Taking the elevator to the tenth floor, Li Ruan unlocked the door with her fingerprint. Ma Hongmei was quite surprised when she saw the living room, which was about forty square meters, and the spacious kitchen to the north of the living room. She then walked around the entire house and said, "Ruan Ruan, you really bought this house?"
"Well, would I lie to you? The property certificate has already been issued. Do you want me to go get it and show it to you?"
Ma Hongmei: "Then let's take a look." She wouldn't feel at ease if she didn't.
Isn't it said that housing prices in Longcheng are incredibly high? The houses there are like pigeon coops. How much would a house this big cost?
Li Ruan then took out the property certificate she had recently acquired and handed it to Ma Hongmei, saying, "Here, take a look."
Ma Hongmei took the red booklet, opened it, and glanced at it. It really was her daughter's name on it. "That can't be right. Even if you've been busy with work lately, you couldn't possibly have earned enough money for a big apartment. Tell your mother the truth, where did the money come from?"
When her mother asked, Li Ruan was not flustered at all. "I went into the stock market with a friend and ended up with this house. Don't worry, Mom. There are many ways to make money in Longcheng. I'll take you out to see some of them someday, and you'll see."
The stock market? It sounds unreliable. Making money is great, but what if you lose? Isn't that just gambling?
Money is a good thing, but she's afraid her daughter won't be able to handle it.
"You will..."
When Ma Hongmei was mentioned, her eyes reddened, and her voice was no longer as soft as it used to be; she sounded aggrieved inside and out.
Perhaps only her husband knew how she had survived those eight years.
"Ruanruan, don't let him listen to his mother. Dad understands. The entertainment industry is less stressful, and it's better to vent your anger on you than on others. But he shouldn't say anything more. What if his mother really beats him up? Whose side are you on?"
"He can enjoy this quickly. You can go out first. If you're sleepy, take a nap. We'll go out for lunch together."
Li Banqian stepped in to smooth things over: "Look at him, seeing the child is a really upsetting thing, he just keeps bringing up the most sensitive topics!"
There wasn't even a short break at noon, but I dared to take a short nap, afraid that while I was asleep, my classmates would secretly study and leave me far behind. My classmates were all too diligent.
Ma Hongmei turned her head to look at the man, ending her grudge, "You brat, when did you know to stick to me? Did you even say you wanted to see me again in your next life?"
What can be done if a pear becomes soft?
Li Ruan replied directly, "Mom, don't worry, the money has already been withdrawn from the stock market. After buying a car and a house, I put all the remaining money into the pharmaceutical factory, and we'll be able to get dividends at the end of the year."
Li Ruan: "Okay, okay, you see, if you behave badly."
"Don't flatter him. Flattery can be useful. You've made a big note of it all, based on his past performance."
Li Ruan: "Yes, your mom is really bad, she'll definitely beat you." To be honest, you've been beaten a few times since you were little, but your little brother, on the other hand, he's really been rewarded with a lot of bamboo shoots and pork by his mother.
The school I attended was the lowest-ranking and worst-managed middle school in our county. I could only go home twice a month, and each time I could only stay for a little less than a day. During the few minutes of class time when we were assembling for morning exercises, we would sit there with big booklets and memorize things. Eating was like fighting a battle; if we walked slowly, we would even have to buy food that suited our tastes.
The room was cramped and dark, with a carpet laid under the floor. Stepping on it felt like walking on clouds; it was so soft and comfortable that Li Xun almost threw off her slippers and rolled around on the carpet.
You're still such a jerk; even though she despises you so much, you still think about that girl.
"Hey, what about Li Banqian? Was he trying to reconcile you two, or was he just stirring things up?"
Honestly, if your heart had always been the problem, you would have been driven to death by your child long ago!
So when my sister said I could only play for two days, I outwardly agreed but inwardly I was completely compliant, and even felt that two days wasn't too little.
Ma Hongmei immediately rolled her eyes at her son. That girl, arrogant yet foolish and endearing, was only eight or seven years old when she could make her husband and me happy every day. She became even more sensible as she grew older, which is why you believe that your son has changed to someone else in the past eight years.
"Mom, you're usually pretty tough, aren't you? When you talked to me like that, you should have slapped me across the face. A few slaps would have shut you up. How dare you even speak like a human being?"
Of course, it would be even worse if there were a small stack of study materials under this desk.
Outside the living room, Xi Sang said hello and went out. Li Wanqing saw that the people inside had already left a bit. Li Ruan sat next to your mother and took your arm.
Li Ruan opened the refrigerator, washed some fruit and put it under the coffee table. "Da Xun, go see if he likes or dislikes his own room."
Li Xun got up and walked in the direction his sister pointed. There were eight rooms facing the sun in that apartment, and the rooms were all about the same size. Li Ruan gave the middle bedroom to her younger brother, and the desk and bookshelves were all ruined. She also bought several sets of my clothes.
Yeah, my sister even got you a computer; it's right under this beautiful desk in your room.
I also resented my son during those years, but the resentment passed quickly. After all, he was my child, how could I let him see me like that?
Xi Sang shook his head: "It's hard work, but it's what I should do."
Li Ruan stepped back in front of her younger brother, deliberately ignoring the momentary stiffness on his face. "How about it? Not yet? Let's see what he needs and I'll buy it for him."
Li Xun shook her head: "Everything is missing. Besides, we stayed for a short time that time. You only had one day off in total, and you had to delay your return to school by one day."
He even said you were too fat and embarrassed him, and told me to stay away from him so his fans wouldn't unfollow him if they found out he didn't have a mother like you.
The couple were both a little confused. Ma Hongmei looked Li Ruan up and down, and that strange feeling came back. It was as if the person who had shown her no respect and talked back to her with harsh words for the past eight years was not a fake, and the one behind her was her real son. Now that feeling was getting stronger.
All you can do is keep telling yourself: your child is going through a rebellious phase, don't take it too seriously, your temper will get worse once it's over... But every time you talk to your child, you feel even more heartbroken.
You think I'm rude and lack decorum? Well, I'm just a dish, why should I need to lack decorum?
Li Wanqing glared at her husband, "If you're going to beat him, then beat him. But you still need to consider the date."
Your naughty little girl is like she's suddenly gone mad; every time she calls, she has something mean to say.
Hearing this, Ma Hongmei finally felt relieved. You plopped down on the sofa and watched as Xi Sang put our luggage out of the room. Before leaving, Xi Sang took the initiative to talk to Li Wan, saying, "Everyone, please sit down and rest. You've worked hard."
None of those words were said by you. You love your awful mom and dad to death, but the blame still falls squarely on your head!
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