Was it because every mother was especially concerned about the child’s marriage?

He could not tell his mother that he was married and divorced. His ex-wife was about to remarry, and the person she remarrying was not him…

Seeing her son’s expression darken, Xiao Meng knew that she had said something wrong. She thought that Zhuang Long had always been an old bachelor and was afraid that her words would hurt her son’s pride. She quickly said, “Then save the money and use it when you have a family in the future.”

Zhuang Long said faintly, “I won’t marry a wife without a wife.”

Xiao Meng thought of something and her expression changed. She seemed to be struggling.

Zhuang Long did not understand what she was struggling for.

Zhuang Long carried his clothes and walked in front. Xiao Meng followed behind him. When they left the mall in the elevator, Xiao Meng suddenly said from behind him, “Then… then even if you want to spend the rest of your life with a man, it’s still a home. Since it’s a home, there are places where I need money.”

Zhuang Long almost vomited blood.

In order to prevent Xiao Meng from continuing to let her thoughts run wild, Zhuang Long had no choice but to tell Xiao Meng about his current situation. He said, “I’m married.” After saying that, he saw Xiao Meng’s expression brighten. Zhuang Long added, “But I divorced her four years ago.”

Xiao Meng was shocked for a moment before her expression collapsed. She tried her best to digest this news.

Then, Zhuang Long said, “But I have a son called Zhuang Qilin.”

Xiao Meng did not know what expression to make.

It was exciting to have so many twists and turns.

She was silent for a long time before saying in a complicated tone, “It… it must not have been easy.”

Zhuang Long stopped talking.

In the afternoon, Zhuang Long had figured out Xiao Meng’s personality. She was a gentle and considerate woman without any opinions. He was especially curious about why such a woman killed people!

Yes, Xiao Meng was a murderer. She was sentenced to prison because she killed someone.

Therefore, before he went to pick Xiao Meng up, Zhuang Long was still fantasizing about this woman’s appearance. Although she might not have an extremely fierce appearance, she was definitely not easy to get along with. In the end, when he met her, he realized that this person was not a fierce night-blooming cereus flower. She was probably a… dodder flower?

When they arrived at the hotel, Xiao Meng admired the beautiful clothes happily.

Even though she was already 59 years old and no longer looked young, she still loved to look beautiful. Zhuang Long stood at the side and watched quietly, feeling exceptionally calm. When Xiao Meng placed her clothes aside and saw that she was willing to stop, Zhuang Long asked, “Why did you kill someone?”

The smile on Xiao Meng’s face froze.

Following that, his plain and dry face that had been weathered by the elements gradually turned pale.

Zhuang Long was surprised.

“What’s wrong? Can’t you tell me?” Zhuang Long did not plan to get to the bottom of it.

Xiao Meng came back to her senses and explained softly, “That person hurt someone he shouldn’t have.”

“Who did he hurt?”

“…You don’t know him.”

Zhuang Long asked again, “Who did you kill?”

Xiao Meng still said, “You don’t know him either.”

“…Oh.”

In that case, the person Xiao Meng killed was a bad person who had bullied the person she cared about the most. Zhuang Long saw that Xiao Meng’s expression was not right and knew that this person was frightened by him. He sighed silently in his heart. Wouldn’t such a timid person’s feet tremble when she killed people?

After resting for the night, Zhuang Long brought Xiao Meng on a flight to New York City the next morning.

Xiao Meng had an extra luggage. In the luggage, there was still the small luggage she had when she was released from prison and some clothes. Zhuang Long wanted Xiao Meng to throw those things away last night, but Xiao Meng could not bear to, so Zhuang Long did not insist.

He was very curious about what Xiao Meng treated as a treasure.

When they were about to reach home, Xiao Meng suddenly became nervous.

Zhuang Long could tell and comforted her. “You don’t have to be nervous. Qilin is a child, not a demon. Why are you so nervous?”

Xiao Meng said, “The first time we met, I was afraid of startling him. I didn’t prepare a gift either. It’s inappropriate to be empty-handed. Besides, besides, I’ve lived in prison for half my life…” As she spoke, Xiao Meng fell silent.

Zhuang Long’s expression darkened. He asked her, “What else do you want to say?”

Xiao Meng gritted her teeth and said timidly, “No child is willing to acknowledge a murderer as their grandmother.”

Zhuang Long suddenly felt angry.

“Stop it!”

He could not stand the woman’s submissive look.

It was very pitiful and helpless, but it was also hateful. Zhuang Long could not help but be curious. How did Xiao Meng not get bullied in prison with such a weak personality?

In order to comfort Xiao Meng’s nervousness, Zhuang Long said, “That child is very kind. He won’t despise you. In fact, he’s looking forward to your arrival.”

Xiao Meng was skeptical.

The car drove straight into the manor.

Seeing that her son’s place was so luxurious, Xiao Meng finally believed that her son had really lived well all these years.

This was enough. As long as he was doing well, there was no problem even if he was locked in prison for the rest of his life. The butler personally opened the car door and called out to Zhuang Long. Zhuang Long got out of the car and personally walked around to the other side. He opened the door and welcomed Xiao Meng out.

Xiao Meng was so nervous.

Zhuang Long told the butler, “This is my mother.”

The butler appeared very calm and did not look surprised at all. He called out to Xiao Meng respectfully, “Old Madam, welcome home.”

The word “home” almost made Xiao Meng cry.

At this moment, a black shadow ran out of the house.

That person hugged Zhuang Long and called him father before letting go of him. Then, he quickly walked to Xiao Meng’s side. Looking up, Zhuang Qilin sized up his grandmother. At one glance, he could tell that she was a gentle woman. Zhuang Qilin smiled sweetly at Xiao Meng, looking very obedient.

“Hello, Grandma. You’re really good-looking.”

Even though time was unforgiving and Xiao Meng had already aged, her foundation was still there. It could be seen that she was definitely a beauty when she was young.

The nervousness on Xiao Meng’s face finally faded a little.

She bent down and looked at Zhuang Qilin, who looked back at her.

After a short meeting of eyes, Xiao Meng happily tapped Zhuang Qilin’s nose and said, “You and Xiao Bao really look alike when you’re young, except for your eyes.” Zhuang Qilin’s eyes were like her mother’s. They were blue and especially charming. Other places were like her father’s.

This was a grown-up who was picking on his parents’ strengths.

Zhuang Qilin was naturally happy to be praised by Xiao Meng.

“Is Xiaobao my father’s nickname?” Zhuang Qilin felt that this name was especially cute.

Xiao Meng nodded. “It was originally called Little Baby, but your father didn’t like it when he grew up and insisted that this name was embarrassing. Later on, he had no choice but to change his name to Little Treasure.”

“This name is nice. I have an uncle whose child is called Iron Egg. The name Xiao Bao is much better than Iron Egg.”