Chapter 20 Such a mother-daughter relationship

Ten minutes after Sang Xia entered the kitchen, she came out with a plate of hot fish soup.This is her specialty dish, fish head tofu soup, which is beautiful and nourishing, and is most suitable for mothers.

"Mom, dinner is ready." She greeted her mother on the sofa with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yishahua turned her head and glanced at the dishes on the table before getting up and walking over.

"Going to school today, are you still used to it?" Isawa asked casually without too much expression.

It was the first time that Sang Xia heard her mother take the initiative to ask about her situation, and she was ecstatic immediately.

"Well, it's good! I also met... a friend." Before, she didn't dare to tell her mother about her boyfriend, for fear that her mother would scold her for not doing her studies.Although having a boyfriend is not a big deal, she still doesn't know how to speak.Since it has never been said before, so now I have no choice but to continue to hide it.

Yishahua just glanced at her unexpectedly, but she didn't doubt it.

"Did you meet anyone?"

"No...no! By the way, why did mom come back today? Didn't she just accept a big drama a few days ago?" Sang Xia cleverly changed the subject, not wanting her mother to continue asking, otherwise she was afraid of her own point Sooner or later, my mother will see through my thoughts.

As expected, Yishahua diverted her attention, saying that she came back today, of course there is a purpose.

"Tomorrow is a very important day, so I must come back." There was a cruel smile on the corner of her mouth, a strange light flashed in her eyes, her eyes were firmly fixed on the fish head on the plate, as if she wanted to see through it .

Sang Xia couldn't help but shuddered, it was incredible that such sharp eyes came from her mother.She had never seen such an expression on her mother's face, just like the bloody look a hunter showed when he was about to kill his prey.

In the morning light, in the cemetery in Fenglin Mountain, Mu Hongye was wearing a tailor-made handmade suit and a pair of brown sunglasses, standing sadly in front of a tombstone.The photo on the tombstone is a woman in her 30s, bright and moving, with a happy smile on her face.She was Mu Yefeng's dead mother and Mu Hongye's wife.

Beside a pine tree not far behind Mu Hongye, Mu Yefeng was squinting, leaning against the tree trunk to enjoy the coolness.Although it is morning, the weather is still hot.The reason why he deliberately didn't stand with Mu Hongye was because he didn't want to hear any words of confession, not to mention that he had come to worship his mother a few days ago.

(End of this chapter)

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