After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic-Chapter 904: A Mother’s Love

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Chapter 904: Chapter 904: A Mother’s Love

Mr. Zuo was almost moved to tears with joy: "My son has finally come to his senses, knows to find a girlfriend, and likes women. I thought he only liked digging coal! Honey, I trust your judgment. If you say she’s good, she must be good!"

Mr. Zuo treated his wife like a queen, serving tea and massaging her shoulders, more like a devoted servant than a big boss, taking great care of his princess.

Mrs. Zuo was very happy, chatted with her husband for a while, and then remembered that she had left the things she bought in her son’s car at noon. She asked Mr. Zuo to go get them for her.

Mr. Zuo went to the underground garage, bringing up large and small bags, and asked in surprise, "Honey, did you buy me shirts and ties?"

Mrs. Zuo was very puzzled: "No, you already have so many shirts you can’t finish wearing them. Why would I buy them for you?"

She took the shirts, looked at them, and immediately jumped up: "Oh my, these must be from my future daughter-in-law for my son. He never wears this mint color. This color is obviously picked by a young girl, and the tie too. He doesn’t usually wear this brand."

They belonged to the nouveau riche, loving to buy things that are both expensive and luxurious. However, their son was quite the opposite, always enjoying low-profile purchases, even driving a low-profile Volkswagen Phaeton.

Mrs. Zuo ran with the shirt upstairs, burst directly into her son’s bedroom: "Ryker, did Little Zoe buy this for you?"

Left Zuo, who was undressing, flinched and hurriedly pulled his pants back up.

He looked grim: "Mom, how many times have I told you to knock before coming in!"

Mrs. Zuo was indifferent: "I raised you, what part of you haven’t I seen? Aren’t you still in your underwear? I didn’t see anything! Okay, okay, don’t be angry. There are no coal mines in A City, even if you’re angry, you have nowhere to dig."

Ryker’s face turned darker. He zipped up his pants, his voice stiff: "Get out!"

"Then tell mom, is this something the girl bought for you? Tell me and I’ll leave."

Ryker gritted his teeth: "Yes."

This made Mrs. Zuo furious, and she slapped her son on the back: "Do you have any shame, letting the girl buy such an expensive shirt for you when you haven’t bought her anything?"

Ryker almost ground his teeth to dust. Didn’t she say she’d leave once he answered? Will she or won’t she?

"How do you know I didn’t buy anything?"

"Of course, I know. I raised you, how could I not understand you? You’re so stingy, never willing to buy gifts for girls! Besides, my phone is linked to your credit card. I get a notification with every purchase, and I haven’t received any notifications, meaning you didn’t spend a cent!"

Ryker couldn’t withstand his mother’s rapid-fire criticism and chose to surrender, hoping for a quick resolution: "Okay, okay, I’ll buy her something tomorrow."

Mrs. Zuo didn’t believe him: "When you come back tomorrow, I want to see your receipts. They must be for the girl; you’re not allowed to buy things for yourself and then tell me it’s for her!"

"Got it, now please leave. I need to change clothes."

Mrs. Zuo was delighted once he agreed and happily went to take off her son’s shirt to replace it with the new one Zoe bought for him.

Ryker was highly resistant: "I’m not wearing it."

"Will you wear it or not? If you don’t, I’ll make a racket in your room until dawn tonight!"

Ryker was scared of her. She really could do it!

He spat out the word in frustration: "Fine."