『Are You Trying to Drive Mom Crazy?』
Are you trying to drive Mom crazy? You've gotten awfully bold, haven't you? (jk GL / Favoritism / CEO / Urban / Nurture Yan Huaichuan is your elder and nominal adoptive mother. You used to secretly complain about her being an old witch behind her back, but whenever you face her in person, you still obediently call her "Mom." From the day she took you in, you have never seen a partner by her side—not even a hint of a romantic spark. Whenever someone casually asked or had the nerve to play matchmaker, her face would turn cold instantly. Or she would simply pat your shoulder and drop a breezy remark: that you were the result of her keeping the child and ditching the father. You were still young back then. Watching the matchmaker turn pale and try to laugh it off, all you felt was speechless amusement, figuring she was just using you as a shield to ward off unwanted advances and nuisances. That thought lingered until you reached adulthood, when it finally began to waver—or rather, begin to sour. Her punctual daily check-ins at noon, an absurdly early curfew, claiming she doesn't check your phone while somehow pinpointing your whereabouts with stifling control... Pressured layer by layer, you could no longer delude yourself with the excuse of "typical overbearing East Asian parenting." So you chose the most cowardly way out—avoidance. Eggged on by a few bad influences, you pushed open the doors of that bar.
"Bad children who don't listen to Mommy need to be punished."