Chapter 94: How Dare You Not Call Me Mom?

  Qin Luo waited for a while at the entrance of Yanyuan Garden, and soon an Audi with a military license plate came over.

  Qin Luo guessed that this car might be here to pick him up.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, his phone in his pocket rang soon after.

  After Qin Luo answered the phone, a man's voice that was respectful yet extremely stiff came from the other end.

  "Mr. Qin, hello. I'm here under Miss Feng's orders to pick you up. The car is already parked at the entrance of Yanyuan Garden, may I ask where you are?"

  "Behind you." Qin Luo said with a smile, holding up his phone and waving it at the car.

  The car door opened and a young man with short hair got out, politely opening the rear car door for Qin Luo.

  "Thank you." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  "Don't be polite." The man said expressionlessly.

  Qin Luo knew that due to the other party's military identity, many things couldn't be said, and he and Qin had no way of communicating, so there was no need to deliberately find a topic.

  Lying on the soft couch for a short rest, but thinking about tonight's dinner party in her mind.

  Will Wang Jiujui's father be at home? If he is at home, what kind of topics should I talk to him about?

  He saw on TV that soldiers' temperaments are all stinky and hard, surely he wouldn't say anything wrong?

  If he gets angry and drags himself out to be shot, should we bring out Old Man Wen to save his life?

  Yes. Must move out definitely. Nothing is more important than life anyway.

  Eat more rice, eat less dishes. Don't drink wine, speak less.

  To avoid any problems, Qin Luo secretly set a tone for himself in his heart for tonight.

  The driver may not be very talkative, but his driving skills are really good. Fast and stable, almost feeling the car moving.

  More than half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a heavily guarded mansion.

  Two armed soldiers stood guard on either side of the gate, their faces stern as they watched passing vehicles.

  The soldier on duty saluted the car and then ran over to check the situation inside. The driver was very cooperative, opening the window for them to check.

  The soldiers stood at attention again without noticing anything unusual, and then the vehicle slowly entered.

  "No wonder Jiujiu said he would send a car to pick me up. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to get in," Qin Luo thought to himself.

  "But with so many students in the class, if he sends a car to pick up everyone, won't it be a waste of time? Maybe she only invited a small number of people who are closer to her."

  Qin Luo still didn't know that the so-called guest was just him alone.

  He has arrived, and now everyone is here.

  The car drove into the yard, passing through a row of neat and uniform small buildings like tofu blocks, and then passed through another checkpoint before stopping in front of a small courtyard door deep inside.

  The driver quickly got out of the car and helped Qin Luo open the door. Then he turned around and ran to knock on the thick iron gate of the small courtyard.

  The iron gate was pulled open from inside, and Wang Jiuzhou stood at the entrance with a smile, saying: "Teacher Qin, welcome."

  Wang Jiujin wore a floral cotton long skirt, revealing her sexy collarbone and fair neck. Her height and leg length were just right, with no fabric constraining her calves, making them shine brightly under the light, under Qin Luo's eyelids.

  Under her feet was a pair of sleek silver high-heeled shoes that perfectly wrapped around her small feet. Her face had a light dusting of powder, delicate and not too flashy. It perfectly accentuated her delicate features, making them even more delicate, and her charming features, making them even more charming.

  The light refracted from the corridor onto her body, and it had a warm and pure flavor.

  It was as if on a snowy night, the brother went out late and returned home, after giving a pre-arranged signal, his little sister secretly ran out to open the courtyard gate for him.

  "It's not bad to have a sister like that. If anyone bullies me, I'll let my sister beat them to death." Qin Luo thought shamelessly in his heart. As Wang Jiuzhao's brother, he felt very secure.

  "99 is very beautiful today." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  Wang Jiujui used to like wearing jeans, canvas shoes, and carrying a single-shoulder bag or handbag. Suddenly he changed his style, giving people a very surprising feeling.

  "Really? Thank you, Teacher Qin." Wang Jiujin said with a joyful face. The long time spent dressing up tonight was indeed not in vain. It seems that from now on, I'll have to take the elegant lady route.

  "Really. Very pretty. You are very different from before." Qin Luo nodded. "Have the others arrived?"

  "Anyone else? Is there anyone else?" Wang Jiuyi asked, pretending to be unaware.

  "Isn't there anyone else?"

  "I didn't say there were other classmates." Wang Jiujin's expression became even more innocent.

  "Is that so?" Qin Luo thought for a moment, and it seemed that Wang Jiujiu hadn't mentioned inviting other classmates to her mother's birthday party. "Am I the only one?"

  "Right, you're the only guest." Wang Jiujui smiled sweetly.

  Qin Luo's heart sank, and then he whispered in Wang Jiujiu's ear: "Is your dad at home?"

  "He's not at home. He went to the troops below. I haven't seen him twice in a month." Wang Jiujin said with a smile. Qin Luo's appearance was really interesting in her eyes.

  This is what they call 'love is blind'. If you truly love a man, all his actions seem lovely to you. Even if he picks his feet, nose-picks, clips his nose hair and watches porn in front of you, you will still think it's just his nature.

