Chapter 96
It was not yet four in the afternoon when the class reunion ended. Bei Bitang sat in the driver's seat, steering...
It was not yet four o'clock in the afternoon when the class reunion ended. Bei Bitang sat in the driver's seat and tightened her grip on the steering wheel. Since she had already taken revenge once and there was still early in the day, she might as well take care of another one.
The wind blew in through the car window, lifting her long hair.
Everyone in the residential building turned in the same direction and looked at the graceful Bei Bitang.
The reason is simple: Bei Bitang is too conspicuous, like a model in a fashion show.
His hair was down to his waist, and he was wearing a long beige windbreaker, high black boots, and a pair of large sunglasses that almost blocked most of his vision.
She walked without looking around, looking straight ahead, but she walked steadily.
Under the sycamore tree, there are two or three small stone tables, and several old ladies are playing cards around the stone tables.
Bei Bitang walked over, took off her sunglasses, smiled slightly, and asked, "Hello, Auntie, I'd like to ask which way is Li Daqiang's house?"
The old lady was distracted by Bei Bitang's bright smile. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Go straight and turn right. When you see a bicycle shed, that's the building behind it. Go up to the fourth floor. There's a gas tank at the door. That's Li Daqiang's house."
Bei Bitang thanked him softly.
Li Daqiang had retired that year. When Bei Bitang knocked on the door, he was lying in a rocking chair at home, wearing a pair of reading glasses and reading a newspaper.
Ding-dong, ding-dong knocking sounds.
"Who is it?" Hearing the knock on the door, Li Daqiang asked loudly as he walked in his slippers.
With a click, the door opened, and outside stood a cold-faced, Western-style girl who was a head taller than him.
Li Daqiang was pressured by Bei Bitang's momentum and involuntarily moved aside and said, "Please come in."
Li Daqiang didn't even ask who the other person was or who she was looking for. Because Bei Bitang was so powerful, he let her in.
Bei Bitang didn't want to enter this door. She slightly lowered her sunglasses, narrowed her eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Director Li, do you still recognize me?"
Li Daqiang was stunned, frowning, looking up and down at Bei Bitang several times, shaking his head in confusion and saying, "You don't know her? Did you come to the wrong door?"
Bei Bitang sneered and said, "You're right, Director Li. I, Bei Bitang, am here to see you today."
He didn't know the glamorous Bei Bitang, but Li Daqiang was still deeply impressed by the name Bei Bitang.
He couldn't help but take a step back, looking at Bei Bitang warily, swallowing his saliva, and said in shock: "What are you doing here?"
Bei Bitang pulled up her sunglasses and said softly, "Of course I'm here to take revenge on you."
Li Daqiang's body trembled, his voice trembling as he said, "I'm an innocent man. How dare you retaliate against me?! Whatever you do, I'll call the police!"
Bei Bitang said coldly, "I won't do anything. Director Li heard that you have a son. Ask him and you'll know what to do."
After saying that, Bei Bitang turned around and walked downstairs.
Li Daqiang has a wife, a son and a daughter, but his only son is his life.
Li Daqiang shouted loudly: "Hey! Explain clearly! I'm telling you, what does this have to do with my son?! If you mess with my son, I will never let you go!"
As Li Daqiang said this, he wanted to chase Bei Bitang, but he was wearing reading glasses and the light outside the door was dim, so he fell flat on his face.
By the time he got up, groaning, supporting his old waist, and limped downstairs, Bei Bitang had long disappeared.
He asked the people downstairs, and the neighbor told him that Bei Bitang had left in a car.
Li Daqiang was shocked and went home with a hunched back.
While waiting for his son to get off work, Li Daqiang wanted to call his son countless times and ask him to go home early.
But reason told him that he must not affect his son's career. He paced around the room with his hands behind his back, waiting anxiously.
It was past six o'clock when my son returned home. I saw him laughing happily, not showing any worry at all.
Li Daqiang sighed slightly in his heart and thought, I will ask about it during dinner.
