In the early morning, with the sunlight projecting into the room, both opened their eyes, and as soon as they opened their eyes, Zhao Xichen's angular and handsome face appeared in front of her, one of his arms was on her shoulder, and his long eyelashes covered the eyelids, which were as beautiful as a pair of oil paintings in the early morning sun.

Both of them admired this beauty with a smile, and it took a long time to wake up: How can I be like a, facing my husband for a long time!

She was a little speechless to herself, but at the same time, she felt a great sense of happiness pouring out of her heart.

After admiring Zhao Xichen from all angles for half an hour, she was a little thirsty, but at this time Zhao Xichen still didn't wake up, so in order not to disturb him, they both carefully moved his shoulders away.

Coming to the kitchen lightly and opening the refrigerator door, both of them were dumbfounded.

I saw that there were still a few bottles of drinks stuffed yesterday, and the empty refrigerator was suddenly stuffed with all kinds of food, fruit and drinks.

Well? What's going on?

Both shook their heads and took out a bottle of juice from the fridge a little confused. Unscrewing the bottle cap and drinking the juice, she then noticed that something was wrong.

I saw that the gas stove in the kitchen in front of me had been turned on by someone at some point, and the blue flame was dancing and heating a pot on it.

This time, both of them couldn't help but feel stunned. She thought to herself: Who drove the gas?

Walking to the gas stove, she lifted the lid of the pot, only to see a pot of chicken soup boiling in the pot.

Looking at the pot of chicken soup, her stomach was full of questions: she was very sure that the gas was turned off before going to bed last night. Last night, she and Zhao Xichen have been together, not to mention, Zhao Xichen has no reason to run out in the middle of the night to cook a pot of chicken soup and put it here?

Thinking about it, Shuangshuang felt his hairs stand on end. So...... So, who cooked this pot of chicken soup in front of you?

Could it be that there are people in the family? Shuangshuang suddenly remembered that the murderer in the famous serial murder case Baiyin Case once used the victim's tea leaves to make himself a cup of tea after killing someone, this time, could it be that the person who sneaked into the house was more arrogant than the murderer in the Baiyin case, and they all used the pot to cook chicken soup for themselves?

Just when Shuangshuang looked at the chicken soup in front of her with a complicated expression, and her heart was up and down, she suddenly heard footsteps approaching behind her, and she couldn't help but have a heartbeat in her heart.

Could it be that the person who sneaked into the house was behind his back? Just when Shuangshuang was scared out of a cold sweat by himself, he only heard a sweet "wife", and Shuangshuang suddenly felt that his waist was surrounded by a pair of powerful hands.

Turning her head, she saw Zhao Xichen's head stuck on her right shoulder, looking at her with a smile.

"Wife......" he called her sweetly again.

Seeing that the person behind him was Zhao Xichen, the stone hanging in his heart was finally put down.

"Whew...... You're scared me to death......" Before she finished speaking, her lips were sealed by Zhao Xichen, and she couldn't help but close her eyes...... After a period of entanglement of lips and tongues, they both opened their eyes again, only to see Zhao Xichen's eyes in front of them full of happy smiles, and the two couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

However, just as they looked at Zhao Xichen and smirked, her gaze crossed Zhao Xichen's shoulder and landed on the place behind him...... There, a middle-aged woman with a serious expression stood, staring at her intently......

"Ahh Shuangshuang was startled by the middle-aged woman, screamed, and hid behind Zhao Xichen.

"Thief, thief!" Her finger pointed in the direction of the middle-aged woman.

"Poof, what a thief." Unexpectedly, Zhao Xichen glanced at the middle-aged woman, but there was no nervousness at all.

"This is my mother." Zhao Xichen looked back at the trembling Shuangshuang hiding behind him, and said helplessly. "Also, you haven't seen her since you lost your memory, and you certainly don't know who she is."

"You, your mother?" Listening to Zhao Xichen's words, they both looked at the middle-aged woman in front of them dumbfounded, and then looked at Zhao Xichen.

This mother and son are not like each other at all!

Since Zhao Xichen said that this person is his mother, that means that this person is his mother-in-law?

Chicken soup was still simmering on the gas stove on the side, and they both looked at the middle-aged woman in front of them, their brains struggling to understand what was happening.

Is this the legendary ...... Mother-in-law is here?