Song Jiqing felt a deep sense of powerlessness, "Mom, what have I done to make you distrust me so much?"

"Don't you know what you think?" Song's mother snorted, "In the third year of Luoluo, you had been in love with other girls for a year, but you didn't even tell me to have your father."

Song Jiqing pressed her temple and explained: "At that time, Aunt Ruan did not allow Luoluo to fall in love. Luoluo and I have discussed it and will tell you as soon as she graduated from high school."

"Your Aunt Ruan does not allow Luo Luo to fall in love, but I did not explicitly prohibit you from falling in love." Song's mother said with confidence, "You could have told me, but you finally chose to hide it."

“…”

Song Jiqing was speechless.

Judging from this trend, he wouldn't have thought about talking about his mother today.

Mother Song looked at Song Jiqing's speechless look and did not hide her sense of accomplishment at all, and then said: "I heard from your Aunt Ruan that you and Luoluo... are you living together?"

Song Jiqing: "...no."

Song's mother immediately showed disgust, "You are so good at studying, why is chasing girls so useless?" Ye Luo still couldn't handle Ye Luo!

“…”

Song Jiqing said he was innocent.

He had hinted to Ye Luo openly and secretly that she could move here to live with him so that he could take better care of her.

But Ye Luo always refused without thinking.

She said that she still wanted to have her own space, and she didn't want to finally marry Song Jiqing in the future and live the life of an old couple.

Song Jiqing thought it made sense, so he fell along the leaves.

Song's mother thought about it and reminded her: "No matter whether you and Luoluo live together or not, you must treat other girls well and not bully them. Have you heard of it?"

"I heard it." Song Jiqing immediately expressed dissatisfaction, "Mom, why do I feel that you are serious incest? If I remember correctly, it seems that I am your biological son?"

"Yes, but if I want to hold my grandson, I must be partial to Luoluo." Mother Ye gave Song Jiqing a warning look, "I will often call Luoluo in the future. If she tells me that you bullied her, I will settle the score with you."

“…”

Holding a grandson...

These three words are like a needle, inserted into Song Jiqing's heart without warning.

He kept wondering how to tell his parents about Ye Luo's physical condition.

But now it seems that he should choose to hide it first.

"Mom, even if Luoluo and I get married, we won't have children right away. I don't want to be a father so soon, and Luoluo doesn't want to be a mother too soon. You should try not to take this matter in front of Luoluo." Song Jiqing's tone was unexpectedly serious.

Song's mother naturally felt Song Jiqing's seriousness, was slightly stunned, then smiled and cursed: "Song Jiqing, are you embarrassed to say that I am partial? Isn't the one who is the most partial? Don't think I don't know. You don't let me raise this topic in front of Luoluo because you are afraid that Luoluo will think I will give birth to, and that Luoluo is unhappy!"

“…”

Song Jiqing wasn't afraid that Ye Luo would be unhappy.

But because this topic will bring a fatal blow to Ye Luo.

But now, the less he and his mother know, the better.

Song Jiqing followed his mother's words and smiled, "Since you know that Luoluo will be unhappy, mom, don't ask this in front of Luoluo for the time being, okay?"

"I can't stay here." Song's mother sighed and compromised, "I understand. I won't mention it before you get married to Luoluo."

In fact, Song's mother never thought about mentioning this to Ye Luo.

Ye Luo and Song Jiqing got married because they married Song Jiqing as their wife, not because they were born in the Song family.

Of course, it is up to Song Jiqing and Ye Luo to decide when to have children.

She just mentioned this in front of Song Jiqing.

Unexpectedly, just by mentioning it casually, her son's madness of spoiling his wife.

Tsk tsk!

The more Song's mother thought about it, the more disappointed she became, but she still asked: "I'm leaving tomorrow morning. What do I want to eat tonight? Mom will make it for you."

"All right, I'll help you." Song Jiqing rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Where is my dad, will you go home for dinner tonight?"

"Your father went to City B to attend an academic conference." Song's mother patted Song Jiqing, "You will come back next time and say it in advance, so I can ask your father to arrange the time so that you father and son will not miss it so hard."

Of course, Song Jiqing agreed, "Okay."

When Song Jiqing helped his mother in the kitchen, Dad Ye also returned home.

Mother Ye was shocked by Song Jiqing's cooking skills. She wanted to learn how to fried lotus roots and was studying with Aunt Zhang in the kitchen.

In the living room, there were only Ye Luo and Ye Dad.

Ye Luo felt that this was a rare opportunity, so he took advantage of his father's side and poured a cup of tea for his father attentively, "Dad, drink tea."

Dad Ye took the tea, saw through Ye Luo's thoughts, and said bluntly: "What do you want to ask, just ask."

