"You don't have to wait for me. Come and eat quickly."
Bai Bing grabbed her daughter's hand and sat down at the table. She said seriously, "Yiyi, tell mom, are you in love?"
Ling Yiyi was a little taken aback. She had hidden herself very well. How could she have been discovered with just a phone call?
"No, no, I'm not in love."
"Look at the way you talk. Whether you have a mother or not, you can tell it at a glance."
"Mom, he's one of my seniors. We're just friends. It's not what you think."
Ling Yiyi lied timidly.
"Is it the boy who called you downstairs to whisper sweet nothings to you and me in the garden?" Ling Li also joined the conversation.
"Dad! We're not lovers. We're just chatting. No, you know where I'm talking to? Are you following me?"
"It's not a stalker. Your father
