"Mom... why, why are you here?"
Li Ziqing accidentally bumped into none other than her own mom.
She hurriedly put away her phone, looking a bit flustered, and awkwardly laughed.
"Just listen to yourself! Walking and staring at your phone while laughing, you didn't even notice your own mom! What were you doing in the lounge just now?"
Li Peixia looked at her daughter with a disapproving expression.
She's becoming more and more unreasonable.
"I wasn't doing anything, just sending off a friend."
At this moment, Li Ziqing answered with a silly smile and a look of innocence.
"A friend? What kind of friend makes you run out without even changing your outfit, still in your performance clothes? And what kind of friend makes you smile at your phone while walking?"
Li Peixia understood her daughter was growing up.
It's normal for a young woman to start having feelings; after all, she went through the same things when she was younger.
