After leaving the milk tea shop, Jiang Linyuan couldn't help humming happily.
The thought of Ms. Zhao blowing her stack made him eager to sound the alarm and give everyone a heads-up, telling them he'd scored another victory.
But now that he thought about it, Ms. Zhao was actually pretty nice.
She seemed to feel compassion for anyone who'd been treated unfairly by Little Su, showering them with boundless affection like a mother.
Jiang Linyuan froze for a moment, then suddenly understood.
No wonder she'd so casually suggested that we date. She didn't want to be my girlfriend at all—she wanted to be my mom!
The thought made him furious.
I can call someone Mom, but I can't be their son. It's not the same as the mother-and-son relationship between Haijiao and Wali!
"Why didn't you let me make an appearance just now?"
A voice called from beside him. Jiang Linyuan looked up and saw Su Muzhi.
While Jiang Linyuan had been talking with Zhao Qiuluo, she'd waited nearby for him to message her.
But in the end, she never got one.
Jiang Linyuan looked at her and thought it over. Actually, Little Su seemed like she wanted to be my mom, too.
When people were little, they always had a time or two when they treated their favorite toy like their child.
Little Su still had a childlike heart, but her maternal instincts were growing.
Thinking this, Jiang Linyuan let out a long sigh, then asked:
"Little Su, do you..."
"Want to be my mom?"
The air fell silent for a long while.
In that moment, Su Muzhi thought about a lot of things.
Come to think of it, Jiang Linyuan might never have met his birth mother. Even if he had, his memories of her would probably be