Moreover, Qiqing had a good personality and was well-liked with elders. She seemed like a good girl from every perspective.
Song Shijun deliberately pulled the rug from under Han Qiqing as he stared disdainfully at her. “She’s pretty? I think Xiaoxiao is prettier! Oh yeah, and there’s that good friend of Xiaoxiao’s, Xiaomeng. Mom, you should have seen her. She’s mixed and she looks just like a doll. She’s really pretty!”
Mama Song tutted and rebuked him, “How can you say that about Qiqing? Qiqing is very pretty! Of course, Xiaoxiao is also very pretty. As for Xiaoxiao’s friend that you mentioned, I haven’t seen her before, but I don’t like mixed girls very much. I still prefer pure Chinese. Foreigners aren’t as good-looking as our Chinese.”
“Auntie, you’re the best.” Han Qiqing held Mama Song’s arm, snuggled up to her, and complained, saying, “Shijun always say that I’m ugly. He’s so irritating. Auntie, you have to help me teach him a lesson. How can he say that about a girl?”
Mama Song hugged her as she joked, “Ah Jun is just saying that, but that’s not what he really feels.”
Han Qiqing nodded seriously, “I think so too. He is just jealous that I look better than him!”
Song Shijun couldn’t stand listening to her anymore, and he shook his head helplessly. “Ma, why are you siding with her? Are you still my Ma? Why does it feel like it is Qiqing who is your child?”
“I’ve watched Qiqing grow up over the years. Qiqing is almost like a daughter to me.” Mama Song smiled lovingly.
Han Qiqing leaned her little face over to Mama Song and said, “Daughter? We’re obviously sisters. If Auntie walks on the streets with me, other people will definitely mistake us for sisters.”
“You’re so sweet.” Mama Song laughed happily as she held Han Qiqing’s hand very affectionately.
Song Shijun gave Qiqing a thumbs up.
After about an hour of waiting at Song residence, Mu Xiaoxiao finally arrived.
Han Qiqing came out to receive her, however, she was her alone. Han Qiqing asked curiously, “Where’s Yin Shaojie? Why are you here by yourself?”
“He still has some business to attend to and he told us to go first. He will go over later tonight,” Mu Xiaoxiao explained as she dragged her suitcase and walked over with her.
Initially they had planned for Yin Shaojie to meet Uncle Su after they returned from Nanxiang Old Town.
However, right after they showered back in their apartment and were about to head out, they got a call from Uncle Su.
Yin Shaojie couldn’t ignore him, so he told her to head over the Song residence first. He would meet up with them at Nanxiang Old Town after meeting with Uncle Su.
In the house.
Song Shijun went into his room to pack his luggage when his mother came in.
“Ma, you don’t need to help. It’s just a trip for a day or two. There’s no need to bring too many things.” He thought that his mother had came in to help him pack up.
However, his mother tugged his hand and said to him, “So what’s the situation now with you and Qiqing? When did you two start dating?”
Song Shijun was unsure whether to laugh or cry. “Who said anything about dating? Stop driveling!”
Mama Song grumbled, “Can’t you make good use of this chance? Qiqing is such a nice girl. She’s pretty and has a good personality and her body is still developing, so she’ll look better in the future.”
This wasn’t the first time Song Shijun had listened to this talk. He was already quite immune to it.
So he decided to turn a deaf ear and continued picking clothes from the closet.
Moreover, Qiqing had a good personality and was well-liked with elders. She seemed like a good girl from every perspective.
Song Shijun deliberately pulled the rug from under Han Qiqing as he stared disdainfully at her. “She’s pretty? I think Xiaoxiao is prettier! Oh yeah, and there’s that good friend of Xiaoxiao’s, Xiaomeng. Mom, you should have seen her. She’s mixed and she looks just like a doll. She’s really pretty!”
Mama Song tutted and rebuked him, “How can you say that about Qiqing? Qiqing is very pretty! Of course, Xiaoxiao is also very pretty. As for Xiaoxiao’s friend that you mentioned, I haven’t seen her before, but I don’t like mixed girls very much. I still prefer pure Chinese. Foreigners aren’t as good-looking as our Chinese.”
“Auntie, you’re the best.” Han Qiqing held Mama Song’s arm, snuggled up to her, and complained, saying, “Shijun always say that I’m ugly. He’s so irritating. Auntie, you have to help me teach him a lesson. How can he say that about a girl?”
Mama Song hugged her as she joked, “Ah Jun is just saying that, but that’s not what he really feels.”
Han Qiqing nodded seriously, “I think so too. He is just jealous that I look better than him!”
Song Shijun couldn’t stand listening to her anymore, and he shook his head helplessly. “Ma, why are you siding with her? Are you still my Ma? Why does it feel like it is Qiqing who is your child?”
“I’ve watched Qiqing grow up over the years. Qiqing is almost like a daughter to me.” Mama Song smiled lovingly.
Han Qiqing leaned her little face over to Mama Song and said, “Daughter? We’re obviously sisters. If Auntie walks on the streets with me, other people will definitely mistake us for sisters.”
“You’re so sweet.” Mama Song laughed happily as she held Han Qiqing’s hand very affectionately.
Song Shijun gave Qiqing a thumbs up.
After about an hour of waiting at Song residence, Mu Xiaoxiao finally arrived.
Han Qiqing came out to receive her, however, she was her alone. Han Qiqing asked curiously, “Where’s Yin Shaojie? Why are you here by yourself?”
“He still has some business to attend to and he told us to go first. He will go over later tonight,” Mu Xiaoxiao explained as she dragged her suitcase and walked over with her.
Initially they had planned for Yin Shaojie to meet Uncle Su after they returned from Nanxiang Old Town.
However, right after they showered back in their apartment and were about to head out, they got a call from Uncle Su.
Yin Shaojie couldn’t ignore him, so he told her to head over the Song residence first. He would meet up with them at Nanxiang Old Town after meeting with Uncle Su.
In the house.
Song Shijun went into his room to pack his luggage when his mother came in.
“Ma, you don’t need to help. It’s just a trip for a day or two. There’s no need to bring too many things.” He thought that his mother had came in to help him pack up.
However, his mother tugged his hand and said to him, “So what’s the situation now with you and Qiqing? When did you two start dating?”
Song Shijun was unsure whether to laugh or cry. “Who said anything about dating? Stop driveling!”
Mama Song grumbled, “Can’t you make good use of this chance? Qiqing is such a nice girl. She’s pretty and has a good personality and her body is still developing, so she’ll look better in the future.”
This wasn’t the first time Song Shijun had listened to this talk. He was already quite immune to it.
So he decided to turn a deaf ear and continued picking clothes from the closet.
