The mother was stunned for a long time.
Looking at Ye Yun's outstretched hand, which was even beckoning to her face, she shamelessly asked her for the household registration book.
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
Mother Xing slapped Ye Yun's hand away and forcefully slammed her hand on the table. "What I mean is, you should have your sister come back first and let her go to the hospital to see our Xiao Jie. If she behaves well, I will agree to her marriage with Xiao Jie."
"...Never mind then."
Ye Yun withdrew her hand, her face cold, and gave Xing's mother a disdainful look.
She sat back down behind the counter and, bored out of her mind, began to doze off.
When Xing's mother saw that she was not going to pay attention to her anymore, she was also angry. When had she ever suffered such a loss in all these years?
But with her son still in the hospital, she had no choice but to suppress her anger for the time being and grit her teeth, saying, "Sister-in-law Xiaohui, I've already made concessions. You know, with our family's conditions, we are far superior to those in your mountain village. If Xiaojie hadn't insisted on Xiaohui, I wouldn't have come to you."
"Marriage is a two-way street, and it should also be a two-way street for both families. Our family has already made concessions, now it's your turn to show sincerity, isn't it?"
Sincerity?
Ye Yun smiled.
Listen to this, anyone who doesn't know better would think her daughter, Tian Xiaohui, is being pretentious.
The truth is, their family is going too far.
"You don't need to spout nonsense." Ye Yun grabbed a handful of melon seeds, cracked them open, and said leisurely, "If you want to curse, bring Xing Yujie's household registration book and have Tian Xiaohui and your son go get their marriage certificate directly. Otherwise, don't come here at all, or I'll call the police."
The mother's temples throbbed with pain.
How did this escalate to calling the police?
"Oh, by the way, I heard your son is quite ill." Ye Yun continued, "Aunt Xing, I'm not trying to be mean, but you know exactly how your son got sick, right? If you just put his household registration book in front of him and let him go get a marriage certificate with Tian Xiaohui, I'm telling you, your son's illness might get better right away!"
Mother of the Punishment: "..."
Yes, she's the one who's sick!
"You're so sharp-tongued, it's really too much!" She couldn't argue with Ye Yun, so she cursed and swore.
Click, Ye Yun cracked open a sunflower seed.
*Thud*, the sunflower seed shells were thrown away.
Click, Ye Yun cracked open another sunflower seed.
*Thud*, another sunflower seed shell was thrown.
The discarded sunflower seed shells were thrown without any regard for decorum; even though there was a counter between them, they were thrown onto Xing's mother and at her feet.
This is blatant disrespect.
"You..." Mother Xing was about to speak when suddenly she felt a weight behind her, and someone pushed her aside from behind.
She was about to look up and start a fight.
"Boss Ye, you're finally back!" Chen Zhenxing said happily, stepping into the shop with light steps.
Factory Director Chen?
Factory Director Chen of the garment factory?
Xing's mother recognized Chen Zhenxing and looked surprised. She watched as Chen Zhenxing ran happily toward Ye Yun.
Ye Yun, who was leisurely slouching in her chair and cracking sunflower seeds, straightened her posture when she saw Chen Zhenxing and replied with a smile, "Director Chen, what brings you here?"
"Hey! Look at what you're saying."
Chen Zhenxing slapped his thigh, he couldn't wait to visit Ye Yun's pastry shop more often.
Ye Yun wasn't at the pastry shop before. If she were, he would come every day. Not seeing Ye Yun for a while had made him very anxious.
"To be honest, you're not very kind. You ran off to Lin'an without saying a word, and I was so worried when I couldn't find you."
Chen Zhenxing began to complain.
Ye Yun smiled, "The situation is urgent."
Chen Zhenxing added, "You stayed in your postpartum confinement period for quite a long time. You didn't even tell me you were coming back, and then you went to the provincial capital. I missed you terribly."
What?
Upon hearing this, Xing's mother, who was standing next to him, changed her expression. Did Chen Zhenxing miss this woman terribly?
What does this mean?
Xing's mother's eyes immediately darted between Chen Zhenxing and Ye Yun, trying to discern their secret affair.
Just then, Ye Yun handed Chen Zhenxing a handful of melon seeds.
Chen Zhenxing calmly accepted the drink, took a bite, and said casually, "Where's your man?"
"It's in the factory."
"What a coincidence, I was just thinking of having a drink with him," Chen Zhenxing said. "Are you busy right now? Do you want to come with me? It's been so long since I've seen you, I really need you."
Ye Yun: "Okay."
"Let me put on a coat."
After saying that, she put down the melon seeds in her hand, dusted off her hands, got up and went into the room, intending to put on her coat and go to the garment factory with Chen Zhenxing.
Chen Zhenxing beamed with joy.
“Alright, I have some good news to tell you,” Chen Zhenxing said. “Should I tell your man? Otherwise, it will be troublesome if he comes over and can’t find you.”
Do I have to tell her man?
Xing's mother stared in shock at Chen Zhenxing, who was about to make a phone call.
Just as Chen Zhenxing picked up the landline receiver, he suddenly felt a strong gaze. When he looked up, he saw Xing's mother standing next to him.
He immediately became suspicious.
Seeing that Xing's mother was staring at him blankly, Chen Zhenxing was also confused. He called out to Ye Yun, who was trying to sow discord, "Boss Ye, do you have guests?"
"ah?"
Ye Yun put on her coat and came out, only to see Xing's mother still standing beside her.
Sigh.
Ye Yun waved her hand casually, "She's not a guest. It's my little sister who got into some romantic troubles outside. The woman's mother came to our door demanding a proper status. Don't worry about her."
Then she looked at Xing's mother: "Auntie, there's no use standing here any longer. I'll say it again: either have Xing Yujie bring his household registration book, or don't come at all. We're closing up shop, so please leave."
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