Love Never Ends

Zhixin thought about it for a moment, then told Xi Shenyuan everything about meeting Wen Ping in the mall.    

Furthermore, she told him everything about the drug addiction, not hiding anything from him.    

In the end, he did not forget to state his stance by adding, "Although she is your mother and you can't bear to see her, I will! Who dares to hurt the people I love? It must be killed! "    

Zhixin said as she crossed her arms in front of her chest.    

Xi Shenyuan raised his eyebrows …    

She looked at Zhixin with a deep gaze.    

Zhixin licked her lips and nodded, admitting generously, "Yes! The lover I'm talking about is you! You must be full of shit! "    

"..."    

It was too straightforward, causing Xi Shenyuan to have nothing to say.    

The little thing on the side of Zhixin's legs seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. It tugged at its mother's hand and sternly lectured, "Zhixin, a woman must be reserved! Men don't like things that are too direct! "    

He shook his small head like a rattle.    

The mature expression on her face seemed to indicate that there was no cure, which really drove Zhixin mad.    

"What do you know!"    

Zhixin carried him into the hall and set him on the sofa, arguing, "I used this move to catch your father all those years ago!"    

When Xi Shenyuan heard this, he suddenly felt that it was a bit funny. The corner of his lips unconsciously lifted up.    

Zhixin should have gone into the kitchen to help out or to take over the task, but she didn't.    

As a mother, she probably wanted to make it up to her son. Why would she want to make it up to him?    

Xi Shenyuan entered the kitchen.    

"Mom, they haven't eaten yet."    

His intention was naturally to let Wen Ping remember to cook their rice together.    

"I'm only going to be my grandson's. Let her go out and eat!"    

Wen Ping looked terrible.    

"Then I'll take them out to eat."    

After Xi Shenyuan said that, he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Wen Ping's hand, "Son, do you have to make me angry?"    

Xi Shenyuan took away his mother's hand without leaving a trace, and said indifferently, "The relationship between people is mutual, how much do you respect me, and how much do I respect you?"    

He was about to leave.    

"Enough!" I'm scared of you! He couldn't even have a proper meal with his son! Is she the only person in your eyes? There's no one like me? "    

Wen Ping said as she scooped another spoonful of rice into the wok.    

Xi Shenyuan didn't answer Wen Ping. He twitched his lips and smiled. Then, he took the rice pot from his mother's hand. "Let me go have some rice!" "Go wash the vegetables."    

Seeing the rare smile on her son's face, Wen Ping couldn't help but smile. The joy in her heart was indescribable.    

"Good, good, good! We'll do it together... "    

She suddenly felt that this feeling was a bit unrealistic.    

Since when did she and her son manage to get busy in the kitchen … Since when was her son willing to speak to her in such a intimate manner?    

It was like a dream.    

However, what Wen Ping didn't know was that beautiful lives were actually those simple and unadorned inner parts that had been abandoned from their luxurious outer appearances … The more simple the tune of life, the happier!    

However, she had never understood it, never understood it!    

The meal took an hour.    

The four of them sat at the dining table, looking at each other strangely.    

The two men of different sizes ate calmly as if nothing had happened.    

Two women.    

It was as if a flame had suddenly appeared between the two of them. The repulsive electric flame simply affected their appetite.    

But Zhixin decided to let her be.    

After all, she was an elder!    

Zhixin lifted her chopsticks and picked up the dish. Unexpectedly, the chopsticks in Wen Ping's hand also followed suit and caught the piece of lean meat in Zhixin's hand.    

Zhixin frowned.    

However, he still let go.    

Although she was displeased, she wasn't so stingy that she would even quarrel with her over a piece of meat.    

Wen Ping took the meat and threw it into the plate with the bones on the table.    

"Dirty!"    

She lowered her head and continued eating as if nothing had happened.    

Zhixin said angrily.    

On the table, the two men each carried a piece of meat towards Zhixin's bowl.    

He knew that Xinli's depression was gone in a flash.    

Even though he had been instantly replaced by warmth, he still felt a little embarrassed.