Liang Dongyan didn't tell Liang Xinyun about getting the certificate, but he said that she and Han Chen were "having drama". Zhou Mo couldn't help but wonder if Liang Dongyan had an eye problem.

She and Han Chen said that they had old and new grudges, and they were enemies on the same road.

I just thought that we were opposite each other, and we were high school classmates and old friends. Taking into account the superficial friendship between the two parties, I didn't want to break up with each other carelessly.

I don’t know what Han Chen was thinking. Anyway, she felt that she had done something sorry for Han Chen over the weekend and was gone.

She never thought about letting go of her grudges with Han Chen.

Han Chen wants revenge, so feel free to come over.

Liang Xinyun asked again: "How did you and Han Chen meet this time?"

"Oh, the lawyer introduced to me by my mentor was also Liang Dongyan. I happened to be with Han Chen and met him."

"I'm not talking about this time," Liang Xinyun asked, "I'm talking about the first time you met Han Chen in the two months since he came back. How did you meet him?"

"Uh..." Zhou Mo didn't know how to answer.

The first time I met... was when Han Chen came to the door in the middle of the night in the rain.

It was Han Chen who took the initiative to find her. To find out, Liang Xinyun had to get to the bottom of it again.

There is no need to ask why Han Chen took the initiative to find her.

She couldn't say that Han Chen came to her house to get a marriage certificate, right?

"Just... we met by chance," Zhou Mo deliberately ignored that day and chose what happened the next day, saying, "My ex-boyfriend is hospitalized, and Han Chen is his attending doctor."

Sure enough, the word "ex-boyfriend" worked well. Liang Xinyun's face immediately fell and her smile disappeared.

"Do you still have contact with your ex-boyfriend?"

"It's impossible that we haven't contacted each other. He and I have a lawsuit to fight."

"That's good," Liang Xinyun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"kindness?"

Liang Xinyun quickly changed her words, "No, I mean... with Liang Dongyan's help, everything can be solved easily."

Zhou Mo didn't think much about it.

By the time dinner was served, it was already dark.

Liang Xinyun bought a free-range chicken and said she wanted to make a soup. Zhou Mo said it would be faster to use a pressure cooker, but Liang Xinyun insisted on using a casserole to stew it slowly, saying it tasted good.

This stew lasted several hours.

Zhou Mo had no choice but to leave, so he could only stay. Unexpectedly, it was already dark by this time.

Plus tomorrow is Sunday, Liang Xinyun has even more reasons, saying: "I won't go to work tomorrow, so there will be no delay. If you feel that it is too late to go home and it is not safe, let Han Chen take you back later."

What else could Zhou Mo say? Liang Xinyun had already thought out all the escape routes for her.

Liang Xinyun is an elder, an old friend of Zhou Mo's parents, and a neighbor and aunt whom she hasn't seen for many years. How could Zhou Mo, who has always been well-behaved and sensible in front of his elders, go against Liang Xinyun's wishes?

At the dinner table, Liang Xinyun specifically reminded Han Chen: "Serve Momo a bowl of chicken soup! The soup is so close to you, isn't it convenient?"

Only then did Han Chen notice the pot of chicken soup in front of him. He stood up, filled a bowl, and placed it next to Zhou Mo's hand.

Zhou Mo smiled broadly and watched all this as if he were watching a good show.

He rested his chin with his hand to relax, and asked jokingly: "So you have changed so much now because your aunt taught you little by little?"

Han Chen, in Zhou Mo's impression at first, was boring, rigid, and lackluster, but now it is different. He has learned how to easily unscrew the bottle cap when delivering water to a girl, and even press the elevator button for her.

It's a bit like learning to be a gentleman.

Han Chenwei ignored Zhou Mo and served another bowl to Liang Xinyun, "Mom, you can try it too."

Liang Xinyun took it with satisfaction and asked Zhou Mo: "Momo, how is our Han Chen's performance now? Are you satisfied?"

Zhou Mo's face turned red, "...it's pretty good."

Why did he suddenly ask her if she was satisfied or not? It seemed as if Han Chen tried his best to change just to cater to her evaluation.

She added, "But it's useless if I'm satisfied. Han Chen's future partner must be satisfied."

Liang Xinyun's smile froze on her face and she said unnaturally: "Eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

I gave Zhou Mo and Han Chen a piece of pork ribs each.

Dinner is over.

Liang Xinyun said she would not let Zhou Mo into the kitchen and insisted that she sit in the living room and watch TV. She also said that Han Shen was not cooking and leaving him responsible for washing the dishes.

He pulled Zhou Mo to sit on the sofa and started chatting again.

Zhou Mo sat on pins and needles, looked at the time, and said he had to leave.

Afraid that Liang Xinyun would find any excuses again, she just asked her to stay here overnight.

Zhou Mo had an idea, opened the bag, took out a brand new sapphire blue velvet jewelry box, and opened it.

A silver diamond-encrusted brooch lies quietly inside, with rhinestones scattering colorful starlight.

"Auntie, I came in a hurry and didn't bring any souvenirs. This brooch is for you."

"Ah, what's the matter? You and Han Chen are classmates, and we are neighbors. You coming over is enough to make me happy. Why do you still give me things?"

Zhou Mo took out the brooch and sat forward, "It's a small gift. I can't let your meal go in vain, right? I'll put it on for you."

When it comes to coaxing his elders, Zhou Mo feels he has no equal.

Help Liang Xinyun put it on and push Liang Xinyun to look in the mirror.

I didn't notice that the bag on the sofa was not put properly, and half of it was hanging on the edge of the sofa.

Liang Xinyun looked in the bathroom mirror, her face filled with uncontrollable happiness.

"Very beautiful." Liang Xinyun couldn't help but praise.

"As long as you like it," Zhou Mo took advantage of making Liang Xinyun happy and pretended to look at the time, "It's getting late, I should go back. Aunt Liang, I'll see you next time."

With the blessing of gifts, Liang Xinyun naturally kept smiling, "Okay, I'll let Han Chen give it to you later."

"No, I can just take a taxi. It's not far from where I live."

The two of them walked towards the living room as they talked. When they looked up, they found that Zhou Mo's bag had fallen off the sofa.

Some of the items in the bag were scattered around the corner of the sofa.

Lipstick, powder box, small mirror, and pomade were all poured out. The farthest and most eye-catching thing was a small square thing with jagged edges.

A discerning person will know what it is at a glance.

"Momo, you..."

Zhou Mo was so embarrassed that she almost died in society. No matter what, she quickly stepped forward and put the things in her bag.

When she was reaching out to pick up the small, square thing, a hand suddenly appeared and took the small, square thing away before her.

Zhou Mo looked up and saw Han Chen stood up, put the things into his pockets as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "I should have been allowed to pretend yesterday."

Zhou Mo looked confused and his mind was filled with questions.

What is he talking about? Is it Chinese?

Zhou Mo's brain suddenly shut down.

Liang Xinyun was the first to react. She helped Zhou Mo up and pushed Han Chen, "Send Momo back quickly. It's already so late. Hurry."

Like a storm, before Zhou Mo could realize what Han Chen meant by what he just said, Zhou Mo and Han Chen were sent out of the house by Liang Xinyun at the same time.

Zhou Mo turned around and looked at the closed door, staring at Han Chen fiercely.

Han Chen ignored it and walked into the elevator, "Are you leaving or not?"
Chapter completed!