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Shawn smirked at everyone saying his hello, before reaching his mother, "Mom!" He lowered and hugged his mother by shoulders, "Why did you have to put yourself in this dirt heap?" He whispered showing his dissatisfaction.

Megan sighed at his words. He doesn't understand how important it is for those ladies to maintain their well-fabricated image and how it would hurt them if they get excluded.

Standing up, "I hope, the lovely ladies don't mind if I steal my mother away." Shawn said as he pulled his mother up from the chair.

A few smiled and one waved her hand as though she was shy by the compliment, "You have such a sweet tongue."

Megan: "..."

She wanted to smack his son and say 'get a girlfriend, not a middle-aged woman.' However, she flashed a smile at the lady with her son.