Melissa had already seen through her daughter's thoughts. As someone who had gone through similar experiences, how could she not understand what the little girl was thinking at this time? But until everything settled and before Zeke was successfully trained, she could not let her daughter get too deeply involved.
"Alright, alright. Go and call your father and Dave for breakfast!" Melissa said, and Lina obeyed, looking a bit listless. Melissa smiled and whispered, "Since you're missing him so much, take some time to give him a call and ask when he'll be back! Asking him yourself is much more effective than us asking a hundred times."
"Mom!" Lina felt a little embarrassed. "What are you saying? I don't miss him!"
"Alright, if you say so," Melissa said affectionately. "Anyway, I've taught you a way. Whether you do it or not is up to you!"
Lina blushed and lowered her head, chuckling softly. Although she denied it verbally, her spirits noticeably lifted. She skipped away to call her father and look for Dave in the yard.
She took the opportunity to do a stretching exercise, raising her arms to prevent excess fat from accumulating around her waist. As she lifted her arms, her already short T-shirt became even shorter, revealing glimpses of her slender waist.
Melissa came out holding a plate and started nagging. "Oh, you silly girl! Wearing such a short shirt, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
The quick-witted Dave took action to defend his sister. "Mom, you don't understand. It's a fashion trend now! Wearing a short top with high-waisted pants makes the legs look longer! Many girls in our class dress like this!"
"Your sister already has long legs and doesn't need to accentuate them!" Melissa scolded with a smile, "Besides, your brother-in-law is an honest person. He definitely wouldn't like your sister dressed like this!"
The dining table instantly fell quiet as soon as those words were uttered. Dave secretly glanced at Lina and smirked mischievously. "Sis, isn't that the door guardian? Why does mom always say he's my brother-in-law?"
"Enough, eat your food!" Melissa raised her spoon and lightly tapped his head.
The whole family burst into laughter.
Then, Melissa suddenly seemed to remember something and turned to Lina, her gaze falling on her waist.
"Eh? Lina!" She asked, "I just realized... Where did the birthmark on your waist go?"
"Birthmark?" Lina looked down and smiled in embarrassment. "Mom... I didn't tell you about this. I... I wanted to look prettier, so I had cosmetic surgery to remove the birthmark."
"What!?"
Lina chuckled softly. "Gia went with me. She wanted to get her nose done too, so we went together! She was the one who found the aesthetic center, and we both received a 20% discount as a referral bonus!"
"You... Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing!?" Melissa exclaimed, her concern evident in her voice. She was only thinking about the possibility of Lina experiencing pain. "The birthmark was on your waist, not your face. How did it offend you?"
"It didn't look good!" Lina took a big sip of milk. "I don't get to wear a lot of clothes, and Gia said it didn't look good either!"
"Stop hanging out with that Gia! Just because she said it didn't look good to her doesn't mean it didn't look good!" Melissa pursed her lips and muttered under her breath, "The first time I saw her, I already knew she was not a good influence. She's the one who doesn't look good!"
"Mom!" Lina smiled helplessly.
Growing up, Melissa had always been incredibly protective of Lina. Sometimes, Lina felt that her mother's protectiveness was excessive. For example, when it came to making friends, she couldn't understand why her mother strongly disliked Gia. Whenever she asked, her mother couldn't provide a clear explanation. It seemed to be a matter of intuition, something only a middle-aged woman could understand.
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