My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 162 Having a daughter-in-law and forgetting her mother

Talia immediately understood what Ayan meant.

She smiled lightly and said, "Of course I want it, will you give it to me?"Ayan hooked his lips and smiled: “Let's see how you do."

Talia did not speak, just a faint look at him, then turned to takeCamille's arm, with a complaint tone: “Cami, look at him even such asmall hobby can not satisfy me as a mother, you are his wife, you haveto give me the decision to do so. *

Camille froze, especially when the word "wife" came out of her mouth,causing Camille's cheeks to flush.

Camille pursed her lips and whispered, "No, Ayan was just joking withyou."

“It's really just a joke?"

"Yeah."

"Then ask him if he will buy it for me? He will listen to what you say, Ican't control him as a mother, now he is your husband you control.”Talia, like a child, pushed Camille directly in front of Ayan after shefinished speaking.

Camille and Ayan both know what Talia is thinking, but Camille doesn'twant to upset Talia, so she does what she's told.

She looked up at Ayan and asked, "You'll buy it for mom, right?"

Ayan face a slight pause, noble indifferent face did not set off theslightest ripple, just faintly looked at her: “Do you think?"

“I think it's okay to buy."

"Hmm."

Hmm?

What does um mean?

Camille pursed her lips and froze slightly, Talia applauded happily:"See, I told you Cami, you're better, Ayan doesn't even listen to menow, I'm right about having a daughter-in-law who forgets her mother.”Camille hung her head with a slightly stiff face.

The atmosphere quieted down with it.

Talia looked at Ayan and gave him several low looks, but the latter didnot react or move at all.

Talia couldn't help herself and she asked, "How did you two get here?""Ayan and I each drove here."

“I'm not used to driving your dad's car, but you're going to see yourgrandma with Cami, right? I'm not used to driving your dad's car."Good."

Camille simply cannot say the word no.

Arriving at the parking lot, they watched Talia get in her car and driveaway before getting into Camille's car.

In the small space of the car, the man's breath around him is strong,Camille pursed her lips to keep her composure and stepped on the gas.The journey was quiet without any conversation.

A few moments later, the car pulled up steadily at the bottom of theapartment building and the two of them took the elevator up toCamille's floor, where she led Ayan to knock on the door across thehall.

Ayan thought she was living in an apartment with her grandmother, butwhat she didn't expect was that she had rented the apartment acrossthe street as well.

His face was slightly cold, but only for a moment before he regained hisoriginal appearance.

When she heard the door open, her grandmother also looked up.Although she was over seventy years old, she loved cleanliness andwas a particularly cultivated old woman, so she immediately put a smileon her face and asked, "This is Ayan, right?"

Grandma knew Ayan and had asked Winnie to give her photo andname when she found out Camille was getting married.

Grandma has a good memory, so she recognized it right away.

Ayan also smiled immediately, the smile on his lips was gentle andgraceful, his voice was also very gentle: “It's me, Grandma took so longto visit you, you won't be angry with me, right?"

"Of course not, come and sit down.” Grandma looked at him with asmile full of gentle kindness, and then said to Camille: “Cami, go andpour Ayan a glass of water."

"Good." Camille went straight to the kitchen to pour water, and whenshe came out she saw that Grandma and Ayan were having a goodtime talking about who knows what.

Ayan asked, "Grandma, I'll come to pick you up in a couple of days,here's my contact, I've put a note in my phone for you, if there'sanything you need, just call me directly, I'll come over immediately.”"Well, I remember, then I'll trouble you.” Grandma smiled lightly andlooked at Ayan with a seemingly more satisfied look.

Faced with grandmother's attitude he is also not condescending, thereis no impatience between the words, every move is very serious andcareful.

Ayan spent a lot of time talking with his grandmother and had lunchhere, cooked by Camille herself.

After dinner, Grandma took a nap, and Camille sent Ayan downstairs.While waiting for the elevator, she took the initiative and said,"Grandma may talk a little too much when she is old, I hope you don'tmind, and if you don't like what you hear, you can go in the left ear andout the right ear! If you say anything you don't like to hear, I'll say sorryon Grandma's behalf!"

She looked at Ayan seriously, without any emotion, these are her wordsfrom her heart, because she thinks Ayan's nature is not so patient tolisten to all those parental content.

Ayan narrowed his eyes and gave her a faint sweeping glance: "Soyou've been listening to your grandfather's nagging in one ear and outthe other? You pretend to be hypocritical and accept them even thoughyou don't like what you hear?"

Camille froze.

She frowned and caught his words, "I wasn't talking about me, I'm justtalking about you right now."

"So why do you think I'm that kind of person?"

“I don't think you're that kind of person, I'm just afraid you'll replace itnagging and distracting, I'm just assuming, if you don't then just pretendI didn't say it, okay?"

Camille sighed silently, and her eyes met Ayan's inadvertently.

He wasn't talking, just looking at her without moving, his eyes barelyrippling.

Camille bit her lip and asked in a low voice, "Ayan, what did Grandmatalk to you about? And you exchanged contact information, was it anappointment to go somewhere?"

"You want to know?"

His thin lips outlined a few shallow curves, deep eyes flooded with highand profound.

Camille nodded, naturally, she wanted to, otherwise she wouldn't haveasked.

The smile at the corner of Ayan's mouth deepened, and his headsuddenly dropped closer to her, his voice low, "But Grandma forbademe to tell you.”

Camille is silent, her eyes full of speechlessness.

The elevator opened at that moment, and Ayan just gave him a faintlook and said, "No need to send it, I'll go down by myself."

Along with the sound of his speech, others have entered the elevator.The elevator door slowly closed, and the two men's eyes wereseparated a little.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a bony hand suddenlylifted to block the doors from closing, and the man's deep eyes lockedon her as he asked, "Camille, let's go get the formalities done whengrandpa is stable."

Camille's eyelashes fluttered gently, and her voice was inaudible: "Yes!"He hooked his lips and smiled, "You're quick to respond, have youbeen waiting for me to say that?"