"Mom, are we going home?"
As Shi Qianxi started the car, she asked.
"To the hotel."
Meng Meiling took off her sunglasses.
To those women from the Prestigious and Influential Families, time indeed seemed more gracious. Just by her appearance, you couldn't tell that she was already in her forties. To the uninformed observer, seeing them together might even lead them to mistake the mother and daughter for sisters.
Shi Qianxi hesitated, but did not object.
"Then let's go to the Hilton, I stay there often."
Meng Meiling agreed.
The Aston Martin left the airport.
"It seems Mom was needlessly worried."
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
Shi Qianxi was puzzled.
"Mom heard that your dad and the Sun Family are arranging your marriage with Xi Yu, and I was worried that with Xi Yu's temperament, he might not be too fond of you."
"He never liked me in the first place."
Shi Qianxi muttered.
"Lying to Mom?"
Meng Meiling turned her head, with a smile that was not quite a smile.
