Mo Shangjun realized it.
The auntie had originally come up to watch the excitement, never expecting to encounter her son's old classmate. She had hesitated for a long time before coming over to scrutinize Mo Shangjun and then went on praising her own son. It was clear she was sizing up whether Mo Shangjun was fit to be her daughter-in-law.
As the auntie finished speaking to herself and took out her phone, preparing to call her dear son, Mo Shangjun felt awkward.
She glanced inadvertently at Lu Yang, only to see his expression of schadenfreude. However, as soon as he caught her warning look, that smile immediately disappeared, and he put on a serious face.
Mo Shangjun rolled her eyes at the superficial friendship with Lu Yang, then turned to the auntie, who was on the phone, and asked, "Your son is?"
"You…" The auntie looked at her in surprise, but soon the call connected, and she quickly raised her voice, "Son, come upstairs, will you? Busy? You can still spare a moment!"
