Following that, soft lips covered his, leaving Gu Junhang dumbfounded.
Qi Xiao ca to Z Country specifically to attend Xia Yumo and Gu Junhang’s wedding ceremony. After the wedding, he took a helicopter straight back to his ho in Xinma.
It was a classical European-style villa with an exterior that looked sowhat old and imposing.
Outside, there was a huge lawn that spanned hundreds of acres. On the lawn, there were two large, snow-white Samoyeds, who were grinning at this mont, watching Qi Xiao’s car and owing joyfully.
Next to the Samoyeds sat a wealthy lady wearing ho clothes.
Both Samoyeds lay on each side of her, their gazes shining as they watched Qi Xiao get out of the car.
Qi Xiao walked over, and the two Samoyeds jumped up, hugging Qi Xiao’s arms with ingratiating expressions.
Qi Xiao extended his hand and rubbed the heads of the two big dogs. Then, he walked to the lady, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly froze.
He stared at the woman’s face in front of him: her delicate facial features were truly exceptional.
This face seed to be a masterpiece crafted by Nuwa herself when creating humans, a perfect combination of art and nature.
Every part of the face was just perfect; adding or subtracting even a little bit would make it less perfect.
Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking and just stared at her, the woman couldn’t help but laugh.
"Why are you staring at your mom like that? Don’t you recognize ?"
The woman’s voice was very gentle, which contrasted starkly with Qi Xiao’s cold deanor.
However, they were indeed a genuine mother and son.
Qi Xiao did not resemble his mother, but instead looked more like his father, Qi Baiyan.
Upon close examination, though, there indeed was so resemblance between his eyebrows and eyes and those of his mother.
Qi Xiao snapped back to reality and rembered the reason for his dazed state. He looked at his mother’s face once again.
Qi Xiao’s mother, Chu Peixian, also ca from a prominent family and was a well-educated young lady.
When she was young, she was stunningly beautiful, and now that her son was already thirty years old, she still retained her elegance. Her natural noble aura was sothing ordinary people could not match.
At this mont, as her son stared at her again, she couldn’t help but tease him:
"You’ve been single for thirty years, and now you’re srized by an older woman?"
Qi Xiao: "..."
His birth mother only knew how to be serious for a short while.
One could only tell that she was a true lady from her appearance and temperant; only those who had spent more ti with her knew that deep down, she was like a vulgar man.
Basically, during such instances, Qi Xiao chose not to engage with Chu Peixian. The more he participated, the more excited she would beco.
But Chu Peixian was different. Even if deep down she were a hundred vulgar n, her son was still her son. She would worry about significant life events like marriage.
"Xiao Xiao..."
"Mom!"
Qi Xiao couldn’t hold back when he heard this "nickna" even though he was usually very calm.
"Mom, you can call Xiao, or you can address as son directly, but please don’t use this nickna in the future."
Chu Peixian was unimpressed, "Why not? You are my son, can’t I call you sothing more affectionate?"
"No!"
Without hesitation, Qi Xiao firmly rejected her proposal.
Chu Peixian was sowhat displeased, her perfect lips pursed as if not yielding, but she didn’t continue to push her son.
She just said:
"You are already at this age, are you really planning to stay single for a lifeti? You should have children while I’m still young so I can help you raise them ..."
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