Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“We are a fake couple. We’re not in a real relationship.”
We’re not a real couple, so meeting your mother isn’t necessary. It’s totally unneeded!
A ball of rage inexplicably formed in his heart at the seriousness on her face.
“You seem to have forgotten why I made a contract with you.” He peered at her unhappily.
“Ugh… I didn’t. Isn’t it just to be your shield?” she inquired back, blinking in confusion.
“Hur. You do remember that you’re a shield.” He mirthlessly laughed at her.
“… Ugh!” She realized with a start that she had made a mistake.
She indeed had to meet this man’s mother!
As his shield, what was her purpose? It was, of course, to let his parents know that he was in a committed relationship, so he did not need to go on blind dates anymore.
Hence, she must go and meet the man’s mother. Not only was she unable to reject the meeting, she even had to see his mother with all her mind and energy.
“All right, I got it. I’ll go meet your mother this weekend.” She hung her head gloomily as she mumbled this.
“Mhm.” His forehead scrunched up slightly at her listless look. “You don’t want to meet my mother that much?”
She pursed her lips helplessly. “It’s not that I don’t want to meet your mother, but… it’s feels weird somehow.”
“Weird? How is it weird?” He continued to frown at her.
“Given the real nature of our relationship, I just don’t see the point in me meeting your parents,” she muttered.
He cocked a brow at her in response to that.
“Didn’t you meet that Wen Qimo’s parents when you acted as his shield at that time?”
She paused and subconsciously wanted to reply, He and you are different. I don’t have feelings for Qimo, so even if I meet his parents, there’s nothing to it.
“Don’t tell me I can’t even compare to that guy?” There was warning in his eyes as he looked at her. It was as if he were a predator, waiting for a chance to pounce on his prey.
A certain Mr. CEO, who easily got jealous and was very possessive, was currently mad with envy at a certain guy.
“…” She, being her usual dunce self, naturally failed to notice that he was feeling jealous right now and only chalked up his remark to his pride getting trampled.
“I didn’t mean that. Okay, okay. I take back my words and say that meeting your parents isn’t awkward at all. I’ll make sure to prep myself thoroughly for my meeting with your mother this weekend. Happy now?” She looked at him resignation and muttered inside, This annoying fellow is too petty. His desire to compare everything makes me speechless.
“Mhm.” It was a good thing that the man also realized the folly in his attitude and quickly restrained himself.
D*mn it. Every time I’m with this dumb woman, I become a little strange and do things I usually won’t do.
“That… Ziming, what does your mother likes and dislikes?” She carefully worded his question while gazing at the suddenly mum man.
“What does she like and dislike? Why are you asking me that?” He raised a brow at her.
“…” The hell! Why else am I asking?! It’s of course to prepare for my first meeting with your mother!
“Since I’m meeting your mother, I should at least leave her a good impression me, right?” Although she was smiling at him, these words left her mouth through gritted teeth.
“Oh.” He merely nodded at her reasoning. While his face remained expressionless, her words actually made him feel very elated.
“…” Oh, oh, oh, your head! What the hell do you mean by that?!
“Don’t be nervous. My mother is a nice person, so you don’t need to curry favor with her. She’ll surely like you when she sees you.” On a rare occasion and upon receiving her glare, he spoke at length.
She blinked her eyes at the man in shock.
Her shock did not stem from the man taking great care to reassure her but from him saying the same thing as his cousin, instead.
The two of them seem quite sure that his mother will like me.
Could it be as Qitong has said? That I have a lot in common with this man’s mother?
“All right. Don’t think further on this.” He comforted her more upon noting the bitterness and seriousness on her face.
She nodded at him with a smile. “Mhm-kay.”
I’m not Ziming’s real girlfriend, anyway. Why should I feel bothered whether his mom will like or hate me?
Whatever she thinks of me in the end doesn’t really matter, right?
Thinking it through, her heart finally felt at ease.
He also breathed in relief when he saw her expression return to normal.
“I’ll accompany you this weekend.”
She, who had just calmed down, spewed out the tea in her mouth upon hearing that. “Pwah!”
He was fortunately sitting quite a distance from her; hence, the tea she had spewed out did not hit his face.
Even so, the tea managed to reach his clothes.
“You’re accompanying me? Why?!” She widened her eyes at him, obviously quite taken aback. The look on her face was akin to someone who had seen a ghost.
“…” He looked at his clothes, which were stained by her ‘saliva’, and the corner of his eyes twitched. When he shifted his gaze on to her face, he sucked in a deep breath.
“Why do you think so?”
This d*mn, stupid woman is treating me like this when I’m being this nice to her! Plus, what’s with the look?! Is it that scary for me to accompany her there?!
