Su Qing parked the car in the underground garage of the county's only shopping mall, enduring Zhou Yuwen's relentless teasing along the way about how she still couldn't avoid bumping things despite driving for so long.
At first, Su Qing managed to keep her composure, but as Zhou Yuwen kept nagging, she finally lost it, and with a frosty expression, snapped, "Shut up! If you're so great, why don't you drive?"
"Fine, I'll drive,"
"Say another word and I'll toss you out."
"Oh, come on—Mom! Uh, Aunt Pan, look at her!"
It had been a long time since Zhou Yuwen had seen Pan Min, so the familiar address slipped out of his mouth instinctively. He turned his head, called her "Mom" without thinking, and only realized his awkward mistake when he caught the startled look on Pan Min's face. He coughed to cover his embarrassment.