The next morning, after freshening up, Chen Bin came to the dining room.
He saw Zhao Xinmei sitting silently at the dining table.
Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes looked dull as if she was troubled by something.
Chen Bin didn't know if her expression had anything to do with the stocking incident.
So to cover his embarrassment, he quickly sat down at the table, tiptoeing around as if nothing had happened.
However, Zhao Xinmei still spoke up.
"Xiao Bin, did you see the stockings I left in the bathroom last night?"
Just as he feared the most!
Chen Bin felt a sudden "thump" in his heart and quickly shook his head.
"No! I went straight to sleep after washing up last night, I didn't see anything."
Gazing intensely at Chen Bin, suspicion filled Zhao Xinmei's phoenix eyes.
"Lying is not what good children do, Mom hopes you'll tell the truth."
"I... I really didn't take them," Chen Bin obviously lacked confidence in his reply.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xinmei forcefully suppressed her anger.
"Last night it was just the two of us at home, if you didn't take them, then who did?!"
"I really don't know about this."
Chen Bin had already decided that no matter what, he couldn't admit to it.
As long as his godmother had no evidence, she couldn't do anything to him.
"Okay, you've grown quite skillful, haven't you? We'll see how I deal with you!"
After speaking, Zhao Xinmei got up and headed toward Chen Bin's room.
The latter sat calmly in his chair.
Having anticipated he might be discovered after his actions the previous night, he had hidden the stockings in an absolutely safe place.
There was no way Zhao Xinmei could find them.
However, in less than three minutes, he saw an enraged Zhao Xinmei storming out of the side room.
In her hand was the stocking Chen Bin had hidden under the mattress.
Fuck?
It's really a shame for godmother not to be a detective!
Chen Bin was stunned at first, then immediately "plopped" to his knees.
"Mom, I know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again!"
Seeing the terrified look on Chen Bin's face, Zhao Xinmei was rooted to the spot in astonishment.
A powerful sense of guilt washed over her.
It was her lack of discipline that led Chen Bin to do this.
Scolding couldn't solve the problem; it was better to persuade.
With this in mind, she casually tossed the stockings onto the sofa beside her.
Gently helping Chen Bin to stand up from the ground.
"Come, get up and have some breakfast. Mom's not going to scold you today."
Hearing this, Chen Bin was somewhat stunned.
Is the sun rising from the west today?
After Chen Bin was seated, Zhao Xinmei forced a smile.
The beauty mark at the corner of her mouth curved enticingly.
"You're at an age full of vigor and have your needs, which I can understand. But you can't use my things. After all, I am your mom, and between the two of us... sigh, you must not do this again, okay?"
Chen Bin nodded, not daring to say much.
He knew the relationship between him and his godmother.
If nothing out of the ordinary happened, it was impossible for anything to happen between them for the rest of their lives.
But godmother was just too perfect. At night, as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of her image.
If I don't shoot one off, I can't sleep at all because it's so hard.
In the following time, neither of them spoke a word.
Chen Bin found the silence, eerily quiet, to be unbearable.
After finishing the bread, he immediately started drinking the milk.
At this moment, he heard Zhao Xinmei's hesitant voice again.
"Xiao Bin, actually, some things are not fit for me to say, but I'm your mom, I must let you know that moderation is key—too little is pleasant, too much is harmful. Your godfather did it too much when he was young, and now as soon as he gets into bed he..."
"Pfft—"
Chen Bin didn't expect Zhao Xinmei to talk about these things with him.
He couldn't help it and sprayed out all the milk that was in his mouth.
As he hurried to get up to look for a cloth, Zhao Xinmei casually grabbed some tissues and gently wiped the table.
But her phoenix-like eyes didn't seem to move away from Chen Bin at all.
"This milk is just like that thing of yours, the more you use it, the less you'll have. If you don't practice moderation when you're young, you'll have kidney deficiency when you get older, which isn't good for familial harmony, you know?"
Chen Bin's eyelids twitched upon hearing this.
He never imagined his godmother would discuss such things with him.
But on second thought, it indeed made sense.
If Wang Jun didn't have kidney deficiency, Zhao Xinmei wouldn't have threatened him with a green hat last time.
While Chen Bin was full of thoughts, Zhao Xinmei spoke again.
"What are you daydreaming for? Want to drink my milk?"
What?
Chen Bin was slightly stunned, subconsciously lifting his head to look at Zhao Xinmei's chest.
The latter scolded with a playful shout, "You brat, where are you looking? I'm talking about the cow's milk!"
As she spoke, Zhao Xinmei directly handed her own cup of milk over to Chen Bin.
Only then did he react, his face flushing red, and he wished he could just crawl into a crevice in the ground.
At this moment, the phone rang.
Chen Bin had just answered when Wang Jun's questioning voice came from the other end.
"Where did you run off to? Your section chief can't find you anywhere; if you don't come over soon, don't bother coming back!"
"Goddad, I..."
"Who the hell is your goddad? From now on, call me Secretary Wang!"
"Secretary Wang, I just..."
"I don't care about your reasons, you have twenty minutes to report, or get out of my house!"
After that, Wang Jun hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy tone, Chen Bin felt a surge of anger inside him.
All his life, when facing Wang Jun, he always walked on eggshells around him.
He questioned himself and knew he had done nothing to wrong Wang Jun, yet this old man was always on his heels.
It was utterly outrageous!
Zhao Xinmei obviously also heard Wang Jun's voice and hurriedly spoke.
"Xiao Bin, don't stoop to your godfather's level; he's just that kind of person. You should hurry to the county in a taxi, do you have enough money? Do you want me to transfer some to you?"
"I have enough! I'll be going now."
Chen Bin didn't have time to think too much, he immediately got up and ran towards the door.
As the front door closed, Zhao Xinmei quickly moved to the sofa.
She picked up the stockings she found in Chen Bin's room and sniffed them near her nose.
Perhaps the smell was too strong, as it made her retreat continuously.
After a few seconds, she approached and sniffed again.
Soon, she got used to the scent.
In the end, she even took deep breaths, a satisfied smile spreading across her face...