Li Daqiang's son saw that there was no trace of food on the dining table. He waved his hands and said, "Dad! Where's the food? Let me eat autumn breeze. By the way, when will Mom be home? Give her a call and ask her to come back from grandma's house early. The food you cook is terrible."
Li Daqiang took out a ten-yuan bill from his pocket, handed it to his son, and said, "I won't cook today. Go out and get some cooked food."
Li Daqiang took the money and said dissatisfiedly, "Why don't you buy it in advance and wait for me to come back and ask me to buy it."
Li Daqiang's face turned stern and his eyes glared at his son, who instantly became timid and scurried out of the house.
After buying dinner, Li Daqiang casually glanced at his son, who was wolfing down his food, while eating. He said casually, "Where were you last time? Oh, right, we were talking about a woman named Bei Bitang. Let's continue."
Li Daqiang's son was stunned and said blankly: "Dad, when did I ever mention Bei Bitang to you?"
Although he liked to talk about work with his father, Bei Bitang was a woman. He didn't like to hear a man talk about how high a woman's position was, how strong her abilities were, and how many people praised her.
Upon hearing this, a thought flashed through Li Daqiang's mind: it's over.
Li Daqiang's lips trembled as he said, "You mentioned it to me! Don't dilly-dally, tell me Bei Bitang's identity!"
Li Daqiang's son lazily said "Oh" and said in a very casual tone, "She is just an ordinary small leader. I heard she is a beauty."
Li Daqiang's face darkened. He tapped his son's head with chopsticks and said sternly, "Speak clearly!"
"Ah!" Li Daqiang's son covered his head and said in confusion: "Dad, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so angry?"
Li Daqiang narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
Li Daqiang's son didn't dare to hide his true feelings. Rubbing his head, he reluctantly said, "She's from Shanghai, I heard. She was a college student in the 1970s, then sent to study in Germany. Now she's back in China and is the second-in-command of a large automotive group. Her boss is a disinterested person and delegates power to her. In reality, she has the final say on many things. The entire department is studying her, hoping to connect with her and establish a factory here."
Li Daqiang's face turned pale and he asked again, "Have you seen her?"
Although Li Daqiang loves to brag, he doesn't dare to brag about this. He shrugged and said, "How can I? I'm just a small clerk. My rank is not high enough."
To put it bluntly, Li Daqiang's son is a clerk in the most marginal and least valued department of a subordinate unit.
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Daqiang shuddered. He stood up suddenly and walked towards the door, as if he was about to go out.
Li Daqiang's son asked in surprise: "Dad, where are you going?"
Li Daqiang said with a pale face: "I'll go call my old unit."
Li Daqiang's son said nonchalantly, "Oh, what's the urgent call? If you go and make the call, I'll eat the meat and won't let you stay."
Li Daqiang is now very scared, afraid of Bei Bitang's revenge, so he doesn't care about the meat at all.
Standing in the phone booth, Li Daqiang wanted to call Zeng Linlin first and ask her for advice. What should he do?
Bei Bitang returns to seek revenge.
It was because of her suggestion that he took action against Bei Bitang. He never expected that Bei Bitang would achieve what she has today and be treated as a guest of honor by the officials.
But when he thought about what Bei Bitang had said, Li Daqiang realized that if his matter could make Bei Bitang calm down, Bei Bitang did not want to deal with him personally.
Li Daqiang didn't dare to call Zeng Linlin anymore. He wanted to publish a statement in the newspaper, saying that he and Zeng Linlin were irreconcilable and sworn enemies.
Li Daqiang was really going to call his old workplace. He told the people at the market that as a retired employee, he wanted to contribute by volunteering to clean public toilets.
The next evening, under the afterglow of the setting sun and amidst the city buildings, people flowed towards various residential areas like ants returning to their nests.
As soon as Li Daqiang entered the door, he pinched his nose and wished he could walk out of the house again.
He frowned and yelled, "What's that smell? Is the toilet leaking?"
