Song Liang's parents learned that we broke up and quickly came to Beijing.

The elderly couple waited for me downstairs at the company.

As soon as I stepped out of the building, Song Liang's mother came up to me and held my hand.

She said bitterly,

"I don't know what tricks your cousin used, for Liang Liang actually said he wants to marry her.

"Heavens, it's so embarrassing, a second-hand goods, and even with two tag-alongs."

I pulled my hand back, defensively putting it deep into my pocket, "Auntie, we no longer have any relationship, Liang Liang's choice is his own business."

She wiped tears in public,

"Wei Wei, I beg you, Liang Liang will definitely regret it in the future. I don't know what kind of spell this child has been put under.

"Wei Wei, good child, please lower your stance a bit, talk to him nicely, don't argue, he will change his mind."

Her son went astray, and she's asking me to lower my stance?

I always felt that Song Liang's mother took him too seriously, now it seems even more absurd.

I sneered in my heart.

What spell, maybe Song Liang is having a major Oedipus complex outbreak.

After all, his mother once publicly said that they used to play prince and princess games, and even until the ninth grade, he would still sleep with her, making his father sleep in the guest room...

Facing Song Liang's mother's entanglement, I just felt very hungry and irritated.

The newly opened window of the neighboring food court must have a long line by now.

Today, I sneaked out five minutes early.

Now I won't be able to eat there, really want to hit someone.

Song Liang's mother continued to use both soft and hard tactics, I completely lost my patience.

A former colleague who had worked together passed by.

He looked at us suspiciously.

Knowing he was single, I reached out and pulled him over, raised my head, and arrogantly said, "Auntie, we're going to eat, please step aside."

Then, I dragged him and walked away.

Not taking advantage of someone else's good intentions for nothing.

That evening, I treated Fang Zhizhou to dinner, casually choosing a newly opened Japanese restaurant, but when we arrived, it turned out to be an eight hundred yuan buffet...

It was delicious, but spending sixteen hundred yuan on a meal was quite painful, and it made me even angrier at Song Liang's mother.