Chapter 95: Qin Xinmei won’t let me call her my wife (2)

　　On the road.

　　I drove a white Porsche with Qin Xinmei, and Chen Qianqing drove a red Ferrari with Chen Siting. The two sports cars, one white and one red, were driving on the road at a moderate speed.

　　Qin Xinmei sat in the passenger seat and suddenly seemed to remember something. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across her cold face. "Chen Qing, can you please be more careful at home from now on?"

　　"Mom, what are you talking about?" I held the steering wheel, unsure what Qin Xinmei was talking about. "Please explain it more clearly," I asked.

　　Qin Xinmei glanced at me unhappily, her tone slightly annoyed: "You're playing dumb again, aren't you?" "Mom, wait a minute, let me think this through." My mind raced through the events of this morning, and suddenly, I realized something. I glanced in the rearview mirror at the red Ferrari not far behind me, turned around and tried to ask: "Is it about me calling you wife?"

　　"I'm glad to know." Qin Xinmei rolled her eyes at me, her fair face coldly turning away and looking out the window. I whispered, "Then I'll call you my wife when no one is around. Is that okay?"

　　"No." Qin Xinmei turned her head and glared at me. As if she had thought of something, her cold cheeks flushed slightly. She said unhappily, "Why do you insist on calling me that? I'm your mother, your biological mother. Calling me mom is the correct thing to do."

　　When I saw the red light ahead, I slowly stepped on the accelerator and snorted, "That stormy day at the company, even the heavens, thundering, promised us a relationship, and you took advantage of it to go back on your word."

　　Qin Xinmei pursed her red lips, a smile flashing at the corner of her mouth, as if she felt guilty. After glancing at me, she turned her head away and looked out the car window without saying a word.

　　I was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and shouted: "Wife, Xinmei wife, wife."

　　Qin Xinmei's delicate body suddenly leaned over, and she slapped my head with her jade hand. She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Chen Qing, are you done yet? What are you yelling about?"

　　"Mom, as long as you promise me, it's all done." I felt that I couldn't back down on this matter, lest Qin Xinmei create more trouble.

　　Qin Xinmei pondered for a few seconds and retorted, "Chen Qing, when there's no one around, you can yell all you want. Do you think I'll pay any attention to you?"

　　I was a little speechless as I watched the red light ahead of me pass by, and pretended to sigh, "Do you have to call Mom to pay attention to me?"

　　Qin Xinmei smiled knowingly: "Good boy, not bad."

　　I don’t know when Qin Xinmei will truly accept me calling her my wife, or maybe she will never. After all, we are mother and son, and Qin Xinmei cannot get out of this restrictive ethical concept.

　　Thinking of this intangible yet existing gap, I felt powerless and stared blankly ahead.

　　And when we were in the company at that time, why did Qin Xinmei use three thunders to witness what I said about relationships between men and women? Maybe she was just trying to please me, or maybe she was trying to calm me down?

　　"Chen Qing, don't be distracted. Drive carefully. The light is green."

　　"Is the light green?" I heard Qin Xinmei's voice, suddenly came to my senses, and gently stepped on the accelerator to pass the green light.

　　At that moment, I felt a bit depressed and lost. I gritted my teeth, calmed my mind, and drove carefully. Qin Xinmei frowned and asked softly, "Chen Qing, what were you thinking about so intently just now?" I forced myself to be alert, staring straight ahead, and smiled, "It's okay."

　　Qin Xinmei leaned on the passenger seat, her delicate hand brushing the hair off her forehead, and sneered, "What are you thinking about? Can't I see it?"

　　"Tsk, so what if you figured it out? You're not backing down. You're just trying to piss me off to death."

　　"Chen Qing, what's with that tone of voice? You're really being rebellious. You're the one who really wants to piss me off."

　　"Mom, just let me rebel. We've already slept together, and I'll always call you my wife."

　　"Chen Qing, shut up."

　　"Keep your mouth on me, don't shut it."

　　"I'm ignoring you."

　　An hour later, my aunt Chen Qianqing and I parked the car in the parking lot of a large amusement park in the city center. Chen Siting's pretty face was a little excited, and she seemed very enthusiastic about going out to play.

　　I stared blankly at the amusement park, and then I remembered a time when I came here with Nalan Xi. That time, I played a "zombie" in the adventure house, and was chased and threatened by someone with a chainsaw. Finally, I hid in a cabinet in a room, and I kissed her.

　　Chen Siting walked around Qin Xinmei and put her arm around me, appearing very intimate. She smiled slyly and said, "Brother, let's go on the roller coaster later."

　　I'm a little afraid of heights, especially things that make me feel unsafe. I refused without thinking: "No, I'm afraid of heights."

　　Chen Siting was stunned for a moment, then looked me over seriously, as if I were an alien. She suddenly twisted my arm with her delicate hand, and said with sarcasm, "You're a coward."

　　Qin Xinmei, carrying a white handbag, looked at Chen Siting's arm around me. She frowned and subtly pulled Chen Siting aside: "Siting, let's go buy tickets."

　　Chen Siting was pulled away by Qin Xinmei, her eyes flashing with a strange look, and then she walked towards the ticket window with Qin Xinmei with a smile.

　　Chen Qianqing's two tender white jade feet were wearing a pair of black high heels. She walked beside me with a gust of fragrance. Her delicate body was almost touching my arm, which seemed very close. I asked curiously: "Chen Qing, are you really afraid of heights?"