Li Daqiang stripped off his upper body and stood there wiping his sweat. Upon hearing this, his face turned grim as he said, "How could it possibly smell like that? I raised you! I fed you and clothed you! And you still despise your father!"
Li Daqiang's son walked a few steps closer, looked Li Daqiang up and down, and asked in confusion: "Dad, this smell comes from you. Did you fall into the toilet?"
Li Daqiang smelled the odor on his body and felt very uncomfortable. He didn't say anything and went to the bathroom to get another basin of water to wipe himself.
Li Daqiang's son was a little anxious. He stamped his feet and said, "Dad, say something!"
Li Daqiang said in a very light tone: "I went to clean the toilet at my old workplace."
Li Daqiang's son angrily said, "Whose idiot came up with this? Sending retired comrades back to clean toilets! Dad, wait, I'm going to find the other family members and go to the vegetable market to argue!"
Seeing his son eager to try, Li Daqiang quickly said, "It's not about the vegetable market. I was just bored and had nothing to do, so I went there to do it by myself."
Hearing this, Li Daqiang's son looked at him as if he were a fool and asked hesitantly, "Dad, you don't have a fever, do you?"
Before he graduated and started working, his father taught him how to avoid trouble, and now his father is looking for trouble?
Li Daqiang said righteously, "I just want to do more for the people, isn't that okay?"
Li Daqiang's son said dejectedly, "So you're going to go tomorrow!"
Li Daqiang's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Not only will I go tomorrow, I will go for a whole year. Even if it's windy and rainy, or even if it rains knives from the sky, I will go!"
Li Daqiang's son suddenly let out a wail.
While eating dinner, Li Daqiang suddenly said with a sense of experience, "Son, don't offend anyone at work. Even if they haven't gotten angry yet, they might get angry one day. Big shots are petty and like to hold grudges."
Li Daqiang's son smiled and said honestly, "Each of them either comes from a better family or attends a better school than me. How could I dare to do that?"
When Li Daqiang heard this, he was filled with resentment towards his son. He repeated his old tune, "It's all because of your own failure to live up to expectations. You only managed to get into a junior college and had to repeat three years!"
Li Daqiang's son's eyes rolled around, he turned his head away, curled his lips, and snorted in his heart, "Just wait and see! I'll make you proud this time!"
Li Daqiang's son has already made up his mind: once he gets his salary this month, he's going to quit his job and go into business! He's going to Hainan to make some money. He's heard it's a holy place where you can find gold just walking down the street.
As for where the capital would come from? He knew where Li Daqiang's retirement fund was kept. He would use it first. When he returned from Hainan with a large sum of money, would Li Daqiang still be angry with him?
Maybe I won’t even want my pension anymore, I’ll just put it in his hands and continue making money.
The leaves on the trees turned from green to yellow, and the dead branches and leaves were swept into the garbage truck. In the morning, there was a thin layer of frost on the roadside flower beds, and pedestrians hurried by, exhaling puffs of white air.
Bei Bitang and Xie Weiran's relationship was going smoothly, and they would date three or four times a month.
In the second month of their relationship, Bei Bitang brought her daughter to meet Xie Weiran.
Xie Weiran is playful, handsome, generous, and gets along well with Anna. For Bei Bitang, both of them want to have a good relationship with each other.
Anna had no objection to Bei Bitang's relationship and the introduction of a new uncle into their lives. She thought that having someone who loved and spoiled her was a good thing, and it made her happy.
When the first snow of winter fell in the city and the New Year's bell rang, Xie Weiran asked Bei Bitang to take him to meet her family, looking very impatient.
Bei Bitang thought about it and realized that their relationship had been going on for almost half a year and was very stable with never any conflicts. Xie Weiran always went along with her in everything, so it was time to give him an explanation.
It wasn't just Xie Weiran who was urging them to get married. Miao Xiuxiu and the others also knew about Bei Bitang's relationship and were urging them to bring Xie Weiran to see her and get it settled quickly.
So Bei Bitang went to Lin Bilan's new home alone and told her that she was going to bring Xie Weiran to her home.
