Bai Tingfang stamped her foot and finally, she left the place, reluctantly heading back.
With the departure of the two, the apartment finally quieted down. Ye Ning, who had been hiding in the restroom, couldn't stay in there any longer, and came out with her son in tow, "What kind of mother are you? How can you be so troublesome? You even wanted to cook here?!!"
As soon as he heard this, Ou Mucen, who already had little patience left from the disruption, felt even more uneasy. "What's wrong with my mom wanting to cook here? Do you have a problem with that?"
Ye Ning choked!
She had stepped over the line.
She hurriedly explained, "No, that's not what I meant. I just feel... feel that you're incredibly, incredibly fortunate to have a mom who cares about you so much, Mucen. It really moves me."
Her tone was servile and her voice exaggerated; it was clear she was buttering him up.
Ou Mucen felt extreme disgust and turned away, not looking at her anymore and went back to his laptop.
