Your Son Is the Little Devil

It was the same for Mo Yangyang. She still did not understand her son.

She gave Xie Jialei and Xie Fengmian a piece of pork rib each and said,"Come, come, eat more meat. It's been hard on you…You guys eat…"

"Thank you, Fifth Aunt," the two of them said in unison.

Mo Yangyang secretly glared at the Spicy Strip.

The Spicy Strip chuckled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. It looked exceptionally innocent.

Mo Yangyang was worried that it would be even more awkward if she continued to ask about what happened at the horse track in the afternoon, so she did not continue asking.

When they were almost done eating, Xie Jialei asked Xie Xize, ""Fifth Uncle, have you set a time to pay your respects to the Chu family?"

"I haven't said anything yet. Why are you going too?" Xie Xize asked.

Xie Jialei nodded. I want to go and see Chu Qingyan. I wonder how he's doing now…"

He was still worried about Chu Qingyan.

"Alright, I'll take you there," said Xie Xize.