Miao Xiuxiu has been single for many years and can support Lin Bilan's divorce. She also knows that Bei Bitang is outstanding, but when it comes to Bei Bitang's love life, she puts on an expression that Bei Bitang would be overjoyed if she had a man.
Bei Bitang was extremely disgusted. She drank a glass of water, showed some concern for Miao Xiuxiu's health, and then left in a hurry.
After meeting Miao Xiuxiu and the others, everything seemed to be fast-forwarded. Bei Bitang knew that she would meet Xie Weiran's parents next.
Sure enough, within two days, Xie Weiran said that his parents were ready and asked Bei Bitang if she would like to go home with him for a meal.
Of course Bei Bitang agreed, and went to the mall to buy a set of Estee Lauder skincare products and a box of Xinyang Maojian tea as a gift for Xie Weiran's parents.
This time, Bei Bitang hesitated again and again and decided not to bring her daughter along. Was it a friendly gesture? Or was there a hidden meaning behind the words? Bei Bitang couldn't guarantee it.
That day, Xie Weiran came to the export apartment early to pick up Bei Bitang.
Bei Bitang wore a high ponytail, pink and white sneakers, gray cashmere casual pants, and a sporty mist blue short down jacket on her upper body.
Quiet yet lively.
Xie Weiran knew that Bei Bitang rarely dressed like this. Her dressing style was always business-like, elegant, and intellectual. This youthful college girl outfit was obviously designed with him in mind, and he was extremely happy.
Along the way, Xie Weiran's smile never stopped and he kept talking excitedly.
He was happy, and how much his parents valued Bei Bitang. They had prepared the family dinner menu two days in advance and cleaned the house. He said he had been looking forward to this day for a long time...
In response, Bei Bitang could only smile.
After learning from Feng Guangmei that his son's girlfriend might be in a special situation, Huang Ziyu went home and twisted his son's ear to interrogate him.
Xie Weiran had no choice but to say that Bei Bitang was older than him and had a five-year-old daughter, whose biological father was unaware of her existence.
If Huang Ziyu had a heart disease, he would have had a seizure.
Seeing his mother like this, Xie Weiran quickly added about Bei Bitang's various excellences.
As he listened, Huang Ziyu's expression gradually relaxed.
He graduated from Jiaotong University in 1979, went on to study in Germany, worked as a senior executive in a large foreign company, and obtained an ID card from a developed country.
Each of these personal qualities was so brilliant and valuable that his own son certainly couldn't match them. Even though Bei Bitang was older and had a daughter, she was more than enough to match his own son.
Huang Ziyu was speechless. She thought of the ups and downs that Qian Zizai and Kong Baoer had experienced over the years, and she dared not be dissatisfied.
It was obvious that her son was deeply in love. If she objected, she might end up like Qian Zizai and his wife, wasting several years. Her son was almost thirty years old and she couldn't afford to delay any further.
Huang Ziyu does not object to his son's relationship with Bei Bitang, and he would show concern for his son's love life from time to time.
For example, you should be generous to your partner. Why don't you go out on a date today? What holiday is coming up? You should prepare gifts and flowers...
No wonder Xie Weiran had no worries about this meeting.
Xie Weiran deliberately parked the car at the door instead of downstairs of his house.
As soon as the two entered the gate, they were noticed by people sunbathing in the yard. Even the guard at the sentry box deliberately shouted, "Xiao Xie, is this your girlfriend?!"
Xie Weiran nodded proudly and said, "She's my girlfriend."
The security guard gave a thumbs-up and said, "You look very energetic!"
Bei Bitang smiled slightly. The other people in the yard clearly heard this conversation, but they still asked again with a smile.
After Xie Weiran answered patiently, he briefly introduced them to Bei Bitang.
Looking at Bei Bitang's stylish and beautiful dress, quiet temperament, and pretty face, everyone smiled and said that Xie Weiran had very good taste and had found such a good partner.
He turned around again and asked Bei Bitang with a smile if she had a younger sister, or a cousin.
