Just then, Yun Mo slowed the car, waiting for the red light.
He glanced sideways, his wise gaze falling on her face, and with a hand off the steering wheel, he lightly brushed the tip of her nose.
"Don't look at me with such admiration. The one you should thank is Miss Deng Jiaru."
"Mom?" Qiao Xiaon'an sat upright, looking surprised, "Mom asked you to prepare their gifts?"
Yun Mo nodded, "Yeah."
"How thoughtful of Mom."
"She simply wanted to meet her in-laws during the birthday feast, without expecting them to spend any money."
Qiao Xiaon'an suddenly thought that Deng Jiaru was the most sensible and understanding mother-in-law she had ever seen. No wonder their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship was so harmonious; whoever became her daughter-in-law would be spoiled rotten, indeed.
But then she felt a twinge of worry.
"I'm afraid her majesty may not be able to resist doing something 'shocking' again."
"Relax, Mom isn't as snobbish as you think."