  A huge stone in Qin Luo's heart fell to the ground, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

  However, soon his forehead was covered in cold sweat and his face turned deathly pale again.

  There was only one guest and his father wasn't home either - in other words, tonight there were only three people: this man, Wang Jiujin and her mother.

  Qin Luo wanted to turn around and run away immediately. If Wang Jiujiu's father knew about this situation, wouldn't he drag himself out and shoot for half an hour to vent his anger?

  "Teacher Qin, what's wrong?" Wang Jiujin asked with concern after noticing Qin Luo's abnormality.

  "99, I suddenly remembered that I still have something very important to do. That... - please help me wish your mom a happy birthday. I'll leave first." Qin Luo said with a bitter smile.

  Wang Jiujui hadn't had time to speak when a woman's voice full of murderous intent came from the living room. "Want to leave? No way."

  Qin Luo's legs trembled and he almost ran wildly.

  Then, that voice suddenly became extremely sweet. "Little Qin, since you've come, why not drink the soup I cooked before leaving? What kind of reason is it to pass by without entering?"

  "Yes, Teacher Qin. What's the important matter? Why the rush? In any case, we must finish dinner before leaving." Wang Jiujiu said with a tone of grievance, looking at Qin Luo with a face full of expectation.

  As soon as their eyes met, Qin Luo felt a surge of guilt in his heart.

  I already owe this girl several favors, the KTV incident was settled by her calling in a favor, the Wang Hao incident also wouldn't have let the culprit escape if not for her help, I got fired from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Academy because she led the whole class and department to fight against it ----- and every time after class, that refreshing Longjing tea-----

  How can I betray her kindness time and time again? How can I refuse her small request?

  Even if she wants her own body to be clean and pure, shouldn't he give it to her without hesitation?

  "Now that you're here, you have to eat a piece of cake before leaving." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  "That's right. What kind of logic is it that you don't even enter the door and want to go back?" Wang Jiujin said. "Teacher Qin, come in and sit down."

  Qin Luo followed Wang Jiujui into the house and immediately saw Wang Mu Zhang Yiyi busy in the living room.

  Powder blue low-cut V-neck long dress, revealing a large section of snow-white plump and charming cleavage. The hem is extremely short, not even reaching the knee. Fortunately, a pair of fishnet stockings covers up the position that the short skirt cannot reach. Since it's at home, she only wore a pair of cute cotton slippers on her feet, looking casual yet sexy.

  Hair slightly curly, eyelashes curved. Busy hands and feet are inserting candles on the cake placed on the tea table.

  To be honest, if you didn't know the truth, you wouldn't think Zhang Yiyi and Wang Jiujui were mother and daughter at all. More people would think Zhang Yiyi was Wang Jiujui's older sister.

  Because she was well-maintained, she had another cute doll-like face. It's really easy for people to misunderstand her.

  Of course, Qin Luo knew that this was exactly what Zhang Yi wanted to achieve.

  Women fear aging. She is even more typical in this regard.

  "Son-in-law, you're here. Please sit down." Zhang Yi smiled sweetly at Qin Luo.

  Son-in-law? Qin Luo was taken aback.

  Wang Jiujin saw Qin Luo's expression and was secretly anxious. He shouted angrily: "Zhang Yi, what are you talking about?"

  "What did I just say? Oh, I was asking you a question. Ninety-nine, how old is your mother?" Zhang Yiyi pulled out a candle and asked Wang Jiujiu with a worried face.

  "You're eighteen." Wang Jiujin said irritably. This woman almost spilled the beans. She wasn't mentally prepared to confess yet.

  Besides, even if you want to confess, you should understand whether Qin Luo has any feelings for you in his heart.

  As a child of a military family, whether on the battlefield or in romance, I never fight a battle that I'm not sure to win.

  "Eighteen?" Zhang Yi's expression twisted in embarrassment, her face flushing as she said: "I'm not that young anymore."

  "You're always eighteen. You've been eighteen for over twenty years." said Wang Jiujiu.

  "You're only eighteen, just over twenty years old. Am I that old? Take a look! Take another closer look. Do I look like I'm in my thirties? Are women in their thirties as beautiful as me?" Zhang Yiyi stood with her hands on her hips, fiercely arguing with her daughter.

  Qin Luo broke out in a cold sweat.

  Is Wang Jiujui saying that they often quarrel with each other? Which family has such an extreme old mother, and they will also argue endlessly.

  Moreover, both mother and daughter were so pugnacious----

  "How old did you say you were? Let me see your ID?"

  "Why should I show you my ID? You're not a cop checking household registrations?"

  "I'm your daughter, how could I not know how old you are?"

  "Who said you're my daughter? Have we done a DNA test? You were picked up from the streets, I was afraid of hurting you, so I never told you this cruel fact..."

  "Alright. That's what you said. Don't think I'll call you mom from now on."

  "Don't call if you don't want to. Who cares? No, that's not right. Even if you're not my biological child, I've raised you from diapers and potty training. Do you know how expensive imported milk powder is? Do you know how much a pack of diapers costs? Your comings and goings are more expensive than China Mobile's charges! Was it easy for me to raise you? What makes you not call me mom?"

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