When he saw Wu Yiqi, Krystal didn't blame him for anything, but just softly asked Wu Yiqi to send her home, and the news that she was here, you don't have to think about it to know that Wu Yiqi told Wen Haoran.

It's just that Krystal doesn't want to pursue any of this now.

Sitting quietly in the nanny car, looking at the retreating scene, it seemed that from the rearview mirror, a vague shadow could be seen standing at the door from afar looking at her.

But it's not so real anymore.

I returned to my home in Cheongdam-dong, but today it seems that the home that should have been quiet seems to be a lot more angry.

The pair of shoes at the door, Krystal is very familiar, isn't it the pair of flat shoes she bought for Zheng's mother when she first received the 'salary' she had earned for her hard work.

Perhaps because of genetics, the three mothers and daughters of the Zheng family usually like to wear flat shoes, even if high heels can set off their temperament, they will choose flat shoes.

Although in fact, the mother and daughter all look short.

"Xiujing, are you back?" Zheng's mother's voice was full of love.

Recently, although Zheng's father and Zheng's mother felt that something was wrong, Zheng's father had to go to Wen Haoran to ask what the situation was, if it was really Wen Haoran and what the report said, I'm sorry krystal, even if it was desperate Zheng's father, he had to make Wen Haoran look good.

But krystal told them that it was just a hype made by the media to attract the attention of the public, and S.M was also involved, after all, Wen Haoran is a PD, and he has been in contact with a lot of artists, so it can't be because of this. Let Wen Haoran not contact artists.

Father Zheng thought about it too. Jessica alone doesn't know how many boyfriends she has been arranged by the media and the company. To this day, he also knows that if it is true, it is estimated that there is none.

Although Jessica came back from the United States and didn't care much about some aspects, she had to look at it for her to be willing.

Not to mention Krystal, who is actually more critical than Jessica at heart.

Zheng's mother was also very satisfied with Wen Haoran, even when he was in trouble, she didn't give up on herself. As long as a man is upward, he will not die, and there will always be a day to come.

Therefore, Zheng's mother naturally helped Wen Haoran to speak at home, and Zheng's father did not talk to Wen Haoran in person.

But the woman's delicate heart, coupled with the mind of being a mother, naturally saw that there was a problem between Krystal and Wen Haoran, and she didn't know how big the problem was.

Taking advantage of today's free time, she will come to the door by herself, maybe without Zheng's father, Krystal can confide in her some inner things.

Krystal looked at the table standing in the kitchen, which was full of home-cooked dishes cooked by Zheng's mother.

"Oma, why are you here? What should Abba do alone? Krystal asked Zheng's mother with a smile.

"You, Abba. Today I made an appointment with friends and had dinner together. I'll be idle. Thinking that cooking alone at home is also eating alone, I came over to have a meal with my little daughter. My little girl has lost a lot of weight lately. Mother Zheng put the last dish on the table and beckoned to Krystal, "Why are you still standing, sit down and eat." Oma will serve you the meal. ”

"oma~" How did you know that Krystal was thrown into Zheng's mother's arms like a milk swallow, constantly shaking her little head.

"You kid, eat first. Oma is staying with you today. If there is something to talk about after eating, Oma will talk about it. Mother Zheng hung her hands in the air, did not touch Krystal, but gently touched Krystal twice with her arms, and said dotingly.

"Inside." Krystal was very reluctant to run out of Zheng's mother's arms.

Sitting quietly at the dining table, Mother Zheng filled a full bowl of rice for Krystal and put it in front of her, "Eat more, these dishes are what you like." ”

"Inside."

Krystal ate quietly, and Zheng's mother didn't ask anything at the dinner table, just kept serving vegetables to Krystal.

This meal has been eaten for a long time, Krystal seems to be enjoying it, she never seems to have such a stable feeling during this time, she has to force herself to pretend that there is nothing to do outside, and she can't let Zheng's father know more at home, so as not to have an accident.

It can be described as exhausting, she can avoid going home, and now she will try to avoid going home.

Krystal let go of eating, patted his little belly after eating, and seemed very satisfied, and seemed to forget all his sorrows for a while, looking at Zheng's mother with a satisfied face, "The food cooked by oma is still so good, I haven't eaten it for a long time." ”

Mother Zheng looked at Krystal funny, "If you want to eat, go home and eat, you and Xiuyan are the same, and you can't see anyone when you're busy." Eh, it is said that the daughter is the intimate little padded jacket of her parents, and the two small padded jackets of our family flew away by themselves. ”

"oma~" Krystal coquettishly called out to Zheng's mother.

"Okay, you go sit and watch TV, I'll clean up and come over to accompany you."

Krystal nodded vigorously, but he sat in the living room and kept looking at Zheng's mother, as if he hadn't looked at his mother like this for a long time, only to find that it seemed that his mother had become old unconsciously.

The cry of "oma~" seems to be a voice from the bottom of my heart.

Mother Zheng turned around and gently shouted at Krystal, "How old are you, OMA will be fine soon." ”

"Yes."

Krystal continued to hold the pillow, lying on her side and looking at Zheng's mother who was busy in the kitchen, and she was in a good mood.

When Zheng's mother finished cleaning up, took off her apron and sat beside Krystal, holding her hand with both hands and patting it gently, Krystal suddenly got into Zheng's mother's arms, and was reluctant to get up for a long time.

Zheng Mu didn't speak, but reached out and patted Krystal's back one by one.

Slowly, Krystal fell asleep.

Listening to Krystal's steady breathing, Zheng's mother carefully took the blanket on the side, covered her, and brushed the sideburns in her ear behind her ear.

Looking at his pale face, he couldn't help but shake his head.

More than an hour passed in a flash, and Krystal got up in a daze, although it was only a little more than an hour, but he felt that he had slept for more than an hour in this time.

Even though he had woken up, he still didn't want to get up, but arched in Zheng's mother's arms.

"After eating so much, I immediately fell asleep, and I was not afraid of accumulating food."

"No, I'm not Ernie, my digestion is good, I just sat down for a while and almost digested it." Krystal said coquettishly.

"Why is the itinerary so full recently, is it the club's arrangement?"

"Huh?" Krystal hesitated, but nodded, "But you can take a break for the next two days, the president personally ordered it." Hey. ”

"Silly girl." Zheng Mu's hand gently stroked Krystal's face twice, "No matter what you should tell Oma, even if you don't say it, Oma will feel it, then Oma will be more anxious." ”

Krystal was stunned when he heard this, and his voice became quiet, "Oma, I'm sorry. ”

"Silly girl, I'm sorry for what to say to OMA!" (To be continued.) )