As soon as I arrived at her residence, I saw a woman in a white dress standing on the huge oil road, on the cement floor, with short hair and neat hair, and a pair of black women's leather shoes.

Yang Ling saw the woman's back and felt familiar.

After checking it repeatedly, she finally shouted.

"Old, Mommy......"

The moment the woman heard the voice, the click of leather shoes made people can't help but take a few steps back, and in the dark night, Mama Yang's momentum and temperament coexisted.

It's not like that night at all, grabbing Yang Ling's sleeve and urging her to find a boyfriend, she was very pitiful.

Yang Ling felt bitter in her heart, she thought no, this is going to see her parents, but this is too sudden.

"Why are you only coming back now, you see that you are a girl, come back so late, what should you do if you meet a bad person?" Mother Yang didn't have enough seconds to reveal her true nature, chattering tone.

"And what kind of place is this, don't rent a better one, you, look at when you find a boyfriend, I can die now."

"Mom, I'm ......" Yang Ling choked, she didn't know how to explain, but the biggest thing in front of her, wasn't Mo Chuhan here?

"Hey, this is ......" Mama Yang finally paid attention to the man in the suit next to her.

"Hello aunt." Mo Chuhan called out very politely.

"Ouch, young man, you sent my daughter back, thank you, please take care of her." She couldn't help but thank her a few words, and then gossiped.

"Young man, are you and my daughter friends or colleagues, or elementary school classmates, how about it, are you dating?"

"Auntie looks at you as a talent, you see, my daughter's condition is not bad, do you have a good impression?"

"Do you want to consider dating for a while?" Lu Xuefang, as Yang Ling's mother, is worried that she can find a person who already has white hair.

"Mom, why do you come up and ask so many questions from others, I hate marriage so much?" Yang Ling interrupted her mother's words and didn't let Lu Xuefang continue.

"Young man, how old are you, do you have a house at home? If your family doesn't have a house, my family has, my aunt is not a material mother-in-law, if you fall in love with Yang Ling, marry it quickly, it's okay, the gift money is not needed, as long as you treat her well. How could Mother Yang be willing to be interrupted, she spoke like a bomb jet, and every word was pierced in Yang Ling's chest.

"......" Mo Chuhan listened to these words, he looked at the girl's pretty face, and her resentful eyes were more cute than usual.

"Mom, don't say it, I'm not going to fall in love with a person on the street." She was helpless.

"Nonsense, if someone on the street wants you, I don't have to grow gray hair all day." Mother Yang also spoke ruthlessly, she simply knew whether she was biological or not, she suspected that she had picked it up.

"I can't answer that." In Yang Ling's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past.

"Auntie, I'm Yang Ling's boyfriend." Mo Chuhan took her hand, gentlemanly mannered.

"Man, boyfriend." Mother Yang was stunned for a second, shocked, covered her chest with one hand, and fainted.

"Mom-" Yang Ling hugged her, but her strength was too small and she almost didn't hold it, and the man was next to her to help hold it.

The two worked together to help her into Yang Ling's room.

"Auntie, what's wrong?" There was clear sorrow in Mo Chuhan's eyes, he was worried.

"I fainted with excitement, and I will wake up after a while."

"Your mother, does she have a heart condition?"

"No, but she's afraid that one day she'll die, and I won't have anyone to take care of." Yang Ling sighed, tears covering his eyes.

"Okay, there's me." Mo Chuhan hugged her in a doting tone.

"I'm your boyfriend, little fool."