqing, will you marry me? As for the ring, I actually prepared it a long time ago. I want to marry you every moment, but I'm afraid that if I rush things, I'll scare you away."

Mo Chen stared intently at Zi Yue with burning eyes.

"Mo Chen fell in love with Qingqing at first sight, and his heart deepened upon seeing her again. He wants to cut fruit for Qingqing and cook for her for the rest of his life. Qingqing, please give me a chance to spend the rest of my life with you, okay?"

Looking into those deep, firm, and loving eyes, Ziyue heard only her own hoarse voice say, "Okay."

Mo Chen excitedly put the ring on Zi Yue's ring finger and lowered his head to leave a deep kiss on the ring, as if branding it onto Zi Yue's heart.