Pretense

Madame Yuezheng became even more annoyed. She sneered. "He doesn't think of me as his grandmother at all!"

Second Mrs. Yuezheng smiled. "It is fine, Mom. Xiao loves you, but he is just fickle because he is a young man. He can be confused sometimes. Ting, talk with your grandmother, and I will check in the kitchen. Mom, you are going to be served delicious food consisting of longan with duck soup. I have to stay by the fireplace and watch it carefully."

Only now did Madame Yuezheng feel happier. She smiled emotionally. "You love me the most!"

Yuezheng Ting blinked her eyes and said with a smile, "That is what we should do!"

Madame Yuezheng laughed.

By the time they finished with lunch, Madame Yuezheng was very happy. After that, the mother and daughter went back to their own yards.

The mother and the daughter felt so uncomfortable after pretending to serve Madame Yuezheng well.