Bei Bitang's mouth twitched slightly, she shook her head gently and said softly, "No."
Xie Weiran's neighbors looked extremely regretful.
Xie Weiran was carrying luggage and gifts, standing next to Bei Bitang, smiling so hard that his eyes and teeth were visible.
Huang Ziyu was leaning on the window downstairs and looking down, feeling happy but also worried. It was obvious that his son was more deeply involved in this relationship than Bei Bitang, and anyone could see it.
Bei Bitang, who was surrounded by people, gave Xie Weiran a look, telling him not to forget the important business of today.
Xie Weiran understood what he meant, and quickly rescued his girlfriend, said goodbye to the neighbors, and took Bei Bitang to his home.
As soon as he reached the last flight of stairs, Xie Weiran started yelling, "Mom! Dad! I'm back!"
Hearing his son's cry, Huang Ziyu quickly glanced at the living room and found that the fruit plate on the coffee table was a little crooked. He quickly straightened it and then hurried to open the door.
“Here it comes, here it comes!”
Bei Bitang looked at the middle-aged woman in the room who was smiling kindly. She was wearing a beige tweed suit, a few perfectly-matched gold jewellery, and her shiny hair was tied up.
When they met, Bei Bitang was thinking that Xie Weiran looked like his mother, while Anna looked like her. It turned out that her daughter was a caring little girl.
"Hello, Auntie." Bei Bitang smiled gently and greeted her.
Huang Ziyu handed Bei Bitang the new shoes on the shoe rack and said, "Welcome to our home. Come in! It's cold outside, right? Auntie will get you a hot water bottle to warm your hands."
Seeing the gift in his son's hand, Huang Ziyu deliberately frowned and said politely: "You brought gifts? We are all family, you are not allowed to bring them next time."
Xie Weiran changed his slippers, looked at the empty living room, and asked doubtfully, "Where's my dad?"
Huang Ziyu smiled apologetically at Bei Bitang and said, "I'm sorry, Wei Ran's dad was originally sitting at home waiting for you, but he got a call from the factory saying there was a minor problem during the year-end maintenance and asked him to come over and take a look. He asked me to tell you that he's sorry."
Bei Bitang shook her head and said indifferently: "It's okay, Auntie, it will be the same when we meet next time."
When Huang Ziyu and Bei Bitang met face to face, his affection for Bei Bitang increased sharply.
From the outside, you can't tell that Bei Bitang is older than her son. Bei Bitang speaks softly and doesn't seem like a strong person. Her facial features are what middle-aged women like her like most in a daughter-in-law.
To be honest, if she were asked to find someone for her son, she really couldn't find someone as good as Bei Bitang.
When Bei Bitang sat down on the sofa, Huang Ziyu's grudge against Bei Bitang was completely gone.
Huang Ziyu was busy taking care of Bei Bitang and directing his son as well.
Bei Bitang thanked Huang Ziyu for the cake, raised the orange in her hand, and said softly, "Auntie, I haven't finished my oranges yet."
Seeing this, Xie Weiran snatched the cupcake from Huang Ziyu's hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "Mom, let me eat it. Bitang needs to save her stomach for dinner later. I have a big appetite, I'll eat it."
Huang Ziyu glared at him angrily, and Xie Weiran chuckled.
Bei Bitang found it interesting and smiled, feeling that there was a very family atmosphere.
Huang Ziyu had prepared all the main dishes, leaving only two freshly fried vegetarian dishes. The three of them chatted for a while.
Huang Ziyu half stood up and said, "Weiran, you call Bitang and take her to your room. I'll go to the kitchen to stir-fry some vegetables and we'll be ready to eat soon."
Bei Bitang said politely, "Auntie, let me come too."
Huang Ziyu quickly waved her hand and said, "No, a girl's hands can't do rough work, and the kitchen smoke is too big and it hurts my face. I like to cook for myself, otherwise I won't cook. I can go to a restaurant, eat in the company cafeteria, or hire a nanny."
