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Looking at Wu Qinglian's reaction, Fang Youzhong felt more and more that something was wrong. Generally speaking, he himself admitted that he was a little bit cheap. This kind of development is obviously the best development, but Fang Youzhong couldn't feel happy at all. depression.

Guessing that this kind of mentality should have arisen, Fang Youzhong smiled wryly, touched his nose, and said, "Yes..."

But just when she spoke, Wu Qinglian glanced at Fang Youzhong, the murderous look in her eyes was clearly visible, as if saying that if you dare to speak, my mother will kill you now.

However, when Wu Qinglian looked back at Zheng Zhi, she looked like a typical kind elder, with a smile still on the corner of her mouth: "So you and Youzhong knew each other at school?"

"Well, yes, auntie." Zheng Zhi looked very well-behaved and replied: "It's been a long time."

Wu Qinglian's smile also came out: "Did you know each other from playing basketball?"

As expected, Fang Youzhong's expression changed after listening to him like this. Before he had time to stop Zheng Zhi, Zheng Zhi nodded his head with certainty, and said, "Ah, yes..."

Fang Youzhong, who said inwardly that it was terrible, just missed holding his forehead, God knows he never got involved in that sort of thing.

The smile on the corner of Wu Qinglian's mouth remained the same, she gave a grunt, then looked at Fang Youzhong again, picked up the teacup, and put it near her mouth: "Very good, Fang Youzhong, when did you like playing ball?"

"Mom," Fang Youzhong coughed, barely maintaining a rare shyness on his face: "It doesn't mean that if you like someone, you also like everything about him, including the sports he likes."

Zheng Zhi, who saw Wu Qinglian's reaction, immediately realized that he seemed to have stepped on a minefield just now, but he was not slow to react, and immediately looked at Fang Youzhong with a surprised expression, acting as if he was shocked by Fang Youzhong's words look.

He looked at Fang Youzhong for a long time, hesitantly said in disbelief, "Youzhong..."

But Wu Qinglian didn't give Zheng Zhi and Fang Youzhong a chance to keep looking at each other. She said, "Oh, is that so? If you like it, you have to like everything?"

Wu Qinglian continued to smile, and repeated again: "So it's like this, Fang Youzhong."

"I really didn't believe it before, but," Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi impressively, raised his eyebrows, and smiled a little: "Now I..."

Zheng Zhi, who was kicked under the dining table, received Fang Youzhong's message directly. Zheng Zhi naturally understood that this was his fault, and asked him to find a way to remedy it: "You Zhong, these words are not suitable to say here."

Then he looked at Wu Qinglian: "Auntie, no matter what, I ask you to..."

But before he could finish his words, Wu Qinglian's smile faded, and she said expressionlessly, "I know, stop talking."

As soon as she said this, the scene immediately quieted down. Just when the embarrassment was about to be revealed even though there was no embarrassment among the three of them, the food was finally served, and Wu Qinglian asked the waiter to order three more meals. Looking at the expressions of the two of them, he continued: "Eat first, what are you talking about?"

Zheng Zhi hummed, and stood up again to pour tea for Wu Qinglian: "Auntie, you eat first."

Wu Qinglian tapped her finger on the edge of the cup, and said: "Why are you so restrained, you say you can just be your own."

"Okay, no problem." Zheng Zhi replied with a smile, and refilled the tea that Fang Youzhong had drunk to the end: "You too, don't know how to pour tea for your mother."

The corners of Fang Youzhong's mouth gradually pulled into a smile: "It's okay, how could my mother intervene..."

"Where did I say that I don't mind?" Wu Qinglian said suddenly, and the scene turned cold again.

In fact, Wu Qinglian's unpredictable behavior is really hard to fathom. Apparently, Zheng Zhi, who thinks he can be a duck to water among mother-level characters, can't bear it either.

Although a bit inexplicable, Zheng Zhi managed to maintain his due demeanor, and then kept smiling, looked at the dishes in front of him, and said to Wu Qinglian: "Well, auntie, these dishes look good."

Wu Qinglian moved her lips: "Eat it if you think it's good," she picked up the chopsticks: "Don't say I didn't tell you, just treat it as one of my own, anyway, you brought it back with You Zhong."

Zheng Zhi smiled, and picked up his chopsticks: "I'm eating, I'm not being polite to you." But his eyes were fixed on Fang Youzhong, who looked like he didn't know what happened, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Fang Youzhong also couldn't figure out what Wu Qinglian was thinking. After all, Wu Qinglian stopped him with his eyes when he wanted to speak a few times. What could he say?

Fang Youzhong, who felt Zheng Zhi's gaze, glanced back at Zheng Zhi, only to find that he was eating without any discomfort at all, and under the bright yellow light of the hotel, his slightly radiant lips were a bit tempting .

Fang Youzhong, who swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked away, and felt a little stupid for a while, and happened to meet Wu Qinglian's gaze: "Mom."

"Eat and sleep without talking, Fang Youzhong, eat when you eat."

"..."

"Auntie, eat this, this is delicious."

"En, I know." Wu Qinglian said with grace: "You should also eat more."

After a meal passed in such a harmonious environment, Wu Qinglian who put down her chopsticks looked at Zheng Zhi who was still drinking soup: "A Zhi, you and You Zhong have known each other since school?"

"Well, Youzhong and I did meet at school." Zheng Zhi put down the spoon and wiped his mouth with a towel: "What's wrong? Auntie, you have already asked this question..." Many times.

"It's nothing." Wu Qinglian looked at Fang Youzhong: "Fang Youzhong, we've known each other for so long, why haven't you talked to me all this time? Do you think I don't exist?"

At this time, Fang Youzhong finally realized that Wu Qinglian felt that he was lying to her!No wonder Wu Qinglian didn't lose her temper. Fang Youzhong, who thought to herself that she was usually too obedient, still said, "...he is a senior."

"Senior?" Wu Qinglian raised her eyebrows.

Zheng Zhi coughed, a little embarrassed: "Well, I am two worlds older than him."

"Oh... So we are in the same world as Youbo." Wu Qinglian said, looking at Zheng Zhi with a serious expression: "Zheng Zhi, I ask you a question, and you answer it honestly."

"Do you really like our family Youzhong?"

Zheng Zhi was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't expected Wu Qinglian to speak like this at all, but then he said very firmly: "Well, I really like it."

Wu Qinglian who received this reply sighed, looked at Fang Youzhong again, and smiled wryly: "It seems that I can't send out this dress today."

"Mom, don't do that." Fang Youzhong moved his lips, he might not care about anything else, but he cared a lot about Wu Qinglian who was both a father and a mother who brought him up: "Actually, Zheng Zhi is also very good. "

Zheng Zhi nodded in agreement: "I will do my best, Auntie."

Wu Qinglian suddenly smiled: "Okay, okay, don't talk so much, let's eat some fruit."

Fang Youzhong was still not sure, and tentatively said, "...Mom...what do you mean?"

Wu Qinglian glared at Fang Youzhong and said, "How do I know you?"

"You can do whatever you want, you've grown up anyway."

The author has something to say: Zheng Zhi: Is it as simple as that on your mother's side...passed? !

Fang Youzhong: Well, but I guess she feels sorry for her wasting money on dresses.

Zheng Zhi: Where did so many ominous premonitions come from! !