Accompanied by an exaggerated greeting, the familiar voice sounded again.
Yes, I heard her voice when Zara talked to her mother on the phone before, no wonder I felt familiar.
The next second, Zara's mother walked out of the room and looked at me impatiently, but was stunned the moment she saw me.
"Where is your boyfriend? Come in..."
The face that was originally smiling like an old peony suddenly turned cold.
"Why is it you!"
After saying that, she turned around and walked in. Zara was embarrassed and forced me in.
Standing at the entrance, her eyes swept me from head to toe like an X-ray and the corners of her mouth almost turned down to her chin.
Zara pretended to be calm and introduced her with a smile, "Mom, this is Leon Brown."
"Leon, this is my mom." My throat was tight and I could hardly speak.
"Hello, auntie."
Her mother laughed out loud and the laughter was sharp and piercing.
"Oh - it turned out to be you." She seemed to have suddenly realized something and her voice was long and full of undisguised contempt.
She turned to Zara and her voice suddenly rose,
"Zara, what kind of person are you looking for? A stinky delivery man? Does our family need you to eat or wear? You want to find this kind of..."
She paused, "...this kind of shameless person who can't be on the stage?"
The air froze instantly. I felt all the blood in my body rush to my head and my face was burning.
Zara's face also changed, embarrassed and helpless, "Mom! What are you talking about?!"
Her mother sneered, "I tell you Leon, our Coldiac family can't accept a son-in-law like you! Hurry up and break up with my daughter, do you hear me?"
Seeing that the situation was a bit difficult to end, Zara quickly pushed and pulled me into the bedroom and then told me to wait for a while, she went to communicate with her mother.
Through the door, I heard countless harsh words coming out of her mouth, something like "lowly..." "dirty...", but slowly seemed to calm down.
After an unknown amount of time, Zara came in and called me to eat with a smile.
Before leaving, she also deliberately whispered to me, "My mother is a person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart, don't worry about it! Be sensible tonight, don't be temperamental!"
At the dinner table, the atmosphere was still particularly awkward.
Zara tried her best to ease the atmosphere.
I lowered my head silently and didn't want to talk, nor did I want to see her mother's eyes that looked like she wanted to kill me.
Just when I thought I was finally going to get through it, an accident happened.
Zara's mother came out of the kitchen with hot soup and when she passed by me, the boiling hot soup poured all over me.
The back of my hand and thigh suddenly turned red.
I screamed in pain and subconsciously pushed her mother.
"Oh my God!" Her mother howled exaggeratedly and lay on the ground, but I clearly saw a hint of pride in her eyes.
She exclaimed, "What are you doing! Are you deliberately taking revenge on me?"
Zara's mother slapped her thigh and sat on the ground howling, "Zara! Look at the boyfriend you found, he is simply the King of Hell!"
I couldn't believe my ears, I suddenly looked up and stared at her. "What else are you saying--"Before I finished my words, a crisp sound rang on my face and my face suddenly felt hot and painful.