Bei Bitang smiled. She could tell that Huang Ziyu was speaking from the heart, and the uneasiness and fear of getting married in her heart disappeared instantly.
Xie Weiran took Bei Bitang's hand and walked into his room.
Xie Weiran always dresses well in front of Bei Bitang and pays great attention to personal hygiene.
Looking at the neatly arranged bookshelves, the desk without any graffiti, the blue single bed, and the clean white pillowcases, Bei Bitang felt more confident about their future life together.
She shook Xie Weiran's hand and said gently, "Let's go out and serve the food together."
Xie Weiran said jokingly, "You love to work so much, but I don't want you to work. My mom is right. After we get married, I will immediately hire an aunt and you won't have to do anything."
Bei Bitang looked at Xie Weiran with a smile, without saying anything.
Xie Weiran had no choice but to take her out.
Huang Ziyu was stir-frying vegetables in the kitchen, Xie Weiran was heating up the main dishes in the microwave, Bei Bitang was setting the table, scooping lotus root and pork ribs soup, and serving rice.
After a while, the three of them sat down at the dinner table.
Huang Ziyu picked up a chicken drumstick with his chopsticks and placed it in Bei Bitang's bowl. He said enthusiastically, "Come on, eat more. Let's have a chicken drumstick first. Wei Ran said you like fish, so I made two fish dishes. I'll let Wei Ran pick out the bones later."
Bei Bitang said with a smile: "Auntie, I can do it myself."
After hesitating for a moment, Bei Bitang put another chicken drumstick into Huang Ziyu's bowl and said shyly, "Auntie, you eat too."
Huang Ziyu burst into laughter. Xie Weiran slammed the table and said in a feigned anger, "Okay, you two can be affectionate, but I won't get to eat any chicken legs."
Huang Ziyu glared at him and said, "Pick up some fish for Bitang. Stop talking. This is what my future daughter-in-law picked up for me. There's no place for you."
Xie Weiran kept picking up food for Bei Bitang, and Huang Ziyu occasionally picked up food for her, too, without her having to use her chopsticks. Bei Bitang looked at the bowl that was about to burst and quickly said, "That's enough, Weiran, Auntie, you don't have to pick up food for me."
Huang Ziyu handed her a piece of steamed pork with rice flour, shook his head and said, "It's okay, pick what you like to eat, and let Wei Ran finish the leftovers for you."
Xie Weiran patted his chest and continued, "Leave it to me."
Huang Ziyu knew very well that his son was passionate and wanted to stay with Bei Bitang 24 hours a day. Every time Bei Bitang refused his son, it was because she was busy with work or wanted to be alone with her daughter.
Even though Bei Bitang didn't bring her daughter this time, she couldn't not mention the child at all. The mother was so beautiful, and the little girl must be as cute as jade.
So, Huang Ziyu said with a bit of intimacy: "Bitang, why don't you bring Anna along? I've made sweet and sour dishes that children will love, and I've also prepared toys for her."
Bei Bitang smiled and said, "It snowed last night. I was worried that she would catch a cold if she went out."
Huang Ziyu didn't ask further questions, and gently put it down and said, "Yes, you have to be careful with children in winter. When you and Wei Ran have a child, don't worry, just leave it to me. I'm not too old, so I can help you take care of the child, and you can go back to work peacefully."
Bei Bitang paused her chopsticks, lowered her eyes, and pretended to be shy.
Xie Weiran was immediately terrified and shouted, "Mom, why are you saying this?"
Huang Ziyu just thought the two of them were embarrassed and said with a smile: "No more talking, let's eat."
Xie Weiran breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and quickly picked up some of Bei Bitang's favorite vegetables and put them into her bowl, then gave her a flattering smile.
Bei Bitang smiled slightly and picked up some vegetables to eat.
The big stone in Xie Weiran's heart was instantly put down, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
Next, Bei Bitang and Huang Ziyu were also polite and spoke like close elders and juniors.
After dinner, while eating fruits and watching TV, Huang Ziyu praised Bei Bitang's gift again.
