Really?
The way Fan Yawen looked that day didn't seem like she was looking at her daughter-in-law at all; she clearly wanted to break her up with Huo Jingnan right there and then.
Jiang Mianmian wanted to laugh but didn't dare to be too loud, afraid of waking up Xiao Yuanyuan who was sleeping next to her.
“Sigh,” she sighed softly, “My aunt, how can I describe her? She’s like Junyu’s grandfather. On the surface, she seems arrogant, unapproachable, and self-centered, but she’s actually very soft-hearted! She does have a lot of flaws, but if you think about her upbringing, you can probably understand her.”
Pei Nian smiled slightly, pursing her lips.
I heard that Junyu's maternal grandfather was a pufferfish from Southeast Asia.
She simply couldn't imagine what Fan Ya-wen, also covered in thorns and puffed up with anger, would look like.
Then there's Fan Yawen's upbringing—she comes from a military family, all of them tough men. They finally had a daughter, so of course they spoiled her.
According to Huo Jingnan, she entered her husband's family home right after leaving school, and met Huo Zhishu, a refined scholar.
After marriage, her husband's family treated her with utmost pampering.
No wonder Huo Jingnan said his mother was the happiest woman in the world; she lived to be fifty and was pampered for fifty years.
It seems that some women are born to be pampered.
Living in such a pampered environment for so many years, how could one not have some problems?
To be honest, Pei Nian felt a little bit envious of her... If she could exchange lives with Fan Yawen, even for just one day, she would be content.
*
Fan Yawen asked Pei Nian to meet her at a coffee shop.
"You should have time in the afternoon. Come out for a coffee, I have something to talk to you about!"
Pei Nian wanted to laugh every time she heard these things, but she felt it was impolite, so she had to hold it in.
She arrived ten minutes earlier than the agreed time.
Sitting by the window, I casually glanced out and saw Fan Yawen's Porsche parked on the side of the road.
She got out of the car, tossing her car keys in a slightly exaggerated arc until they landed in her bodyguard's hand. Then she adjusted her hat and shawl, making sure everything was alright, before gracefully walking towards the coffee shop.
Pei Nian curled his lips.
Her colorful shawl always reminds people of the aunties and grandmas taking photos at tourist attractions, with their big curly hair, holding the shawl high in the air and letting it flutter in the wind, leaving a unique scene at the tourist spot.
"Cough cough!"
Just as she was thinking this, Fan Yawen stood in front of her.
Pei Nian quickly stood up and bowed slightly.
Fan Ya-wen looked her up and down, said "Quite punctual," and sat down opposite her with a smirk.
The store manager personally ground the coffee and brought it over.
“You should try the Blue Mountain coffee here, it tastes really authentic.” Fan Yawen took a sip, then looked at Pei Nian’s hot Americano and said with a half-smile, “Miss Pei doesn’t usually drink coffee, does she?”
“I…” Pei Nian said nervously, “I really didn’t drink much, and I didn’t have time to grind the ingredients.”
"It's a lifestyle, a kind of sentiment, but you probably can't understand the joy in it!"
"yes……"
“Miss Pei, I’m a pretty straightforward person,” Fan Yawen put down her cup, her smile slowly fading. “I’ll just say what I have to say! I don’t approve of you being with Jingnan!”
“Yes, I know,” Pei Nian replied calmly.
Fan Yawen was taken aback; this reaction was somewhat unexpected.
If this girl doesn't follow the script, how is she supposed to act the rest of the scene?
No... I can't let her realize I can't handle this role!
So she quickly adjusted her strategy, rewriting the script on the spot—"Heh, you know that's good." Fan Ya-wen returned the same calm smile, "However, I won't force you to break up. After all, my son is currently infatuated with you, and the more I try to separate you, the more resistant he will be. Heh, why should I make my son unhappy? It would only damage our mother-son relationship!"
“Yes.” Pei Nian said calmly, “You are right.”
Fan Ya-wen stared at her intently.
Every punch felt like hitting cotton; it was unpleasant.
but……
I have to admit that my son has a very discerning eye.
Fan Yawen took a deep breath, thinking of her next probing strategy, when suddenly a voice came from behind her.
"Mrs. Huo?"
"Oh my, it really is Mrs. Huo!"
"Mrs. Huo, you seem to be in such high spirits, coming out for afternoon tea today?"
Fan Ya-wen almost choked on the coffee in her throat.
Pei Nian was also stunned for a moment. She looked up and saw several bejeweled ladies walking towards her, surrounding Fan Yawen and calling her Mrs. Huo with ingratiating and flattering smiles.
"Mrs. Huo's shawl is so beautiful!"
"Mrs. Huo's skin is still so good, I just don't believe it! Compared to Mrs. Huo, I'm just an old hag!"
"Of course! What kind of skincare does Mrs. Huo use? What do you use? Hahaha..."
The group joked and laughed, but Fan Ya-wen's smile was clearly perfunctory.
She has a straightforward personality and is even a bit socially anxious. Her biggest fear in life is taking photos with wealthy wives, where they insist on making her stand in the center, and then she has to put on a fake smile.
She can tolerate anything, except a fake smile.
It would be better to just shoot her.
"Mrs. Huo!" Someone with sharp eyes glanced at Pei Nian and cleverly flattered, "Is this your daughter-in-law?"
"Huh?... Ah, ah..."
Fan Yawen stammered.
"Oh my, my daughter-in-law is so beautiful! It's only because we know Mrs. Huo doesn't have a daughter that we don't know her. If we didn't, we would think she was Mrs. Huo's own daughter!"
Like Fan Yawen, Pei Nian wore a stiff and helpless expression.
They weren't the type to be good at social maneuvering, and they didn't know how to handle the situation.
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