The woman who was holding on to the door forced a smile out of embarrassment. Liang Xuewen could see that there was even a hint of flattery in the stiff cellar, but she didn't know why, but she felt even more disgusted in her heart.
She is a straightforward and neat person, with her own set of principles and decision-making standards. If Qin Xiaoman can stand up at this time,
Giving a resounding answer, no matter what the answer was, she felt that it would be much more pleasing to the eyes than her silent voice, seemingly bearing the humiliation and forcing a guilty smile.
She didn’t know how her son could choose such a boring gourd. In today’s society, professional women bear no less pressure than men. The so-called “kindness and suppleness” is sometimes synonymous with cowardice and incompetence. Even in standing positions
The "house helper" behind a man must also be a capable person if he wants to be called "virtuous".
Thinking of this, Liang Xuewen's face became increasingly impatient.
"Where's Yan Zisong?" she asked coldly. She was sure that there was really no way to communicate smoothly with this meek-tempered woman, and Liang Xuewen was no longer persistent.
"He is..." Qin Xiaoman pointed back, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a loud male voice from behind.
"Mom, why are you here?" Yan Zisong wrapped himself in a bath towel and walked downstairs while wiping his hair.
Liang Xuewen frowned again and finally walked through the door.
"So, you just said a word to your assistant for no reason, and you are going to not show up for a week, right? Yan Zisong, don't you know that you are now leading a company with thousands of employees?"
Liang Xuewen went straight to the sofa and sat down. If she hadn't called Yan Zisong's office this morning because of the next year's marketing plan, she might still not know that her son was so ridiculous.
What is the situation now? Is it going to be a drama of "from now on the king will not come to court early"?
However, Yan Zisong walked leisurely to the bewildered Qin Xiaoman and touched her shoulder. The woman, unable to move forward or retreat, glanced at the man's naked upper body from the corner of her eye and couldn't help but secretly moan in her heart.
This man, he doesn’t think his mother hates her daughter-in-law enough, right?
"We're getting married. Isn't it a long time to take a week's wedding leave?"
He spoke clearly, and Liang Xuewen was so shocked that she jumped up from the sofa.
"What?"
"Getting married yesterday." Yan Zisong said it easily and naturally, not as if he was reporting his marriage to his mother, but as if he was conveying his big day to his colleagues.
Liang Xuewen couldn't believe her own ears. The reason why she came here in person today was firstly for official business, and secondly because Yan Zisong had hardly ever seen or spoken to her since she knew about his life experience.
She originally planned to find an opportunity to have a good talk with him, but unexpectedly, a shock was waiting for her.
Her only son, the hope of her life, the one who could sacrifice her life for him, is now even unwilling to say hello to her about getting married?
"Zisong, how could you do this?" The heartbroken woman discovered for the first time that she would lose the ability to organize words even under heavy pain. "You didn't even tell your father or me that you got married? Do you still have parents in your eyes?
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Qin Xiaoman was a little confused. She never thought that Yan Zisong had settled all the relationships and didn't even tell his parents about it. She looked at the man next to her with some surprise.
But he curled his lips in disdain, "Will you agree?"