Jiang Yaoyao hurriedly stepped forward with a sweet smile, "Auntie, hello, my name is Jiang Yaoyao, and I'm Bo Jinlan's girlfriend. You and he can just call me Yaoyao."
"Okay," Rong Ying said with a nod and a smile, her bright eyes sizing up Jiang Yaoyao, "You're indeed prettier than you are in the photos, Jinlan was right."
Jiang Yaoyao was caught off guard, "Ah?"
Jinlan?
Who's Jinlan?
Bo Jinlan's mouth twitched, "Mom, what did I say just now?"
Rong Ying laughed it off, "My fault, my fault. Lanlan just slipped out. I should call you Jinlan."
Bo Jinlan: "..."
Now you want to call him that?
Too late!
Rong Ying also felt helpless.
After all, she had been calling her son by his nickname for nearly thirty years; how could she suddenly change it?
Seeing Jiang Yaoyao's mischievous look, Bo Jinlan coughed softly, "Let's go inside first."
Jiang Yaoyao quickly stepped forward to help, "Auntie, let me carry your bag for you."
But her heart couldn't stop giggling.