Since Dad has said that, Ye Luo has not beaten around the bush: "Dad, at noon, I deliberately sent my mother away and asked you to talk to Ji Qing alone. Now I want to know what Ji Qing has said to you."

Dad Ye smiled, "Why don't you ask Ji Qing?"

“…”

Of course, Ye Luo was embarrassed to say that she asked, but she was distorted by Song Jiqing without any effort.

But how do you answer the better?

Ye Luo finally found a high-sounding excuse: "You are right in front of me, why should I go far away?"

“…”

Dad Ye smiled helplessly.

I don’t know who his daughter learned the skills of sophistry from.

However, judging from her attitude, I must find a result today.

He can't hide.

Dad Ye pondered for a moment and said seriously: "He simply admitted to me that it was his fault four years ago. Then he promised me that he would take good care of you in the future and let me give you to him with confidence."

Ye Luo smiled and asked unexpectedly, "Dad, then... are you relieved?"

Dad Ye looked at his daughter and pretended to be dissatisfied: "I'll turn my elbow out so quickly to help the boy of the Song family find out my mouth?"

Ye Luo shook his head and denied: "I just want to hear your comments on Ji Qing, Dad!"

Only Dad Ye knew how helpless he was at this moment.

He had no comment on Song Jiqing.

With his ability, he could not evaluate this unfathomable young man at all.

However, he had to maintain the demeanor of a parent in front of his daughter.

Finally, Dad Ye said pertinently: "Putting aside my prejudice against him, I admit that he is a very outstanding young man. If there weren't those things from four years ago, I would be very relieved to hand you over to him."

The problem now is that the problem four years ago has arisen and cannot be changed.

Dad Ye continued, "So, I want to see his next performance."

He said different things to Song Jiqing and Ye Luo.

He told Song Jiqing that he could hand over his daughter to him with confidence. When he arrived at his daughter, he said that it would depend on Song Jiqing's performance.

He did it on purpose.

If he agreed immediately, Ye Luo would definitely be suspicious of the content of his conversation with Song Jiqing at noon, and would even think that he was going out to meet Song Jiqing in the afternoon.

He pretended to have to examine Song Jiqing, which made Ye Luo more convinced.

As it turns out, no one knows his daughter, Ye Luo believed his father without reservation, and thought it was a pretty good result, and repeatedly confirmed: "Dad, what do you mean is that you don't object to being with Ji Qing?"

"..." Dad Ye was ashamed and emphasized, "I'm not..."

"Well, stop!" Ye Luo made a "stop" gesture, "If you want to continue to investigate Ji Qing, you just agree with my date with Ji Qing, no need to explain!"

Dad Ye compromised helplessly, "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say."

Ye Luo jumped up from the sand and returned to the room with his cell phone.

Dad Ye smiled, then thought of something, looked at the kitchen, and greeted Mom Ye.

Mother Ye wiped her hands on her apron and walked out, "What's wrong?"

Dad Ye said: "I still have a week off and haven't taken a break. It happened that the company had nothing to do during this period. I'm not busy with work. How about we go on vacation to Greece?"

Mother Ye likes traveling and vacationing very much, but Dad Ye’s work is getting busier and busier. They haven’t gone out for travel together for seven or eight years. Usually, Mother Ye goes alone or with a few friends.

Dad Ye suddenly asked to take her on vacation or to Greece. Mother Ye was of course willing, and nodded and said, "Okay, will we contact the travel agency or travel freely?"

"You don't have to worry about these things." Dad Ye waved his hand and said, "A customer of me specializes in private custom travel. I will contact him. He will help us plan all the air tickets, hotels, and itineraries. We just need to pack up our things."

"Then I..."

Mother Ye pointed at herself, a little confused.

In the past, she went out for travel, whether domestic or foreign, to find a travel agency or plan her own itinerary. This time...

Dad Ye smiled and said, "Just follow me."

Mother Ye smiled and said, "Okay."

Ye Luo originally wanted to go back to the room to call Song Jiqing, but when he heard the conversation between his father and mother, he simply stopped at the door of the room and eavesdropped openly throughout the whole process.

Unexpectedly, I was fed a handful of dog food.

Her parents were planning to travel to Greece, and they never mentioned her daughter from beginning to end, let alone brought her with them.

It's like there's no daughter like her!

snort!

Ye Luo returned to the room with a jealousy and called Song Jiqing.

Song Jiqing found that he couldn't help in the kitchen, so he simply came out to take care of the flowers and plants that Song's mother planted on the balcony, tilted her head and clamped her phone between her ears and shoulders, her voice as gentle as her movements: "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!