MTL - Heartwarming Kiss-Chapter 299 Remember to thank people

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   Chapter 299 Remember to thank others

   Cheng Huai came home, the room was still brightly lit.

   He wanted to go upstairs directly, but was stopped by his mother.

"Wait a minute".

   "Huh? What's wrong?"

   "Have you been in a relationship recently? Auntie called me just now to say that you asked her to buy supplies for girls, because she was afraid of her mother's objection, so you were hiding your relationship?"

   Finally a girl likes her, of course she wants her son to take good care of her.

   The little white rabbit that reaches its mouth can no longer fly.

  Cheng Huai was helpless: "There is no love, you think too much".

   I expected to be questioned by her, so I was ready on the way.

  Auntie has been in his house for so many years and has a good relationship with his mother, so it is not surprising that she would tell her this news.

   "No love?" She muttered to herself, then stood up with her hands on her hips and looked at him aggressively: "Are you trying to be irresponsible?"

   "Let me tell you, if you bully someone and you're not responsible for patting your butt, then get out of this house for me, how could I give birth to your irresponsible son".

   She heard from her aunt that she bought a set of clothes for the other girl, including intimate clothes, but Cheng Huai didn't make it clear that Cheng's mother had already made a preconceived idea.

   On the road of thinking, we go further and further.

   The more he talked, the more excited he came over, clenching his fists and attacking him.

"I…"

   "What are you, don't think you are my son, so I don't dare to beat you up. It makes sense to bully other girls, right?"

   "You calm down". Cheng Huai managed to dodge the attack, went around behind the sofa, it was better to stabilize her first, and said anxiously, "I didn't do anything."

   "She's really not my girlfriend, at least not yet. I also want her to be my girlfriend, so I'm still working on it."

   "Really? You didn't lie to me?" Mother Cheng looked at him suspiciously, as if to see if he was lying or not.

   "Well, I didn't lie to you, it's true, I like people, but I haven't gotten to that point yet."

   Bullying other people's little girls before they are stable, he still can't do such a thing.

   He wanted to be with Song Jiaying, not to make the other party hate him, and finally there was no chance of getting close.

  Mother Cheng's face was full of excitement: "Oh my God! You finally have someone you like, I'll go prepare some melon seeds".

   Cheng Huai didn't know why: "What are you going to do to prepare melon seeds?"

"Of course, I'll listen to you and talk about it, and explain what's going on with the girl, whether it's your wishful thinking or the two of you. You have to talk about whether there is a chance to be together. If there is little hope, don't tell me, lest it be too bad. An easily ignited hope has sunk into disappointment."

  Cheng Huai: "...ninety percent hope, so don't worry, I'll tell you if I'm sure."

   As he spoke, he stepped back slightly, and after a long distance, he ran to the stairs: "I'll go up first, Yu Wenci asked me to discuss things, I'll return the information."

  Mother Cheng: "…"

   slid fast.

   She also wanted to give him advice.

   On the other hand, Song Jiaying was also a series of cross-examinations after her parents came over.

   From the injury on the foot to the clothes in the bag, Father Song was very sensitive. Seeing his daughter's uncomfortable attitude, his thoughts spread all at once.

   "Who bought your clothes for you?" Father Song asked.

  Song Jia said without changing her face: "friend".

  Mother Song also found the clue, looked at her suspiciously, and asked curiously, "What friend will buy you such expensive clothes?"

  Mother Song saw at a glance that these clothes must be of great value. Which friend would make such a big deal?

   This relationship must be very good.

   "Just... just a friend. When he saw that I was injured, he came to see me and brought me a suit by the way."

   "Boy or girl?"

"…girl".

   Forgive her for not being ready, so she lied a little.

   Then there is such a situation, it is really not suitable for confession.

   She hides her love in her heart, and there will always be a day when she sees the light.

  Mother Song: "It seems that you have a good relationship. Remember to thank them and transfer the money back. If it's not enough, Mom and Dad can transfer it to you."

"understood".

   Song's father and Song's mother have never treated Song Jiaying badly in material terms, and of course such a precious daughter is well-loved.

  The conditions of the family are more than those of others, and they are considered to be above a well-off family, so she has lived happily ever since she was a child.

   After finally talking, Mother Song put the topic on her feet again, looking at her daughter's injured foot with distress.

   "It's even more swollen than a pig's trotter. I don't know which immoral person can't walk steadily like this. I'll wait for you to get better. Mom will make you some soup tonic, what do you think?"

   Song Jiaying told them about the cause and effect on the phone.

   didn't mention the scene of the dispute, but said that someone accidentally bumped into her while walking, and she didn't stand still and fell down the stairs at a strange angle.

   If he had told them the truth as it was, Father Song would probably be able to beat him up.

  Song Jiaying: "…"

   can already anticipate the miserable days in bed that follow.

  Because her mother would toss all kinds of soups and medicines for her to drink.

  Occasionally drink it, but if you drink it regularly, you will probably get tired of drinking it.

   "I think it's okay, let your mother cook you something to drink, it's good for your feet". Father Song nodded in agreement.

  Song Jiaying looked at them weakly and helplessly, and said weakly: "...Can I refuse?"

  Mother Song smiled, shook her head and said, "No."

   Song Jiaying wailed and lay back on the bed.

   "Be careful, don't touch your feet".

  Song Jiaying was helpless: "It's not so exaggerated, I'm very careful, I won't encounter it".

   Inexplicably felt like a fragile doll in the eyes of my parents at the moment.

   Don't worry about anything.

   She really wants to be discharged soon! I really want to eat junk food.

   The heart flew out before it even started.

   There is also a bed in the ward that can be rested and escorted, so Song Jiaying's parents are discussing who will stay first tonight.

   She took advantage of this time to chat with Su Yunxiu.

   asked her if the dance troupe's performance would be affected.

  Su Yunxiu: [You can recuperate from your injury at ease. Here in the regiment, another plan has been adopted. Rearrange the dance formation. This is the fastest solution.]

  Song Jiaying: [Hey! I want to go too! 】

   She cherishes every opportunity to have a stage, this time she can only spend it in bed.

  Su Yunxiu: [When your legs are healed, we still have a chance]

  Song Jiaying: [Yeah! I'll get better soon]

  Su Yunxiu: 【Touch your head.jpg】

   Song Jiaying was comforted.

   Even if it's for dancing, she wants her legs to get better soon.

   So all kinds of medicated meals should be medicated meals. As long as she can get better soon, she doesn't mind drinking more.

   (end of this chapter)

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