Chen Fang gently pulled back her scattered thoughts and gently said to Chen Ying's family:
"Cousin, it seems you're shopping with Uncle and Aunt, I'll head back first."
"Alright, be careful on your way."
Although Chen Ying responded, inwardly she was complaining silently,
If I had known, I would have continued to work overtime today.
She really didn't want to go home.
After Chen Fang finished speaking, she turned and left.
Just as Chen Fang's figure disappeared around the corner,
Mrs. Chen eagerly grabbed Chen Ying's ear,
her tone carried a hint of reproach and urgency:
"You child, how could you let such a good young man slip away?"
Rubbing her ear in pain, Chen Ying protested unwillingly:
"Mom, didn't you always say no dating during school?"
"I said not to date, so you really didn't? Couldn't you use your brain and discreetly go ahead?
After all those years of schooling, how could you lack even a bit of cleverness!"
Mrs. Chen's words were full of blame.
