Chapter 1189 I Will Settle This Account with You Later!

Facing Ai Meiling's concerned eyes, Qin Chizhou always felt that if he talked too much, he would be suspected of cheating.

Don't look back, the girlfriend hasn't coaxed her back yet, and the mother-in-law has been accused of "a series of lies", Qin Chizhou didn't say a word.

Looking down at the tea in the water glass, Qin Chizhou thought about how to say it, and what to say would be more ambiguous and safer.

In Ai Meiling's eyes, it became the default.

"Xiao Qin, don't take it to heart..."

Ai Meiling said softly: "Although I don't know why you guys are getting awkward, but my daughter, I know. It must be that you didn't do something right, which made her feel uncomfortable."

"Let me just say, she didn't want to stay for a long time. She insisted on going to Ireland for vacation. She said that she wanted to take a good rest after a year of hard work. It turns out that you two had a quarrel."

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Ireland?

Qin Chizhou looked up at Ai Meiling like a ghost.

Ai Xiaomi, you are so courageous!

It was agreed at the beginning that we would go skiing in Ireland together.

You left me alone in the imperial capital, and you ran away to be chic?

have to!

Remember, I will settle the score with you when I catch you later.

"mom……"

Qin Chizhou hurriedly said, "Can you not tell Xiaomi that I came to see you?"

Emily looked up.

Qin Chizhou explained: "I came to see you. To put it bluntly, it is simply because Xiaomi is not here on New Year's Day. I am afraid that you will be alone, so I came to see you."

"If Xiaomi found out, she would have thought that I was stubborn and refused to admit my mistake, so I went to you to make a detour. She would definitely be even angrier by then."

"When she calms down and comes back, I'll admit my mistake to her, and then we'll go home to see you together."

What the young man said was reasonable from the bottom of his heart, and the more he listened to him, the more he felt that he was a sensible and good young man. Ai Meiling nodded repeatedly, "Okay, listen to you!"

Look at the time, it's almost time for dinner.

Ai Meiling grabbed her phone and stood up, took her coat off the hanger, "Xiao Qin, sit at home for a while, I'll go out and buy some food, and I'll cook something delicious for you tonight."

"Mom, don't bother, I'll just..." and left.

"Don't bother, don't bother, you watch TV, or go to Xiaomi's room to sit, there are her childhood photo albums and so on, I will be back soon."

The voice fell, and the person had disappeared outside the gate.

The living room became quiet, Qin Chizhou looked up at the clean and tidy little bedroom, and walked in.

In a small bedroom of more than ten square meters, there is a small bed against the wall.

Even if Ai Xiaomi doesn't come back several times throughout the year, Ai Meiling still makes the bed, and the bed is still Ai Xiaomi's favorite four-piece lavender set.

There is a desk in front of the window and an old Yamaha piano against the wall.

The bookcases are full of Ai Xiaomi's books, including several brand new five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulations.

There was a smile in Qin Chizhou's eyes.

Looking through the photo album, Qin Chizhou seems to have seen the growth trajectory of Ai Xiaomi, from the chubby baby, to the cute little girl, and then to the bright and beautiful big girl.

After reading the album, Qin Chizhou looked around, and when he was about to go back to the living room, he suddenly turned his head to look at the red Guanyin Bodhisattva calendar behind the door.

"At the end of each year, my mother would bring back two calendars of the Bodhisattva from the supermarket, saying that they looked festive."

"When I was young, I secretly made a wish behind my back, and when I grew up, I wrote my work plan. I always feel that if I write it behind my back, the Bodhisattva will hear it, and maybe he can bless me a little bit."

"It doesn't matter whether it should be implemented or not. It is best if it is implemented. Even if it is not implemented, my mother will tear it down and throw it in the trash can, and no one will know which fool wrote it."

Looking at the year that has ended, Qin Chizhou reached out and opened the calendar.