As the sky darkened, Bei Bitang said goodbye to Huang Ziyu. Huang Ziyu hurried into the room, took out a bag of a well-known children's toy brand and two red envelopes, and stuffed them into Bei Bitang's hands.
Unable to refuse, Bei Bitang accepted it temporarily.
Huang Ziyu sent the person to the door and waited until the car disappeared before going home.
After she could no longer see Huang Ziyu in the rearview mirror, the smile on Bei Bitang's face fell.
Xie Weiran didn't dare to speak. He just wanted to pretend that the matter didn't exist and let it pass silently.
But Bei Bitang didn't give him the chance. As the car drove onto a quiet road, Bei Bitang said in a deep voice, "Stop."
The Crown car stopped on the side of the street.
Xie Weiran said hoarsely, "Bitang, I'm sorry, I forgot and didn't mention it to Mom."
On their second date, Bei Bitang told Xie Weiran that she would not give birth to a second child, nor would she let Anna change her surname.
Xie Weiran accepted both of these conditions happily.
Bei Bitang never expected that Xie Weiran had never mentioned such a big thing to his parents.
At the dinner table, she kept silent and looked calm, not wanting Xie Weiran's mother to notice, just because she didn't want to waste the meal that Huang Ziyu had worked so hard to prepare.
After all, he was so nice to her. It was the best he could do for her on their first meeting.
Just because she didn't lose her temper on the spot didn't mean she could tolerate Xie Weiran's mistake.
Bei Bitang sighed, turned around, looked directly into Xie Weiran's eyes, and asked softly, "Have you really forgotten?"
Xie Weiran looked away, not daring to meet Bei Bitang's cold gaze. He felt guilty.
Yes, he hadn't forgotten, he just chose not to mention it because he knew his parents wouldn't accept it. In their view, marriage was all about having children.
Even if Bei Bitang had a child and could call them grandpa and grandma in the future, they would not be her biological grandchildren.
Neither he nor Bei Bitang works in state-owned enterprises, so they can have as many children as they want. They will not force Bei Bitang to have more, one is enough.
But if Bei Bitang doesn't want to have a second child, that's definitely not possible.
Bei Bitang won't give in, and neither will her parents. He can only pretend the problem doesn't exist.
He wanted to delay it until after marriage. The matter was already done, and sooner or later one of his parents or Bei Bitang would compromise.
Even if the parents are dissatisfied with Bei Bitang because of the child's problems, they are unwilling to let him divorce. Bei Bitang does not want his daughter to be hurt by the family. Feeling the warmth of the family, he may also want to give his daughter a brother or sister to accompany her.
Who knew that man proposes, fate disposes. As soon as they met, Bei Bitang made her mother like her so much that she directly talked about the topic of children, which caught Xie Weiran off guard.
To be honest, he thought about it many times at night. He felt very sad that Bei Bitang didn't want to have a child with him.
Is it because in Bei Bitang's heart, he is not as good as Anna's biological father, so she doesn't want to have a child with him?
But he really liked Bei Bitang so much that he didn't dare to show even a trace of dissatisfaction or regret.
Bei Bitang placed the red envelope given by Huang Ziyu on Xie Weiran's knees and said decisively and firmly: "Weiran, let's break up."
Xie Weiran quickly tried to grab Bei Bitang's hand, but Bei Bitang dodged.
Xie Weiran panicked and said, "This is all my fault. I'll go back and tell Mom!"
Bei Bitang said coldly, "It's useless, Wei Ran. You admit your mistakes and correct them today, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Life is long, and a bad marriage is even longer. Sooner or later, you'll get tired of it, and I can't stand it anymore. Why don't we just part ways amicably?"
Xie Weiran shouted, "Bitang, don't! I know I was wrong. I will listen to you in everything from now on. I will come forward and communicate with my parents in advance."
It turns out that Xie Weiran also knows the crux of the problem, Bei Bitang thought coldly in her heart.
Bei Bitang said unmoved, "Forget it, Wei Ran. I don't want your parents to hate me, and I don't want your relationship with them to become strained."
