"Who knew she'd still dress like a country bumpkin, making my lie fall apart on its own, and causing me such embarrassment in front of your sister-in-law, utterly losing face!"

"You should listen to me, send Mom back early, so she doesn't make you lose face too."

"Anyway, no matter what, my wife and I can't afford to lose face, so we won't be showing up to host her."

On the other end of the line, Su Zhiqiang rambled on endlessly.

Su Qingqing exploded instantly, eyes wide with anger: "If you don't want to host, then don't, acting like someone would care. And listen to what you're saying, how could anyone with a conscience say that?"

"No need to think too much about it, just listen to me, hurry up and send Mom back."

"Otherwise, not only will I be humiliated, but you too will lose face in the upper circles of the Capital City."

"Alright, that's it, I'm done talking!"

"Ah, it's all Mom's fault, causing me so much frustration."

Su Zhiqiang finished his last complaint, and the call ended with a click.

Su Qingqing was furious, she hadn't expected Su Zhiqiang to say something so heartless.

"What happened?" Nearby, Ye Huan walked out of the elevator, just in time to see Su Qingqing's angry outburst, and asked.

Su Qingqing clenched her teeth and quietly repeated what Su Zhiqiang had said.

Ye Huan raised an eyebrow.

This Su Zhiqiang had truly become blinded by greed and self-interest.

Even looking down on the mother who raised him?

Isn't that being too much of an ingrate?

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it and comforted: "Alright, calm down, if Su Zhiqiang and his wife won't host your mom, we'll do it instead."

Su Qingqing nodded, whispered a thank you, and walked into the suite to ask Song Yanhong: "Mom, did my brother buy you clothes and shoes?"

Song Yanhong was folding clothes and nodded when she heard this, saying: "I saw the clothes and shoes Zhiqiang sent back to the village, all brand names, I couldn't bear to wear them, so I brought them along this time to the Capital City, planning to let Zhiqiang return them."

As she spoke, she opened her suitcase, took out a few shopping bags, and smiled: "Just in time to give them back to Zhiqiang later."

The next second, her eyes widened: "Qingqing, what are you doing?"

Su Qingqing took the shopping bags and directly stuffed them into the public trash can outside the suite: "We disdain things bought by an ingrate!"

"How can you do that, child!"

"These clothes and shoes are so expensive, how could you throw them in the trash?"

Song Yanhong, in a panic, went to dig through the trash can to retrieve them, but was pulled into the elevator by Su Qingqing, giving her no chance.

"Mom, forget about those things, let's go have breakfast."

"And, Su Zhiqiang isn't coming, stop hoping for him."

In the elevator, Su Qingqing crossed her arms, her mood soured by Su Zhiqiang's call.

"You…"

Song Yanhong was furious, not understanding her sudden outburst, but knowing her temper, once unleashed, could not be controlled by even ten oxen; speaking to her was pointless.

Helpless, she looked at Ye Huan and gritted her teeth: "Xiao Ye, you've spoiled her, stop coddling her, teach her a lesson or two, you can't continue pampering her like this!"

Ye Huan was speechless: "..."

"Auntie, those things are gone, they're gone, really no big deal." Ye Huan smiled, trying to smooth things over.

"Xiao Ye, look at you, you're still speaking up for her."

"Even if you pamper her, you can't pamper everything, can you?"

"Those expensive clothes and shoes, how can they be thrown away just like that?"

Song Yanhong was very discontented.

When they reached the first floor, while Su Qingqing and Ye Huan weren't paying attention, she suddenly turned around and ran toward the hotel's fire escape, obviously still unwilling to give up on the clothes and shoes.

"Mom, what are you doing!" Su Qingqing hurriedly ran up, hugging her, not letting her run upstairs again.

"You spendthrift child, let go of me." Song Yanhong scolded while slapping at Su Qingqing's hands, attempting to break free.

But how could an almost elderly woman have strength equal to Su Qingqing's?

She kept criticizing Su Qingqing, telling her to let go.

Su Qingqing simply wouldn't release her grip.

Ye Huan stood aside, unsure who to help, so he simply chose not to help anyone, his face marked by lines of frustration.

