Son, “Mom” Will Back You

Chapter 87

Alright, subtlety wasn't going to work here.

This was the first time Luo Xiu was so annoyed by something that he wanted to bust out laughing but also didn't know what else he could do.

He lifted his arm and finally did what he didn't have a chance to do the other day outside of the dressing room –

Gu Nian was still going on and on like a loving mother when she felt weight on her head.

Stumped, she stopped talking.

This feeling…

Gu Nian looked up and looked right into the pair of brown eyes that were looking down.

"I did not have intimacy with her nor will that happen in the future. Zhuo Yixuan came looking for me this morning because I had helped her with some connections with work and that was it. – Did I explain myself clear enough, Miss. Gu?

"… …" Gu Nian nodded rigidly.

"You are willing to believe me now?"

"… …" Gu Nian hesitated for a few seconds and finally nodded slowly again.

Luo Xiu finally looked down and removed his hand.

He rotated his body, leaned against the open door to make room for her, "Want to come and wait inside?"

"Oh, okay."

Gu Nian was still in her baffled state. Her brain, nevertheless, followed her instinct which listened to Luo Xiu and walked inside of the room.

When she walked past the bathroom, she seemed to still be able to detect a hint of fragrance that she couldn't tell whether it was from shower gel or shampoo in the steam.

Sitting dazed on the chair for dozens of seconds, Gu Nian's brain that was all jumbled up finally regained a shed of rationality.

She lifted her hand uncertainly and touched her own hair.

Did her precious son just…

Patted her on her head?

… …

? ? ?

! ! !

She was happy being brought closer in distance with her precious son but! Being instakilled by her precious son from placing his hand on her head! What about her esteem as an old mother?!

Sure enough, her precious son still did not see her as a mother that he could lean on. Wuu wuu wuu wuu wuu.

Gu Nian was in pain. Distressed, she put her arms around the round coffee table that was, by now, very familiar to her, and started banging her forehead against its edge.

Such was the particularly familiar scene that Luo Xiu saw in front of him when he heard the noise and walked out of the bathroom.

He looked down, trying to hide the light smile on him.

"Miss Gu."

"? !" Gu Nian sat up straight immediately.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, no. I feel fine."

"Then, were you bored while you waited?"

"No. Of course not." Feeling slight embarrassed, Gu Nian smiled politely at him still.

"Then what was it that you were doing earlier?"

Following Luo Xiu's line of sight, Gu Nian looked over at the edge of the coffee table that she had just victimized. After a few seconds of silence, she rubbed the edge of her table a few times with a guilty conscience.

"Oh, I was, checking out its sturdiness."

The corners of Luo Xiu's eyes were almost forced downward by his smile. "And? Is it sturdy?"

"Oh, yes. They didn't skim on it at all," said Gu Nian very seriously.

"And just how could you tell? From the echo?"

"Huh?"

Gu Nian turned around, stumped, and saw Luo Xiu tapped his fair forehead with his finger.

The man put his head down and looked up. His lips curving a little and he had a smile that wasn't quite a smile on him.

Gu Nian, "… …"

Wuu wuu wuu wuu. Her son must have taken her for a grade school kid again. T^T

That really wasn't true, my precious son. Mom really was a mature, tender, and good mother who was more than capable of taking care of her son.

Gu Old-Mother Nian cried to herself.

Luo Xiu stopped teasing her. Walking over to the vertical wardrobe, he opened up one of the doors. His fingers brushed passed the wooden drawers and stopped over the second oe.

Leaning down a little, he opened up the drawer and reached his hand inside of it.

Turning around, Gu Nian asked dispirited, "What is it that Mr. Luo Xiu was trying to do? Is there anything that I can be of assistance?"

"It's fine. I can take care of it myself," said Luo Xiu.