My Super Rich Mom [Quick Wear]

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This is a huge glass room. Except for the side close to the building, the other sides are transparent. The whole room seems to be suspended in the air.

The room was filled with flowers, which surrounded Zhong Chu in all their glory. Zhong Chu wore a slim-fitting purple dress, which made her skin fairer under the sunlight. The amber eyes were filled with starlight, but they were a bit indifferent, like sparks in winter.

Two pairs of similar fox eyes stared at each other.

Wan Chen looked at Zhong Chu, slightly stunned. After a few seconds, he quickly lowered his head and said in a halting tone: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. I am a guest today, please forgive me."

For some reason, his heart was beating loudly. It didn't stop, and the roots of the ears were slightly red. In his mind was that extremely gorgeous face, and he felt inexplicably familiar.

Zhong Chu didn't speak. Instead, he walked to the hanging chair next to him and sat down on his own. After a moment, she said, "Sit down, Wan Chen."

According to Wan Chen's temperament, he should have refused, but he felt an inexplicable feeling of excitement in his heart. He pursed his lips and sat on the hanging chair opposite Zhong Chu.

The two sat opposite each other, but Wan Chen didn't dare to look at Zhong Chu. Suddenly he thought of something and asked, "How do you know my name?"

Zhong Chu smiled slightly and pushed the small cake at his hand to him: " I am Zhong Chu, the owner of Wanchen Castle."

Wan Chen was stunned, and his heart suddenly skipped a few beats. He raised his head and looked at Zhong Chu blankly. His heart suddenly felt a little sour. This out-of-control feeling made him a little annoyed.

It turned out that this was the mother of the young master with the same name as him. He attributed the strangeness in his heart to his envy and jealousy of the other Wan Chen.

His tone was slightly stiff: "Hello." After saying that, he sat there dryly, eyes lowered, sitting upright.

"My son is about the same age as you and has a similar personality." Zhong Chu poured another glass of milk and handed it to Wan Chen, "He also likes the piano."

Wan Chen raised his head, took the milk, and said tentatively: " How do you know I like piano?" He clenched his hands into fists, his palms slightly moist. For some reason, he suddenly thought of his irresponsible mother.

He knew from an early age that he was not the child his parents expected to be born. According to his father, his mother was a vain woman who ran away with someone else not long after giving birth to him. His father dropped out of high school, remarried and had a child soon after, and no longer cared about him at all.

He lowered his head again, his parents were completely different from this lady. The woman loved her child, but his parents saw him as a burden.

"This is fresh milk from the farm under my name. You can try it and see if you get used to it."

Wan Chen took a sip of the milk. His eyes lit up at the silky and mellow taste, and he took another sip.

Zhong Chu said: "If you like it, you can take some with you when you leave."

Wan Chen put down the cup with sincerity in his eyes: "Thank you, but don't bother, I don't like drinking milk very much." This Ms. Zhong He is a kind person, and her son must also be a kind child.

He has not drank milk for many times since he was a child, and now he has a huge debt. He may not be able to drink milk in the future. Although he likes the taste of this glass of milk, this milk does not belong to his kind of person. Since you won’t have it again, it’s better to never have it.