Han Xiangyang quickly put down his chopsticks and held his wife's shoulder, and advised, "Didn't you agree? If you have something to say, why are you so arrogant?"
Han Jiamei's eyes closed, and she continued to eat with her face down, as if nothing had happened.
Peiying stared at her daughter, and was so angry that she felt relieved after a while.
After dinner, Han Jiamei stood up and said, "Dad, mom, I am already 20 years old and will not live at home all the time. I can't live in Mo Fan's place, live in school, or my own apartment."
After saying that, she turned around and left.
"What's your attitude?" Peiying stood up anxiously, "Mom and Dad are for your own good! Do you know that Mo Fan has a fiancée?!"
"What does it have to do with him if he has a fiancée?" Han Jiamei stopped at the door and turned her eyes.
Peiying widened her eyes, "So is this true?"
"What's true or false?" She was also a little confused, "I've grown up! Can you give me some space? I'm not even able to make friends myself?"
After saying that, she turned around and entered the living room and quickly went upstairs.
Peiying was so angry that her chest hurt, "Honey, look at her, she doesn't admit it! She doesn't admit it even if she lives at home!"
"Okay, okay." Han Xiangyang hugged her shoulder, "You have a bad temper. If you had known, I would have talked to her. Maybe you could have said something to me."
“…”
After Han Jiamei went upstairs, she found that the bedroom had been tidy, the bed sheets were spread flat and the quilts were folded neatly.
It feels very comfortable to step on the white carpet, and Sister Mei has helped her remove mites.
The glass window was filled with snacks she liked to eat, and was arranged neatly, and this small detail made her slightly stunned.
"Miss."
Han Jiamei turned her eyes and saw Sister Mei standing at the door. She looked like she wanted to speak but stopped, "Miss, this was specially prepared by the lady. She really loves you."
"Please tell my mother." Her tone became much calmer, "I'll say the last time, Mo Fan and I are really just friends. If she doesn't believe it, I can't do anything."
"Yes, you can rest early, I will definitely convey it."
After Sister Mei left, Han Jiamei locked the bedroom door and her heart was empty.
He took off his shoes and sat in the sofa in front of the window with his knees in his arms, looking out the night outside the window in a daze.
In an apartment in Tianyu Community.
After get off work, Mo Fan cooked a bowl of noodles for himself and sat alone in the restaurant to eat.
The surroundings were particularly quiet, and there was no less Jiamei's chattering sound. I was really uncomfortable. Even my appetite was reduced by half, and there seemed to be loneliness floating in the air.
After eating the noodles, Mo Fan got up and entered the master bedroom.
There are no girls here.
In the bright light, he came to the bed and stood still, reached out and pulled out the charger plugged into the bed, thinking, why doesn’t this girl have any safety knowledge?
If the other end of the thread is held in the mouth by a child, it can be electrocuted.
He found a long hair lying quietly on the white pillow, so he looked at it. After a while, he reached out and pinched his hair and put it back in the trash can without disgust.
When the phone rang, Mo Fan took it out and saw that it was Han Jiamei's call. His unsightly eyes lit up and he quickly connected, "Jiamei." His mood suddenly became clear.
"I forgot to pull out the charger, please help me." The girl's soft voice came over, looking in a bad mood.
"Are you okay?" Mo Fan was alert, "Where are you?"
"I'm at home." Han Jiamei sighed lightly, "My mother misunderstood our relationship. From today on, we have to avoid suspicion. She is very unhappy and feels that I didn't tell her when I was in love."
"..." Avoid suspicion? What does it mean?
A glimmer flashed through Mo Fan's eyes, "I understand."
"My mother also slanders you, saying you have a fiancée." Jiamei complained, "If we are still so close, according to my mother's personality, how can we slander you."
fiancée?
What flashed in Mo Fan's eyes? Han's mother investigated him?
Jiamei said again, "But thank you for taking me in. Please help me clean up the things first. I will come here to get them when I have time!"
"……good."
Just as Mo Fan was thinking about saying something, Jiamei hung up the phone.
A dumb sound came from the other end of the mobile phone, and Mo Fan had to put down his phone and walked towards the wine cabinet...