Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Ma’am, Sir and Madam are here. You should all talk.”
He then escaped in a flash.
Zhuang Nainai had heard their conversation from the stairs. Her mouth twitched in amusement.
She turned to see Si Zhengting and did not see any change in his expression apart from a glint of helplessness in his eyes. Was this Ding Mengya’s common behavior?
But it could not be, she was a snob who looked down on the poor five years ago!
Zhuang Nainai bit her lips. Or could it be, that ugly side of her only came out when she was meeting her?
She was still pondering over it when she saw Ding Mengya stand and turn towards them. The latter’s eyes lit up when she saw them, and then she gave a sigh. “Son, you have to show some concern for Lee. Based on school year and seniority, he’s like an uncle to you.”
Si Zhengting nodded at her nonsensical words. “The things that you got for me last time, I’d given them all to uncle Lee.”
The butler fervently wished for himself to be let off the hook, especially when it concerned THAT area. /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~
Zhuang Nainai was lost for words.
Why was this nothing like she expected?
Shouldn’t the scene be of Ding Mengya starting a fight when she came downstairs?
But she had yet to feel any animosity from Ding Mengya.
Zhuang Nainai put her guard up. She walked respectfully up to Ding Mengya and greeted, “Hello.”
Si Zhengting raised his brows again.
An inexplicable annoyance surfaced in his heart.
Since the wedding, she had always referred to his mother as “your mother.” Even now, she had not addressed her as Mother. Was she being shy or was she unhappy in this marriage?
Zhuang Nainai had put all her mind on Ding Mengya and did not notice Si Zhengting’s displeasure.
But Ding Mengya caught it right away. She curled her lips and smiled, and she did not extend her hand towards Zhuang Nainai like just now. Instead, she sat back down at the same spot and instructed them to sit on the sofa across from her.
Zhuang Nainai bit down on her lips and followed suit with Si Zhengting.
Ding Mengya smiled again. “Qingyan, this is our first time meeting, no rush in calling me ‘Mother,’ I know you youngsters are all shy.”
So… she was just being shy?
Si Zhengting raised his brows and glanced at Zhuang Nainai. She was indeed sitting tensely at the edge of her seat.
His displeasure from seconds ago instantly vanished.
Ding Mengya was relieved and looked again at Zhuang Nainai’s tense body. She continued, laughing, “I came over so suddenly today as I’ll be flying to Europe tomorrow. I’ve made some plans with old friends and I can’t cancel on them. I have to meet my new daughter-in-law though, so I came over to give you a gift.”
She then took out a box from her bag and passed it to her.
Zhuang Nainai was stunned. Knowing that Si Zhengting was watching from her side, she received the box with a “thank you.”
The box looked very old and simple; she did not know what it contained.
Zhuang Nainai lowered her eyes and held it in her palms, not knowing what to say next.
The atmosphere in the living room grew awkward again.
But Si Zhengting’s gaze was fixed on the box. He then turned to Ding Mengya with a gentle and warm look.
