Quick Wear: Don’t Be Afraid of the Yandere Villain

Mo Cizhou's parents rushed back from abroad immediately after receiving the message that their son wanted to get married.

Wan Ge had just finished class that day and returned to his home near the school with Mo Cizhou. As soon as he pushed the door open, he could smell the fragrance of food.

Mrs. Mo's face was full of smiles. When she heard the noise, she walked towards them. When she stood in front of Wan Ge, she could see that her eyes were full of joy: "You must be Wan Ge, you are so beautiful, Zhou Zhou has a good eye."

"Wan Ge, this is my mother." Mo Cizhou introduced Wan Ge to the side.

"Auntie, hello. Auntie is so beautiful and young, and she and Zhou Zhou look like siblings." Wan Ge was telling the truth. Mrs. Mo was about 40 years old, but she looked only in her early twenties. She looked more childish with a little baby fat on her cheeks.

If Wan Ge hadn't known that the genes of many villains' families were very strong, he would never have guessed that the person in front of him was his mother. Instead, she looked more like a sister.

Mo Cizhou looked quite similar to his mother, and it could be seen that the two were related by blood.

"You're really good at talking." Madam Mo stood on the other side of Wan Ge and took her hand: "Come on, I've made delicious food for you."

"You made it?" Mo Cizhou frowned slightly and was a little worried.

Madam Mo coughed lightly and continued: "Your father also helped."

"Oh." That's good, otherwise it might not be edible.

Her mother is a kitchen killer. It seems that the saltiness is not a problem and the appearance is also very good, but she can make the food very unpalatable. However, if her father helps and instructs her, there will be no such problem.

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During the meal, Mo Cizhou's mother kept using the public chopsticks to pick up food for Wan Ge, and put all kinds of delicious food into her bowl. "Wan Ge, eat more, you look thin."

"Ahem." Mr. Mo looked at his empty bowl, cleared his mouth twice and looked at his wife.

Mrs. Mo just glanced at him, and then continued to look at Wan Ge: "Baby, do you want to drink soup? I made soup. Although I am not good at cooking, my soup is delicious."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie." Wan Ge took another empty bowl and prepared to serve soup. At this time, Mrs. Mo was ready to help her scoop.

But before she took a step, someone grabbed her hand: "Do you like her very much?"

Mr. Mo's whole pressure dropped. He looked at his wife with a tearful look in his eyes and wanted to throw himself on her.

"Ah?" Mrs. Mo looked back at her husband and subconsciously answered: "I like her."

Why doesn't the daughter-in-law like it? The mother-in-law likes her daughter-in-law more and more.

"You eat first." Mr. Mo left this sentence and directly hugged his wife.

Mo Cizhou looked at Wan Ge and said softly: "Don't worry about them."

"Well, so do you want to drink soup?" Wan Ge raised both hands. Mo Cizhou only realized at this time that he took two bowls.

Finally, he smiled and nodded: "Okay."

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Wan Ge seemed to be accustomed to the situation of Mo Cizhou's parents. Did he not care, or was he really used to it?

Mo Cizhou was used to it, so he didn't care, but he always felt that Wan Ge's reaction was wrong?

"What are you thinking about?" Wan Ge stood beside him, looking at his thoughtful look, and asked softly.

"Don't you think that my parents' behavior is a bit strange?"