Zhang Qiao was overjoyed and immediately called Song Xingjin.
After hanging up the phone, Song Xingjin told Special Assistant Yan, "Cancel tonight's dinner."
Special Assistant Yan observed Song Xingjin's expression and saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, so he agreed, "Okay, then, Mr. Song, do you want to postpone the meeting later?"
I almost forgot I had a meeting to attend. "Put it on tomorrow morning."
After saying that, Song Xingjin picked up his suit jacket and left the office.
The two met at the entrance of Jingli Community. Seeing Song Xingjin carrying tea and expensive red wine, Zhang Qiao frowned and said, "Didn't I say that we just need to buy something simple?"
"Your red wine is too expensive. My mother will feel pressured."
Song Xingjin said, "There's no Chinese on it, and Auntie doesn't know what brand it is."
Zhang Qiao smiled and said, "They are just old, not inexperienced in using mobile phones. You can find out by just looking it up online."
Since he had already bought it, Zhang Qiao just followed his lead.
Her parents cooked together tonight and the table was filled with dishes.
Zhang Qiao whispered, "I've never been treated so well in my life."
Although he could remain calm in the face of any important occasion, Song Xingjin was nervous tonight.
He lowered his head to adjust his tie, then followed Zhang Qiao in with a gift in his hand.
Seeing Zhang's father and Fan Peihua, Song Xingjin said humbly and politely, "Hello, uncle and aunt, I'm Song Xingjin, Qiaoqiao's boyfriend."
Seeing that his attitude was acceptable, Zhang's father hummed indifferently, "We're ready to eat, please sit down."
Fan Peihua smiled at Song Xingjin and said, "We met at Ningning's wedding. Don't mind it. That's just her father's personality."
Song Xingjin nodded, "Auntie, I can understand."
At the dinner table, her parents would occasionally ask some questions, and Song Xingjin answered them patiently.
When asked about his parents, Zhang Qiao was too late to stop him.
Song Xingjin touched her hand gently and didn't mind.
He said, "Uncle and aunt, my parents divorced when I was about ten years old, and my brother and I have had no contact with them over the years."
Zhang Qiao's parents were very tactful and didn't ask any more questions.
While the two were washing dishes in the kitchen, Fan Peihua sighed, "It's not easy for this child either. No wonder he doesn't want to get married."
"If they don't want to get married, then don't get married. As long as he and Qiaoqiao live a good life, even if they lack a marriage certificate, it's actually no different from being married."
Zhang's father said, "Find an excuse to call Qiaoqiao away later, and I'll talk to him."
Fan Peihua reminded him, "You better be careful with your words and don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
Zhang's father was dissatisfied, "Am I such a tactless person?"
Thinking of his daughter's previous accusations, Fan Peihua stabbed him again, "You are. Whenever you encounter problems with your mother, you lose your sense of propriety. If you hadn't always protected your mother and let me suffer injustice, Qiaoqiao wouldn't have been left with such a big shadow."
"This happened so many years ago. When have I not stood by you all these years? It was my fault before, and that was the only thing I did wrong."
This is indeed the case, otherwise she would not be able to live with him.
Fan Peihua went to the living room and looked at Zhang Qiao, "Qiaoqiao, Mommy can't find something. Come with me to the room to look for it."
Zhang Qiao stood up, walked to her father, and whispered, "Dad, don't make things difficult for him, or I'll send your fishing rod to Aunt Sun's house."
Father Zhang: "..."
I didn't want to be embarrassed, but now I am embarrassed.
In the room, Fan Peihua took out two bank cards from the closet.
She handed the bank card to Zhang Qiao, "Qiaoqiao, this is the dowry your father and I have been saving for you since you were born. We have been depositing money into this card every month over the years without interruption."
"I checked this afternoon and there's a million in there."
Fan Peihua handed her another card and said, "The two million you transferred to me some time ago is on this card."
Zhang Qiao didn't take it. "Mom, I'm able to make money now. You can keep this money for your retirement."
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