On this day, Jian Xiaoge, who went downstairs, carefully looked down at her clothes, feeling dissatisfied no matter how she looked at them.

As my mother told me, when meeting Zhou Muqing's family for the first time, you must dress up to make a good impression.

Looking at Jian Xiaoge who was walking slowly in the car, Zhou Muqing couldn't wait any longer. He got out of the car and grabbed Jian Xiaoge, "Get in the car."

Jian Xiaoge grabbed Zhou Muqing, "Do you think my clothes are suitable? Why do I think the color is not right?"

Zhou Muqing took a look and was very satisfied, "Very good, very beautiful."

Jian Xiaoge looked at Zhou Muqing suspiciously, "Really? This is your family. If I can't pass the test, it's all your fault!"

Zhou Muqing smiled anxiously, "How could it be! Don't worry, you are my beloved, and they will definitely agree."

Jian Xiaoge took a deep breath nervously and got into the car. On the way to the restaurant, she kept lowering her head to cheer herself up and prepare mentally.

When getting out of the car, Jian Xiaoge was a little scared, "I offered to meet your family, but I'm afraid to get out of the car now."

Zhou Muqing looked at Jian Xiaoge as if following a frightened little white rabbit, comforted her with a gentle tone, and couldn't help but smile:

"Don't worry, my family is very talkative, and they are not tigers who will eat you."

Zhou Muqing's wealth and background are not much different from Lu Zexiao's, so what she imagined was that the meeting at Lu's house might happen later, so she was afraid.

Although Mr. Lu was very kind to her, he was not angry and pretentious, and he was very scary when he was strict.

Liang Yu's eyebrows were like that with a hidden knife in her smile, which made her afraid.

"Really?"

"certainly."

Zhou Muqing got out of the car, walked to Jian Xiaoge's side and pulled her out of the car, "Don't worry, I'm by your side."

Jian Xiaoge plucked up her courage, tightly held Zhou Muqing's hand and entered the restaurant.

This is a Chinese-style restaurant. The porch set up in each private room is looming, and it will not be easy for people to spy on the private environment.

Entering the private room, there are two women sitting in the middle.

One looks to be in his thirties, and the other looks to be in his sixties. They all have ruddy complexions, and they seem to pay attention to maintenance and look radiant.

Zhou Muqing sat down with Jian Xiaoge, and then walked behind the two women.

He walked behind the older one first, and put his arms around her body, "Grandma, let me introduce you, this is Xiaoge."

The one on the side should be Zhou Muqing's mother, and the consequences of introducing him were not as expected.

Jian Xiaoge got up and shouted, "Grandma, Auntie."

Zhou Muqing's mother was very kind, "Hi, sit down quickly, don't stand up. Muqing's father is abroad, so we don't have a chance to meet this time, but don't worry, there will be another time."

Then Zhou Muqing's mother looked at him, and asked the waiter to hand over the menu, "Choose some songs you like."

Such a move made Jian Xiaoge relax a lot. At least her mother is very talkative and kind, and she is definitely not the pretended appearance of Liang Yumei.

It feels like taking care of her as a future daughter-in-law.

Halfway through the meal, Jian Xiaoge suddenly felt sick and covered her mouth. Zhou Muqing's mother immediately became worried, "What's wrong with Xiaoge, are you uncomfortable? Is there any dish that doesn't suit your appetite?"

As soon as Zhou Muqing's mother mentioned this, he immediately subconsciously asked the waiter, "Are there any dishes that pregnant women can't eat?"