Looking at Bei Bitang's calm face, Xie Weiran was suddenly speechless. He didn't even have the courage to hold Bei Bitang's hand. He didn't want Bei Bitang to hate him.
The two of them sat on the bare road. The car was as warm as spring, but a cool atmosphere surrounded them.
The flurries of snow fell from the sky without warning and covered the roof of the car.
Bei Bitang said, "Let's drive, otherwise it will be difficult to get there."
The car started slowly and then drove at the maximum speed allowed. Bei Bitang watched Xie Weiran go crazy quietly without saying a word.
Bei Bitang's heart tightened when she heard the sobbing and faint crying coming from the driver's seat, but she was not soft-hearted enough to change her mind.
When they arrived at the entrance of the export apartment, the car stopped. Bei Bitang didn't dare to look at Xie Weiran and directly opened the car door. Before closing it, Bei Bitang closed her eyes and said softly, "Weiran, don't blame your mother and don't lose your temper with her. You know whose fault this is."
After saying that, Bei Bitang walked into the export apartment without any reluctance. Only the doorman could see that her eyes were slightly red.
When she returned home, Bei Bitang had adjusted her mood and her eyes had returned to normal.
She first played Lego with her daughter for an hour, told her a short story, and then touched her soft hair and said gently: "Anna, Mom and Uncle broke up."
Anna hugged Bei Bitang's neck tightly and whispered, "Anna will always be with Mommy."
Bei Bitang kissed her daughter's cheek and said with a smile, "Mom will always be with Anna."
After sending Bei Bitang home, Xie Weiran did not drive back to his parents' home. He went directly to the house outside, fell asleep, and did not answer the phone.
It was not until late at night when his parents and good friends came to his door that he opened the door with swollen eyes.
Only then did Huang Ziyu know that his son and Bei Bitang had broken up.
She quickly asked, why? Wasn't the meeting very pleasant? Could it be that her red envelope was not big enough, and Bei Bitang thought that he didn't value her and her daughter.
But six hundred and nine hundred yuan are not small amounts, and Bei Bitang doesn't seem to be a money-loving person.
Seeing his parents' anxious faces, Xie Weiran stammered and told them the real reason for the breakup.
After hearing this, Huang Ziyu sighed and said, it’s better to break up, you and her are not suitable.
As soon as Feng Guangmei heard the news of their breakup, she quickly called to check on Bei Bitang, and Bei Bitang told her about the conflict between the two.
Feng Guangmei frowned tightly. Xie Weiran was too immature in handling this matter. She felt that the two of them were not suitable. If they got married, Bei Bitang would definitely suffer. It would be better for them to break up.
Feng Guangmei asked again, if Xie Weiran was dying, how could he convince his parents.
Bei Bitang shook her head and said calmly that even if that happened, she would not get back together with Xie Weiran because that would be a thorn in her side.
Work, daughter, shopping with Feng Guangmei and Kong Baoer, driving around in a sports car, Bei Bitang's time is so tightly compressed that she has no time to be sad.
When Miao Xiuxiu and the others asked her about it, she said bluntly that they had broken up.
Miao Xiuxiu blamed Bei Bitang for having so many bad habits. What’s the big deal about having another child? Can’t she afford to raise the child?
Bei Bitang simply ignored her and didn't go over for dinner on weekends.
On Xie Weiran's side, everything seemed normal. He ate his meals well and spoke to his parents in a friendly manner.
His work was normal, but he drank like a madman while negotiating the contract and sent himself to the hospital for emergency treatment.
Huang Ziyu panicked and burst into tears, choking with sobs as he said, "Son, if you don't want the child, then don't have it. Your father and I treat that child as our own and love him dearly."
Xie Weiran's eyes were red, and he said weakly, "Mom, there's no possibility for me and Bitang. Don't be sad. Let me suffer for a while, I will be fine soon."
After this heartbreak, Xie Weiran has become much more mature mentally.
Huang Ziyu held his son's hand, tears streaming down his face.
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