Wu Miao was completely panicked, she was indulging herself, messing around recklessly, but she was always a mother. Being caught by her own daughter messing around with a young man, how could she then face disciplining her daughter? She might as well hang herself with a rope.
Su Fan swiftly released Wu Miao and quickly packed the scattered props back into the bag.
"Go hide in my room for now."
Wu Miao led Su Fan into her bedroom.
"Mom, what are you doing? If you don't open the door, I'm leaving, okay?"
Outside, her daughter was anxiously urging.
"Oh, wait, just a moment."
While responding, Wu Miao grabbed a bath towel from the bathroom, wrapped it around herself, and then opened the door.
"Mom, you are home? Why did you lock the door if you are home?"
Standing at the door was a graceful girl, holding a key in her hand.
Wu Miao guiltily explained.
"I don't know, maybe your dad accidentally locked it when he left, I'm not sure."
"Why did you take so long to open the door?"
