Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 611 Invincible Little Master VS Strict Chef (42)

"Hey, Mom, I have a boyfriend." The moment she answered the phone, Wang Qianning said decisively, because once the other party got the upper hand, she would have no chance to speak.

"Oh, my son, the weather in England today is very good. It is a rare sunny day. Your dad and I drove to the beach and were sunbathing. Oh, my God, a seagull just flew over..." The mother said gracefully and indifferently The tone is like a relaxed and happy song.

However, it slowly stopped.

It's like a piece of rough wood that slides on a smooth tile for a while, and the kinetic energy is consumed by friction.

"My god! You said you have a boyfriend?! What is it like? Is he handsome?"

"How is the family?"

"Do you like you?"

"Male and female?"

Wang Qianning frowned deeply. When will her mother... ask some normal questions?
Because the volume of the other party was loud enough, Li Chenjing who was sitting on the side could also hear it clearly.

He pressed the center of his eyebrows—it didn't seem like a character to get along with, he talked a lot, and seemed harmless to humans and animals, but as soon as someone hurt something he cherished, he would instantly turn into a sturdy figure who could scare away millions of soldiers.

This is the mother, completely different from his biological mother.

"Boyfriend, of course it's a man." She picked a simple question and answered, "He's handsome, you don't have to worry about that..."

"Well, if it's not over, I'll just call and say, that's all, hang up, I love you."

beep-

"Huh..." She let out a long breath of relief, every minute and every second of talking with her mother was a difficult journey.

"Just hang up like this?" He was a little puzzled, why should there be some dialogue, but only mentioned his existence?
"Ah."

She pinned her hair behind her ears. "They're sunbathing on the beach in England and don't know if a storm is coming."

"Anyway, I skipped work today, why don't you...tell me the story of the past?" He squeezed the girl's face, and withdrew his hand after successfully getting a supercilious look from her.

People who play and laugh every day must have more sadness behind them than ordinary people who can cry, laugh and get angry.

Difficult things are difficult to tell, like trying to tear the scab off a wound that is about to heal.

I don't know if the blood will flow again, but at the moment of tearing it off, people will instinctively have a sick pleasure.

"I don't have any stories." The girl lowered her eyes, the corners of her eyes were reddened at a speed visible to the naked eye, there were no tears in her eyes, just red.

"When I was 16, they released me in China because I grew up and it was time to live alone."

"They don't care whether my Chinese level is enough for me to survive here... they just left a small house for me to live in temporarily."

"I have done all kinds of part-time jobs, working part-time while going to school, delivering couriers, delivering food, handing out leaflets, working as a model..."

"It's been almost ten years, and they haven't visited me once, they just make regular phone calls."

He listened carefully, and gently took the girl into his arms, "Then now, do you thank yourself who worked so hard for your dream ten years ago?"

He was a little envious of a life where his parents didn't interfere, even though he was poor—what he couldn't get was always in turmoil.

"have it."

Fortunately, she worked hard enough to survive to this day, meet and get acquainted with the destined person, and then fall in love.

"That's enough."

　First update today.

　　There's been a lot of pressure lately...

　　I'm busy all day, but I feel like I have nothing to do.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)