Chapitre 61: To Her, Only Jian Mattered

"That…I…"

Lin Qianru blabbered and suddenly thought of something.

"I didn't have breakfast in the morning. So I asked a friend to sit here and went to eat something. Yes…"

She explained to her daughter with a smile.

Mo Roulan's scrutinizing eyes almost made her spurt out the truth but he controlled herself by looking through the book in her hand.

  Although her mother looked a little weird, Mo Roulan couldn't find any other fault. She looked at her mother's dress which was not the one that a waitress would wear.

She sighed after a few moments.

It seemed that she was just overthinking. Her mother didn't lie to her.

"I should leave now. I have classes to attend."

She glanced at her phone to see the time and told her mother.

A sigh supposedly of relief escaped from Lin Qianru's lips and she said smilingly.

"Yes, Yes. You shouldn't get late now."