Son, “Mom” Will Back You

A few seconds had passed before Jiang Xiaoqing recollected herself. She gave Gu Nian a very dubious look, "Since when do relationships progress from being friends to becoming mother and son??"

"As long as my motherly love for him was strong enough, I will be able to move my precious son. Look, he is already winning to be friends with me. Why do you think that is?" said Gu Nian very seriously.

Jiang Xiaoqing, "……"

Oh, okay.

Jiang Xiaoqing decided against approach Gu Nian from the angle of Luo Xiu's attitude. She would have to come at it differently. As such, she switched to a different approach –

"But Guru Gu Nian, don't you feel that you have been too, too, too, too nice to your precious son?"

The questioned stopped over at Gu Nian for 0.1 second before she shook her head immediately. "Of course not. I am still not nice enough to him."

Jiang Xiaoqing was shocked. "In what ways are you not nice enough to him?"

"In every way, because motherly love is boundless."

Jiang Xiaoqing, "……"

Jiang Xiaoqing was devastated. She took a step back, leaned down and said to Qin Yuanyuan, "I don't think I do it. Your turn."

Qin Yuanyuan dared not move.

Gu Nian, on the other hand, looked over at her. There was some helplessness in the girl's languid eyes. "What is it that you two wanted to say to me tonight? Just say it to me."

Jiang Xiaoqing had sustained too severe of a "blow". It was Qin Yuanyuan who finally organized her words and said, "We are just worried that, you being too nice to Luo Xiu might… not end well."

"Not end well?" Gu Nian was taken aback by that comment.

Seeing a sliver of hope, Jiang Xiaoqing chimed in immediately, "Not just 'not end well'. It could end disastrously!"

Gu Nian, "?"

After pondering over that for a few seconds, the little girl looked back suddenly. Her eyes languid and her face expressionless, she smacked her left hand against her right and said, "Okay, I get it now."

Jiang Xiaoqing let out a sigh of relief. "That's good…"

Gu Nian, "Spare the rod, spoil the child. You two are right. I will be more careful going forward and definitely not let my son stray onto the wrong path."

Jiang Xiaoqing, "…………"

Qin Yuanyuan¸"…………"

The two, who were too stunned to speak, missed their final chance of warning Gu Nian. They could do nothing but watch Gu Nian, with nothing but her son on her mind, walked quickly over to the middle of the dining hall.

Gu Nian was only two minutes late and her precious son had already been targeted.

And by "familiar face" Zhuo Yixuan no less.

"Since your assistant is not here anyway and they won't be arranging for anyone else to sit here, why don't you let me sit next to you? What do you say?"

Beauty Zhuo was in a formal dress with her long hair cascading down one side. The delicate voice that she was speaking in had already caught the attention of all the other actors and male staffers at the same table as Luo Xiu, all of them looking at Luo Xiu in a judgmental way for making the beauty plead with him.

The man whom she was pleading with, nevertheless, looked unmoved by her. He had a gentle smile on him but he was also, at the same time, indifferent to her request.

"Like I've told you, this spot is already taken."

"By whom? Everybody has seated already. Who could be sitting…."

Zhuo Yixuan stopped abruptly midway through her sentence.

Froze in her spot, she looked extremely unhappily at the girl running toward them while holding up the hem of her dress.

"Pardon me." Gu Nian had saw Zhuo Yixuan from afar and had ran over quickly, not wanting anything unpleasant to happen to her precious son. She was out of breath when she reached him. "I'm late."

When Zhuo Yixuan recollected herself, she gritted her teeth, "What are you doing over here? Your spot is not here. Go back to your own table."

Gu Nian parted her lips to defend herself.

But, before she could do that, Luo Xiu stood up and subtly blocked in front of Gu Nian.

With his back to the girl, Luo Xiu gave Zhuo Yixuan a nonchalant but cold look. Hidden within the look was a warning that his patience was about to run out.