Chapter 87 Will People Think We Are Poor?

The curtains in Yu Chucheng's bedroom have a particularly good light-blocking effect. When they are drawn tightly, the room is completely dark and it is impossible to tell whether it is day or night.

Yu Chucheng rubbed his eyes hard and found that he had unknowingly moved from the right side of the bed to the left side. The pillow in the middle was missing and the quilt was in a mess.

Did he have a fight with the bed?

Yu Chucheng quickly turned to the electronic clock on the bedside, on which the time was flashing - 9:52AM.

Where is Duan Huaijin?

Last night's dream was so real that he seemed to have an extra memory and his head felt swollen and uncomfortable.

Yu Chucheng said with lingering fear: "Duan——"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Before Yu Chucheng got up, he heard someone coming out of the kitchen.

Duan Huaijin thought it was Ji Zhou who knocked on the door, so he opened it without thinking much.

"Cheng Cheng! Mom asked Auntie to make black chicken soup this morning. It's very nourishing. I happened to have nothing to do today so I came to see you. You——"

It was very cold outside today. Mrs. Yu just came to see her son, so she just wrapped herself in some clothes and came with her face bare. She didn't expect to be greeted by an icy face as soon as she opened the door.

Well... this is definitely not her son. Her son is not that tall and not that strong. This arm is almost thicker than her son's.

The aunt who was following behind her and carrying a heat pack saw her wife suddenly freeze in place and looked puzzled, "Madam?"

Mrs. Yu tilted her head and confirmed the house number again.

Strange, I didn’t go the wrong way.

Suddenly there was a rustling noise in the bedroom.

Yu Chucheng got up from the bed in a hurry. He searched for his slippers for a long time but couldn't find them. Three buttons of his collar were undone last night. He walked out while buttoning his clothes and almost tripped over a pillow that fell on the ground, causing a loud noise in the bedroom.

"Mom! Why are you here!"

In the end, Yu Chucheng only found one slipper and jumped out on one foot in a panic.

Mrs. Yu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yu Chucheng. Fortunately, she did not find the wrong place.

Upon learning that the noble lady in front of him was Yu Chucheng's mother, Duan Huaijin was stunned for a moment. In her previous life, Mrs. Yu rarely appeared in public, so he had indeed never seen her.

Duan Huaijin lowered his eyes and concealed the coldness in them, making room for Madam Yu to come in.

Mrs. Yu's skin was well maintained. Even without makeup, her skin was fair and rosy. There was no trace of aging at the corners of her eyes. Only when she smiled did one or two silver laugh lines appear.

"I'm just sitting around doing nothing at home anyway, so of course I have to come over to see you since you've been here for so long. This is..."

Mrs. Yu looked up at Duan Huaijin and felt that the young man looked familiar.

Yu Chucheng pressed down his messy hair and scratched his nose out of habit. "Close the door first. I'll tell you slowly later."

Twenty minutes later.

Mrs. Yu, who knew about their relationship, sat on the sofa and pretended to be calm while drinking a sip of water. "Cheng Cheng, do you think it's too late for me to go back and change clothes and put on makeup now?"

Duan Huaijin was helping his aunt in the kitchen and couldn't hear the voices in the living room.

Yu Chucheng glanced at his mother's outfit today and said honestly, "No need, it's pretty good too."

Mrs. Yu clenched the cup and whispered hurriedly, "But this double-faced cashmere coat is an old model from two years ago. I like it very much, so I haven't thrown it away."

"Don't worry, Mom. You can't tell."

However, Madam Yu seemed not to have heard what Yu Chucheng said, and continued to talk to herself: "I haven't even worn the Japanese pearl earrings that I particularly like, nor my Colombian emerald necklace and Cartier big diamond ring. Look, I have nothing on."

“…”

Madam Yu suddenly grabbed Yu Chucheng's hand and said, "You said that I came here so casually for the first time we met. I didn't prepare anything for the first meeting. Chengcheng, will this embarrass you? Will people think that our family is poor?"

Yu Chucheng was stagnant, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"By the way, Cheng Cheng, didn't you just get together? Why last night..." Mrs. Yu looked at Duan Huaijin's back and said.

"No, we didn't do anything last night." Yu Chucheng felt a little hot in his ears and reached out to touch his neck.

Duan Huaijin bit too hard last night. When he woke up this morning, he felt pain in the back of his neck. He went to the bathroom to take a photo and saw a clear red tooth mark. He was so scared that he quickly took out the barrier patch at home and put it on to cover it.

Mrs. Yu turned around and started to think about money again. She opened her phone and started calculating. "How much do you think is a suitable amount of betrothal gift? Isn't 80 million plus a house in Kyoto too little? This was the amount I had when I got married. But prices have skyrocketed in recent years. I think we need at least a few small amounts."

Yu Chucheng interrupted her with mixed feelings, "Mom, have you forgotten that I am not yet of legal marriage age, and he and I..." Yu Chucheng paused, "We have only been dating for a short time."

"Make preparations before it arrives. I will have to talk to your father about this later." Mrs. Yu patted the back of Yu Chucheng's hand meaningfully, and her eyes turned towards Duan Huaijia with loving intent.

He is handsome and can cook. He is very presentable whether he is managing the household or taking people out. Which elder would not like such a person?

The aunt who came with Mrs. Yu finally found a good candidate who had a common topic with her in cooking. She was so happy that she wanted to condense all her life's learning into the essence and teach it to Duan Huaijin.

When Duan Huaijin brought some fruit, Mrs. Yu smiled and tucked up her hair, saying, "Little Duan, don't be busy. Auntie is there. Come over and chat with us."

Duan Huaijin glanced at Yu Chucheng, as if asking for his opinion.

Yu Chucheng grabbed the cup in front of him and drank the water madly.

I don’t know why, even though it was Duan Huaijin who was meeting the parents, he was more nervous than Duan Huaijin.

Duan Huaijin was sitting on the single sofa on the other side, with the collar of his white shirt neatly turned up.

"I heard that you have excellent grades and are an excellent student at Peking University. What do your parents do?" Mrs. Yu asked tentatively.

Yu Chucheng was nervous. He didn't expect that the question would be so sensitive right at the start.

Duan Huaijin clasped his hands together and said, "Just an ordinary worker."

Madam Yu nodded thoughtfully, "Is that so."

Duan Huaijin looked up at her calmly.

Mrs. Yu's facial features are exactly the same as Yu Chucheng's, except that they are gentler and softer. When she talks about Yu Chucheng, her face is full of affection.

Duan Huaijin lowered his head and looked at the soft carpet under his feet.

He also understood if the Yu family wanted to find a suitable match for Yu Chucheng.

He also didn't expect to meet Yu Chucheng's mother so soon. If this happened in his previous life, his reputation would be bad, but he wouldn't be so passive and the gap between him and the Yu family would be so big.

However, what Yu Chucheng was worried about was that Duan Huaijin did not want to mention the situation at home.

Mrs. Yu held the cup in her hand, but she was thinking about——

He is just an ordinary worker, that's good. Fortunately, he is not an educated person like a university professor, otherwise I wouldn't know how to communicate with him.