Chapter 868: Chapter 868: My Son, He Just Called Me Dad Chapter 868: Chapter 868: My Son, He Just Called Me Dad After Song Chuanqi and Bai Lanwu had offered tea to Old Master Bai, Leng Chenmo found an excuse to send the two away to avoid staying there and watching Old Master Bai act high and mighty because of his age.

“Mother, father, Tang Zhou’s aunt has come. Could you both accompany me to greet her?”

Although Tang Zhou’s parents were no longer alive, he still had an aunt, the only relative from his side of the family. Tang Zhou’s aunt wasn’t from a wealthy family; she was a member of the ordinary working class but genuinely cared for her two nephews.

Upon hearing this, Song Chuanqi fixed his gaze on Leng Chenmo. What had Shen Mo just called him?

Bai Lanwu’s depressive mood was swept away by Leng Chenmo’s address. Did her son just call her “mother”?

Her son had always referred to them as “You, you, you,”, and this was the first time he had called them father and mother.

Bai Lanwu’s eyes moistened in an instant. Startled, she quickly responded, “Mmm, we must meet her. Where is she? Take us to her quickly.”

“This way.” Leng Chenmo could feel the elders’ excitement. In fact, it wasn’t that he couldn’t say the words, but being no longer a child and not having Tang Zhou’s personality, he was more reserved with his emotions, so he had never found the right moment to change his way of addressing them.

Bringing the elders to face Tang Zhou’s aunt, Leng Chenmo took the initiative and introduced, “Dad, mom, this is Tang Zhou’s aunt.”

At those words, Bai Lanwu’s eyes grew warmer. Holding Tang Zhou’s aunt’s hand, she asked, “Hello, did Tang Zhou’s uncle not come?”

Tang Zhou’s aunt felt slightly awkward in such a setting where everyone seemed to come from distinguished backgrounds. She didn’t know how to socialize, and upon hearing the question, she didn’t know how to respond because she had divorced her husband several years ago and was now a single mother.

Knowing the situation, Leng Chenmo smoothed things over, “Mom, Tang Zhou’s aunt is very fond of Tang Zhou. She has specifically come from Pengcheng to attend our engagement party.”

Bai Lanwu’s heart warmed with every “mom” Leng Chenmo uttered, and she couldn’t hide her excited smile, “Really? I’m familiar with Pengcheng. I lived there for two years when I was young. I still remember Pengcheng’s hot and spicy noodles; they were especially delicious. You can’t find that flavor anywhere else, and even if someone makes them, they’re not authentic.”

Talking about their local specialties gave Tang Zhou’s aunt a topic, “Our Pengcheng hot and spicy noodles mainly depend on the chili. If you like, I can send you some homemade chili sauce when I get back, the most authentic kind.”

“Then thank you in advance. Let’s go sit over there and talk; you must teach me how to make hot and spicy noodles.”

At this moment, Bai Lanwu had no desire to deal with Old Master Bai and eagerly entertained Tang Zhou’s aunt.

Song Chuanqi didn’t follow them. His father’s excited gaze fell on Leng Chenmo; he longed to hear his son call him “dad.” His son had just called out “mom” a few extra times but had not done so for “dad.” Song Chuanqi felt jealous.

Leng Chenmo seemed to see the anticipation in his eyes, “Dad, it looks like someone over there is waving at you.”

Song Chuanqi looked over; it was his younger brother, Ye Baiqing.

Directly steering Leng Chenmo that way, Song Chuanqi’s voice, seemingly calm but filled with pride, boasted, “My son, he just called me ‘dad.'”
This was Ye Baiqing’s first time seeing his elder brother boast like this. He looked up at Leng Chenmo, “Not bad, good son. Your dad has been waiting for that call for over a month. Every few days he called me, asking how he could be a good father, and look how happy it’s made him.”