When Song Song was about to answer, Song Xueqin suddenly interrupted coldly, "Forget it, I don't want to hear your lies, as long as you're not in a marital relationship, it's fine."
Then with a stern face, she said, "You've really been lying to me quite a bit lately. How have I educated you since childhood? Have you forgotten it all?"
Song Song knew she was in the wrong, so she didn't argue back, only softening up and acting cute, "Mom, I haven't forgotten."
There were just some things she really didn't want her to know about, fearing she would overthink or worry.
"If you haven't forgotten, why are you lying to me?" Song Xueqin continued to lecture, "You're in your twenties already, still trying to solve problems by avoiding them. Do you think that's appropriate?"
Song Song's little face was full of embarrassment, "I know it's not appropriate!"
She glanced at Ms. Song, who was still angry, and dared to whisper, "Since you wouldn't allow it, I could only sneak it."
