"Auntie, I..."

"Okay, you don't need this matter."

Zhou's mother paused for a long time, but she didn't hang up the phone. Wen Yuan explained weakly that she would not go back tonight.

She guessed that Zhou's mother would be angry, but unexpectedly, Zhou's mother didn't mind it at all.

"That's okay, save me seeing you disappointed, and then feeling so emotional that I couldn't sleep."

Wen Yuan hesitated to speak, but Mother Zhou made another request.

"It's fine if you don't come back. You don't want to come back in the last two weeks. You should live outside."

Zhou's mother's words made Wen Yuan feel that she was angry, and she immediately explained, "Auntie, I'm not running away from anything, I just met a friend, and I've rested at his friend's house, so don't be angry. If you are unhappy, I will You can go back immediately, I can!"

"I'm angry, but not because you're not home. Come on, let it be."

After Zhou's mother finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and Wen Yuan returned to Zhou's house early the next morning.

Anyway, if everything fails, she will admit her mistake.

When Wen Yuan returned to Zhou's house, Zhou's mother was having breakfast, and Zhou Muqing hadn't gone downstairs yet.

She lowered her head weakly, and bent slightly when she walked in front of Zhou's mother.

"Auntie, I'm back."

Seeing Wen Yuan, the Zhou family's aunt immediately asked, "Miss Wen Yuan is back, there is porridge and soup for breakfast today, what do you need?"

Wen Yuan looked at Zhou's mother cautiously, and seeing that Zhou's mother didn't say a lesson, she ordered a bowl of porridge.

Wen Yuan, who was sitting at the dining table, was always concerned about Zhou's mother's emotions.

"Auntie, if you are angry, just scold me, don't ignore me."

"Been mad."

Zhou's mother's words were very simple, and it didn't seem like she was angry.

Wen Yuan took the porridge from his aunt, and when she was about to drink it, Zhou Muqing went downstairs.

Zhou Muqing walked towards the dining table expressionlessly, and Wen Yuan immediately asked him what he wanted for breakfast, just like Zhou's aunt asked her just now.

"Mu Qing, do you want soup or porridge?"

"Porridge."

Zhou Muqing's answer was very simple, Wen Yuan thought about his own bowl and pushed the bowl directly in front of him.

"Mu Qing, you can just drink mine. Auntie is busy with other things. I'll fill another bowl."

"Need not."

Zhou Muqing directly rejected Wen Yuan, then got up and pushed her bowl back in front of her.

Afterwards, Zhou Muqing went to serve the porridge by himself, and he didn't speak to Wen Yuan during the whole breakfast time.

After breakfast, Zhou Muqing was going to the company, Wen Yuan took the opportunity to follow him, ready to go with him.

But when she was about to leave Zhou's house with Zhou Muqing, she was stopped by Zhou's mother.

"Wen Yuan, I still have something to tell you, let Zhou Zhou go to the company first, don't go with him."

The look in Zhou's mother's eyes when she said this frightened Wen Yuan, and it was obvious that she wanted to pursue the fault.

"Um."

Zhou Muqing didn't think so much, Zhou's mother asked to keep Wen Yuan, he didn't think anything, so he left Zhou's house and went to the company.

Zhou's mother has always been close to Wen Yuan, Zhou Muqing would never have thought that Zhou's mother could embarrass Wen Yuan.

Except for the matter of giving birth, Zhou Muqing guessed that Zhou's mother was completely satisfied with Wen Yuan.

...

After Zhou Muqing left, Wen Yuan followed Zhou's mother upstairs to the bedroom.

Zhou's mother said that she would no longer blame her for her incompetence, and she wanted to solve the matter of Pippi directly.

"Just be direct? Auntie, what do you mean?"