But this is fine, so she won't have to suffer.

While breathing a sigh of relief, she hurriedly persuaded her.

"Okay, grandma, don't be so excited. If I didn't write this, would this drama still be so popular? Regret is also a kind of beauty, Oppa is smart."

What his daughter said was clear and reasonable, which made Renjing's mother calm down, but she was still a little unwilling to accept it.

"Well, if you say that, these people are all dead. They can have a perfect finale, so they have to play such a gimmick. Alas, you don't know. When I saw the ending, I was so angry that I threw away the water cup."

Shi Zhenqiu's neck chills, thinking that it seems that he can't tell his aunt that he is the screenwriter of "The Temptation of Wife" in the future.

Otherwise, it seems that life is in danger.

Because of his daughter's consolation, Renjing's mother finally became less angry, but began to care about another issue.

"Hey, young man, since you are a writer, you must know Zhao In-sung, right? Can you ask for an autograph for me?"

Shi Zhenqiu and Renjing looked at each other and thought to themselves that your transformation was too fast.

But what else can I do?

Who told her to be Renjing's mother?

Shi Zhenqiu was already pleasing Renjing, hoping that she could calm down. What better way than to make her mother happy?

So he quickly agreed.

"I really didn't expect that Auntie is still a fan of Brother Cho In-sung. Please rest assured, the day after tomorrow... well... tomorrow, I will ask In-jing to bring you Zhao In-sung's signature back."

Unexpectedly, Renjing's mother felt relieved all of a sudden. When she looked at him again, her eyes were different.

What an ugly thing or nothing to do, these bad reviews have long passed by the wind.

"The young man is really good. He is a writer at a young age. When will the next work be released? Don't worry, aunt must be your loyal audience."

This attitude changed so much that Shi Zhenqiu was a little incompetent and had to tell the truth again.

"Auntie, my job is not a writer, but a regular member of infinite challenges. If you watch mbc TV every Saturday, you can see me."

"Ah, you're still an artist."

This was amazing, Renjing's mother's eyes could be discharged.

What's the luck of my daughter?

I found a man who was young and talented, but he was actually an artist.

Ouch, it's so great.

When Renjing's mother was happy, she let go of everything and was about to stand up immediately.

"Oh, it's getting late, I'll cook for you. Young people are expensive and can't be hungry."

Where is this possible?

Shi Zhenqiu moves faster and wants to show himself if he wants to.

"Auntie, you are here from afar. You're so tired. Let me take a break. Let me do the cooking."

Renjing's mother naturally refused.

"Where are big men going to the kitchen?"

Renjing stood up.

"My mother, let him go. Oppa's craftsmanship is really good. Please talk to me."

After being repeatedly dissuaded by Shi Zhenqiu and his daughter, Renjing's mother had to watch Shi Zhenqiu walk into the kitchen with the vegetables she bought.

Looking back and holding my daughter's hand, I was so moved.

"You girl, I really didn't realize it. She has a pretty good vision. She looks like a steady person, but you have to grasp it."

Renjing was in a panic and said sadly: "Mom, it's not what you think."

Renjing's mother was scared at her face, but her eyes were smiling.

"You girl, you are still shy. What's the matter? Let's find a quiet place and talk to me about this guy."

Without saying anything, she pulled her daughter into the inner room.

This place where Kim Hyung-seok usually rests, the sound insulation effect is very good.

Renjing's mother pulled Renjing in and saw her daughter's backpack placed on a chair, next to it. She picked it up and planned to sit on it.

Unexpectedly, the backpack was open.

As soon as she carried it, her backpack suddenly became crooked, and everything inside fell to the ground.

"Ouch……"

Both mother and daughter were shocked and hurriedly cleaned up together.

But as he was doing it, Renjing's mother's face became awkward.

Looking at the things in my hand, then looking at my daughter with the same blood-colored face, I could only say, "Well, that, you young men... this... need to be restrained."

It turned out that the things in her hand were nothing but a dozen. Good guys, after a rough look, there were more than a dozen.

Renjing was dizzy and fell to the ground.

She really wanted to tell her mother that you really misunderstood.

This backpack is not Shi Zhenqiu's, but Teacher Jin Hyung-seok.

The old guy is so old, why are you still as strong as you are so old?

Teacher, you have killed me.
Chapter completed!