Chapter 73

“Then let’s set off, my knight!”

Hearing my mother’s words stirred a slight emotion within me. Perhaps she didn’t realize her own feelings when she said them, but in my mind:

Knight and princess, a match made in heaven.

I held my mother’s hand and didn’t want to let go until we entered the elevator.

My mother looked at me amusedly: “How long are you planning to keep holding my hand?”

I held my mother’s hand and shook it in the air: “Aren’t knights supposed to protect princesses? You are a princess, I’m protecting you.”

Mom chuckled and said, “Where can you find a princess in her thirties? I’d be more like an empress.”

My mother was implying something; how could I not understand?

I touched my nose, and really wanted to say, “If you become the empress, then I will become the emperor and bestow upon you the title of mistress of the harem.”

Even if you beat me to death, I wouldn’t dare say those words out loud; I’d only mutter them to myself.

My mother pulled her hand out of my palm, and just as I was feeling a little disappointed, the next second, she gently took my arm.

I was instantly overwhelmed with excitement. My mind was in a daze because of my mother’s actions. Even the glimpse of my mother’s beautiful vulva that day couldn’t compare to the excitement I felt now.

Yes, desire can only satisfy for a short time, but love can last forever.

My excitement probably stemmed from this; after all, I’m a very greedy person, and I want both my mother’s body and soul. With the roar of the engine, the Mercedes drove out of the garage and sped along the highway to the airport.

I looked at the flat shoes my mother had just put on her small feet and said with a smile, “Mom, after I finish my college entrance exam, I’ll get a driver’s license so you won’t have to go through the trouble of changing shoes every time you drive back and forth.”

Mom wore sunglasses, which covered her cold and deep-set phoenix eyes, but only made her small and delicate face stand out even more: “Well, when you learn to drive, when I’m old, you can take me out for a drive more often.”

“Look at what you’re saying! You’re still several years away from forty, why are you always complaining about being too old?”

The mother stared straight ahead: “Didn’t you say I was too old?”

Did I say that?

My mother fell silent upon hearing this. After all, I had never said anything like that. Her sudden concern about her age was simply due to what I did last night.

I “dislike” Chu Ning because she is several years older than me.

Seeing my mother get the short end of the stick, I chuckled to myself, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction.

You know, it’s really not easy to make your mom lose face.

Mom gave a soft hum and said nothing more.

I continued, “Unfortunately, I’m only sixteen. It will take me another two years to get my driver’s license.”

After a moment’s hesitation, Mom said, “It’s not impossible to take the exam now.”

What do you mean? Do you have a solution?

“Lin Yuan”.

“Um?

The mother said softly, “Actually, many rules in this world are set for ordinary people.”

Mom adjusted her sunglasses with her slender fingers: “You can take the driving test when you’re an adult. You’re still too young to drive on the road right now.”

“I’m still not at ease.”

“Just do as your mother says.”

After another long drive, when I saw several clusters of flowers blooming by the roadside, I quickly said, “Mom, we’ll see a flower shop soon.”

Let’s stop for a moment.

“Are you buying flowers for your aunt?”

“Yes, my aunt loves flowers so much, I think she’ll be very happy to see a bouquet of flowers after she gets off the plane.”

Mom said calmly, “Okay.”

“Tsk”

The car stopped in front of the flower shop. Mom took off her sunglasses and reached for her seatbelt, but I quickly said, “No, no, let’s just buy a bouquet of flowers.”

That’s all, there’s no need for you to get off the bus.

“It’s fine, waiting in the car is boring anyway.”

My mom and I walked into the flower shop, and a young lady immediately came over.

Although the flower shop is not large, it is decorated elegantly and warmly. Various flowers are cleverly combined together, and the colorful flowers are eye-catching, which is enough to show the exquisite flower arrangement skills of the florist.

“It smells so good!”

I couldn’t help but marvel at the fragrance of the flowers in the shop; some were as sweet as honey, others as delicate as morning dew—a truly wonderful mix of scents.

Intertwined, they create a delightful and refreshing experience.

Looking at the pretty florist, I asked with a smile, “Did you arrange all these flowers?”

The florist smiled sweetly and said, “Yes.”

“it’s beautiful.”

The florist’s eyes lit up at the mention of this, and she was about to say something when my mother suddenly coughed softly. She glanced at her watch and interrupted our conversation: “Hurry up and see what to buy, we’re a little pressed for time.”

The florist glanced at the mother and couldn’t help but exclaim, “Sister, you’re so beautiful! Is this little boy buying flowers for you?”

”

The mother seemed a little embarrassed by the stranger’s blatant praise. She glanced at him briefly, waiting…

My answer.

I quickly said, “No, I’m buying flowers to give to someone else. Could you please put together a bouquet for me with red tulips and baby’s breath?” My mother raised an eyebrow at my words, glanced at me, pursed her red lips, but said nothing.

“Okay, okay.” The young lady quickly walked into the flower shop: “Please wait a moment, it will be ready soon.”

I turned to look at my mother’s pretty face: “Mom, wait for me a moment, I’ll go check how her matching is going.” My mother looked slightly annoyed: “Whatever.”

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the car without lingering.

I looked at my mother’s slender back and felt a little amused. Her reaction was just too obvious and cute.

If you want flowers, just say so.

Seeing the florist working diligently, I went up to her and asked, “Do you offer home delivery?”

“Of course, that’s how we make a living.”

“Could you please also arrange a bouquet of white lilies and have it delivered here?”

“Okay~”

I gave them my home address, paid the bill, and then, carrying a bouquet of 19 tulips and baby’s breath, I hurried toward the Mercedes.

Nineteen flowers represent eternal love.

Tulips, while expressing love less directly and passionately than roses, are more subtle, making them a perfect gift for my aunt. The vibrant red tulips, like burning flames, are full of enthusiasm, while the pure white baby’s breath, like countless stars, is scattered among them, complementing each other beautifully.

The red tulip symbolizes passionate love, just like my aunt’s love for me—bold, ardent, and flamboyant, undisguised and unreserved. If I hadn’t kept stopping her, my aunt would have already made her relationship with me clear to my mother.

Thinking back to how I knelt on the ground, clinging to my aunt’s leg and begging her not to tell anyone, I can’t help but laugh. I was so stupid. My aunt wasn’t afraid of others finding out, so what did I, a “child,” have to be afraid of? It was obvious that my aunt had “lured” this ignorant boy into our relationship.

I carefully placed the flowers on the back seat of the car, then, after a moment’s thought, I hugged them tightly to my chest. Seeing me holding the flowers, my mother couldn’t help but say, “You’re treating a bouquet of flowers like this?”

I laughed and said, “After all, it’s a gift for my aunt.”

After hearing this, the mother remained silent for a long time.

Garen whispered, breaking through the defenses and then fell silent.

I stole a glance at my mother, unable to see her expression behind her sunglasses, and deliberately said, “Mom, why aren’t we leaving yet? Aren’t you going to leave?”

Does this mean we’re running out of time?

Her mother’s red lips moved slightly, and after a long pause, she finally said, “Aren’t you going to buy anything?”

I pretended to be impatient: “That’s all, let’s go, I can’t wait to see my aunt.”

Mom took a deep breath and then slammed on the gas pedal.

“Bang!”

I was jolted backward, slamming hard against the seat. Clutching my throbbing head, I couldn’t help but complain, “Mom, why did you start so fast?!”

“Shut up!” Mom said coldly.

I obediently kept quiet, but secretly thought to myself: Little brat, quite arrogant.