The commotion here was quite loud.

In the hotel lobby, many people came over upon hearing the noise, their expressions curious.

Among them, a tall woman stepped forward, took off her sunglasses, and looked carefully before exclaiming, "Qingqing, Ye Huan?"

This familiar female voice caused Ye Huan's face to darken.

Su Qingqing was taken aback, turned to look: "Auntie Li Luo?"

"It's really you." Li Luo was a bit surprised, then gave Ye Huan a look that implied "Well done."

"Men and women coming to a hotel, what good could come of it?"

Quite impressive!

Ye Huan was filled with frustration, knowing Li Luo had misunderstood, so he extended his hand toward Song Yanhong, introducing: "This is Aunt Song, Su Qingqing's mother. We came to Han Ting Hotel to help Aunt Song check in, don't overthink it."

Li Luo was momentarily stunned and took a closer look to finally notice Song Yanhong, who was currently held by Su Qingqing.

This is... Su Qingqing's mother?

Li Luo was delighted and stepped forward to shake Song Yanhong's hand, smiling: "Hello, Sister Song, I've heard a lot about you from Qingqing, but I never had the chance to visit."

Song Yanhong stopped struggling and no longer tried to run upstairs.

Seeing Li Luo dressed in a high-end suit with elegant demeanor, Song Yanhong could tell this person before her was of notable status, undoubtedly a wealthy heiress.

But... Sister Song?

The seniority was all wrong, wasn't it?

This young lady looks only about twenty, right?

Song Yanhong felt a bit embarrassed and quietly asked Su Qingqing: "Qingqing, who is she?"

"She's Auntie Li Luo, Ye Huan's mother." Su Qingqing's face flushed slightly as she introduced her.

Ye Huan's mother!?

Song Yanhong was taken aback and examined Li Luo again.

Impossible!

At a glance, Li Luo seemed about the same age as Su Qingqing?

"Sister Song, I am really Ye Huan's mom, I just look a bit younger, I'm actually 49." Li Luo said with a smile.

A bit younger?

That's a "billion" bit younger...

Song Yanhong was tremendously amazed.

She had heard city people could maintain their youth, but not that they could be ageless.

After recovering from her surprise, she felt a bit ashamed of herself.

Both being mothers, she compared quite poorly to Li Luo.

"Hello, Sister Song, nice to meet you." Li Luo smiled warmly and once more shook Song Yanhong's hand enthusiastically.

"Uh... Uh, hello." Song Yanhong smiled awkwardly.

After the greeting, Li Luo cast a slightly displeased look at Ye Huan: "Qingqing's mom came to the Capital City, why didn't you inform me? I wasn't prepared at all."

Ye Huan's face lined with frustration again, thinking they were not relatives, he didn't see why he should inform her.

"Say something, why are you so clueless." Li Luo admonished.

Next to them, Song Yanhong earnestly said: "Xiao Li, you shouldn't speak about Xiao Ye like that. It was my sudden visit this time. Xiao Ye is a rare good kid, not only sensible, but also impeccable in character, talent, and looks. I even feel my Qingqing isn't worthy of him."

"Nonsense, it's my unsensible son who isn't worthy of such a fine girl as Qingqing."

"Qingqing is not only wise and reasonable, but also outstanding in her work capability, and her looks and posture are perfect, epitome of perfection, I simply adore her."

Li Luo said sincerely.

Then, she and Song Yanhong exchanged a smile.

The friendly atmosphere of a meeting between in-laws emerged instantly.

Which made Ye Huan's face darken.

Which made Su Qingqing's face blush, filled with shyness, her heart sweet as honey due to Li Luo's words.

"Right, Sister Song, what are you planning to do?" After exchanging smiles, Li Luo blinked and asked.

"We..."

Song Yanhong blushed, embarrassed to explain the reason for the earlier bickering in the stairwell.

"We were planning to have breakfast." Timely, Ye Huan smoothed things over.

"That's perfect."

"The Li Family club is hosting a rather grand brunch today, take Qingqing and Aunt Song there."

"Take this membership card, go directly to suite 02 on the top floor."

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