Blind date?

Han Yixiao blinked, opened her mouth, but made no sound, but she couldn't help but increase her strength by holding the fingertips of her phone.

Zhang Cheng's mother, seeing that Zhang Cheng didn't answer her words in seconds, couldn't help but urge him: "Did you hear it?"

Zhang Cheng quickly spoke: "I heard it."

Zhang Cheng’s mother: “From your attitude, I tell you that before the end of this year, you must book it for me, regardless of whether it is your girlfriend or boyfriend, in short, you must bring me home, otherwise I will not live…”

When Zhang Cheng heard these words from his mother, he couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows with a headache. He also wanted to take someone home, but there was really nothing suitable!

Old Mrs. Han was amused by Zhang Cheng's mother's words: "What are you saying, what boyfriend?"

Zhang Cheng's mother did not care about her son's face at all: "Old lady, it's true that I really suspect that my family Chengcheng might like men... I arranged fifty-nine blind dates for him, fifty-nine all porn, and there was no one who looked at him... At first I didn't expect so much, but the last time I played mahjong, my mahjong friend reminded me that Chengcheng might have a sleeve-breaking habit... I was heartbroken at that time and didn't fall asleep for half a month. What do you think about this? But now I figured it out. As long as Chengcheng likes it, no matter whether it's a man or a woman, I accept it..."

Special Assistant Zhang looked up at the upstairs, wanting to cry without tears.

The culprit, Han Jingnian, is enjoying the most beautiful bridal night in his life, and he... a straight man who can't be straight, has been identified by his own mother as a man he likes!

If you like men, you like men, and your biological mother takes them out as a family and chats with them... What's the matter!

The chatting of several women continues.

Han Yixiao, who was not talking, was easily ignored. No one noticed that there was no smile on her face, and she no longer turned her head to see Zhang Cheng as she had just now.

She lowered her head with a lot of worries, kept picking her phone with her fingernails, and slicing pieces of the leather cell phone case.

At about ten o'clock, the conversation was finally over.

Seeing that Zhang Cheng and his mother were about to leave, Han Yixiao quietly reached out and pulled Mrs. Han's cufflinks, then handed the screen of the phone to Mrs. Han, and gave the words he had typed in advance to her grandmother: "Grandma, I just remembered that I hadn't written my homework yet, and I had to go back to school in the dormitory."

Old Mrs. Han instinctively wanted to blame Han Yixiao, but when she said that when she thought of Han Yixiao's situation, she forced herself to slow down her tone: "Xiaoxiao, you haven't written your homework yet? Why didn't you say it earlier? The driver has gone home..."

Zhang Cheng’s mother: “What’s wrong? Old lady?”

"Xiaoxiao didn't write homework, and now she has to go back to school..." Old Mrs. Han said, then looked at Zhang's mother: "You call the driver and ask him to come and pick up the little lady, and take her to school..."

"There is no need to make such trouble, isn't Chengcheng here? Just ask him to send the little lady to the place..." Zhang Cheng's mother said, then glanced at Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng immediately put away his cell phone, got up, and spoke to Old Lady Han politely and sensiblely: "Yes, Old Lady, I'll just send the little lady to school."

In this way, Han Yixiao made a small plan for Ruyi all day and succeeded.
Chapter completed!