Daugher-in-Law

Jiang Yingyue was busy cooking food while Yan Meilin sat next to her, observing every single movement she made.

Being observed like this was very uncomfortable, but at least she was used to being observed in school, so she managed to cook without any issues.

"Do you like Qingshan?" Yan Meilin suddenly asked out of nowhere, her question making Jiang Yingyue stagger, her eyes widening in shock and horror as she turned around and looked at Yan Meilin with trepidation.

"Now now, don't be scared," the mother said with a chuckle when she noticed the extreme reaction that Jiang Yingyue had. "I was just wondering if you and Han Qingshan got along well."

Jiang Yingyue's heart was beating rapidly, her actions were staggering, and she looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. Although Jiang Yingyue had not answered the question, she was simply incapable of hiding her emotions well, and Yan Meilin's smile widened so far that her eyes turned to crescent moons; she was going to support this gutsy girl in getting in a relationship with her son!

Jiang Yingyue felt a blush creep up on her cheeks, she was incapable of holding it back, and she quickly turned her back towards Yan Meilin, trying to explain her emotions and flustered behavior.

"Han Qingshan is a good... friend... of mine," she said with a voice so low that it sounded like a mosquito.

Yan Meilin noticed that her teasing had truly been a little over the top, and she smiled knowingly but said nothing more.

The sound of the water had stopped some time ago, and it was at this moment that Han Qingshan exited the bathroom. His body was draped in a sleeping robe that was slightly open, displaying his chiseled chest, and one could even vaguely see his abdominal muscles.

His black hair was messy, and small drops of water ran down the tips, down the neck, and onto the clavicle.

The drops of water played well against his skin that was colored like honey. His appearance was so attractive that Jiang Yingyue felt flustered just looking at him.

Yan Meilin was ecstatic. She noticed the suppressed glance that Han Qingshan sent towards Jiang Yingyue.

Usually, he would never be dressed so sloppily, neither would he walk around with wet hair, but now he was doing this, was it not the same as tempting the young girl he lived with?

Yan Meilin might look youthful, but she was a shrewd woman who knew a lot about tricks that others might pull. She had seen any trick that women had tried to pull on her husband, and she had been involved in multiple intrigues to stay at the top, and Han Qingshan's current behavior was so different from his usual self. The only thing that could be behind this was Jiang Yingyue.

Truthfully, Yan Meilin was shocked. She knew Han Qingshan as well as the back of her hand, but he was suddenly starting to change. She could not help but feel excited about this change, so she was even more energetic.

Jiang Yingyue's behavior earlier had made Yan Meilin think that the girl liked Han Qingshan, and seeing her son, he clearly wanted something from this girl as well.

"Mother, why are you here?" Han Qingshan was shocked when he saw his mother had arrived, and he could not help but feel slightly worried. Had she arrived with that dress she said she would sew for Jiang Yingyue?

He suddenly felt worried as well. What had they spoken about while he was in the bath? Had his mother said something she should not have said?

Seeing that Jiang Yingyue was burying her head in the cooking, he felt relaxed.

"Qingshan, why did you not tell me that Jiang Fengmian is living here now?" she asked smilingly. "And why did you not tell us that he can cook? You should have invited us over for dinner or let us invite you two home for dinner!"

"Mother, he is my friend, and he is just staying for a short while. He already met father, so there is no need for him to come home to the mansion." Han Qingshan felt slightly helpless. He could not understand why his mother was so nosy; she had not usually cared about his relationships.

"Well, this is like I am visiting my daughter-in-law," Yan Meilin sighed with happiness, but her words caused a clattering to sound in the kitchen as Jiang Yingyue dropped the ladle she had in her hands.

"Sorry," she muttered, not daring to turn her head around, but her ears were so red that even Han Qingshan could see it, and for some reason, a feeling of pride swelled in his heart.

"I am staying here for dinner tonight," Yan Meilin declared. "There is so much food, and Liqiang is not coming home tonight. Instead of eating alone, I will eat together with my beloved son and his dear friend."

The more she spoke, the more awkward Jiang Yingyue became. She dared not say no since it was Han Qingshan's mother, but she felt that something was wrong. Why was it daughter-in-law and not son-in-law? She was pretending to be a man, alright!

Han Qingshan had originally wanted to chase his mother away. But after seeing the fumbling and clumsy side to Jiang Yingyue, and her embarrassed and bashful expression; he felt as if a small cat was pawing at his heart, an uncontrollable itch he could do nothing about was within him, and all he wanted to do was drag Jiang Yingyue into a tight embrace and place his lips above hers.