Son, “Mom” Will Back You

After Luo Xiu was finally able to "lure" the half drunk and half-asleep girl into his suite and, before he could figure out how to get her to wash her, the ringer of Gu Nian's cellphone, which she had shoved in her chest, suddenly went off loudly inside the quiet room.

The girl, leaning against the headboard, raised the phone, squinted her eyes and tried her best to make out who the caller was.

Then, lifting her phone up to Luo Xiu, the girl with a foolish look on her giggled and said, "Look, precious son, it's a video chat!"

Luo Xiu paused a little and looked up to stop her.

But it was too late.

Gu Nian had already tapped on the "Accept" button. Smiling brightly, she brought the phone all the way up to her ear and said, "Hello?"

"……"

Two seconds later, Gu Yuan's annoyed voice came over, "Hey, Brat! This is a video chat. Move your phone away!"

"…..Oh." Gu Nian followed the instruction.

The mother and daughter's faces appeared on their respective phones.

When Gu Yuan saw the redness on Gu Nian's cheeks, she tried to control her temper. A vein popped a little on her forehead and she said, "Where are you? I called you multiple times and you didn't pick up. I was starting to get worried!"

Gu Nian looked around the unfamiliar room and asked dubiously, "Good question. Where am I?"

Gu Yuan, "……"

Gu Yuan suppressed her urge to crawl through the cellphone to smack her silly daughter. "Did you drink again?"

Gu Nian recollected herself and nodded happily, "Mmhmm!"

"…Haven't I told you not to drink outside of your own house with your dizzy-after-one-drunk-after-two-and-black-out-after-three-glasses tolerance for alcohol?

Gu Nian smiled with some embarrassment. "It's our production team's celebratory dinner though."

Gu Yuan controlled her temper.

By Gu Nian had completely lost her filter. Her face red and opening up one of her eyes, she shoved her face closer to the phone. "Why are you calling me at this hout?"

Gu Yuan, "Oh, you are the one to ask."

Gu Nian, "?"

Gu Yuan "I had you add the guy onto your WeChat a few days ago. You had just added him and barely even talked to him before you turned him down and removed him from your WeChat?"

Gu Nian blinked, "Really? How awful! Who'd do such a thing?"

Gu Yuan was annoyed.

After struggling for a little while longer, Gu Yuan finally decided against holding it back. Her face long, she said, "Look, you are 22 years old already. What a waste with that look of yours? There had been rumors that you are a homewrecker and you hadn't even been in a relationship once! Do you think you can maybe shape up some, hmm?"

"….."

Gu Yuan felt very regretful. "It will be alright if you can take are of yourself. But look at you right now, drinking to oblivious when you are out there somewhere. You are making me worry."

"……"

Gu Yuan, "You are still young and it didn't matter that you are not in a relationship and not getting married. What happens later? Who will support you when you grow old if you have no children?"

"…………"

Gu Nian, who had turned into a blob from the lecture captured the keyword and lifted her head abruptly.

Finally having the opportunity to retort, her eyes sparkling and her voice crisp, she said, "I have a son!"

"––"

Both inside and outside the screen came to a complete silence.

A few seconds later.

Gu Yuan recollected herself and turned pale. Frantically, she asked, "You were knocked up before you got married??!!"

Gu Nian bounced up from the bed.

And dashed toward the middle of the room.

Luo Xiu stopped where he was.

He had an inkling since he heard what Gu Nian had said but he had no heart to leave the girl there all by herself.

He even took a couple steps forward reflexively when Gu Nian stumbled forward and steadied her with both arms.

Standing upright while holding onto her precious son's shoulders, she even groped him a couple of times as she grumbled, "Eh, you look skinny but feel like there are some muscles……"

Gu Yuan's panicked voice came from the other end of the cellphone. "There's a man in your hotel room?"

"Hmm?"

Gu Nian recollected herself. She stood up straight and bounced up and down in front of Luo Xiu trying to capture him in her cellphone camera that she was holding straight.

That was obviously an impossible task for a drunken little head with the 20 or so centimeters difference in height.

Busted out laughing, Luo Xiu lifted his hand, stopped the girl from bouncing, and also steadied her hand that was holding the cellphone. Then, bending over, Luo Xiu's good looks entered the camera.

Achieving what she had wanted to, Gu Nian placed her arm on Luo Xiu's shoulder, turned and gloated proudly and foolishly, "Look, Mom, my son –– isn't he tall and handsome?"

Gu Yuan, "……"

Gu Yuan, "? ?"

Luo Xiu helplessly looked at the stunned real mother on the phone and said gently, "Hi, Aunty."

"?"

Gu Nian turned her head disapprovingly.

Her soft breath that still smelled like alcohol going straight into Luo Xiu's shirt ––

"What Aunty? She's Grandma."