Chapter 430: Ambiguous Relationship
"Having dinner with a friend." After a moment of panic, Mr. Xie quickly regained his composure.
"Let me introduce you, this is my son, Xie Nancheng."
"This is my old classmate, Qiao Kelan."
After Mr. Xie responded, he introduced the two parties to each other in a generous manner.
Although Qiao Kelan is old, he still has a graceful demeanor.
In particular, since reuniting with Xie Huaiyu, her dressing style has changed.
I wore an emerald green silk cheongsam today, which looked much more stable.
She has long, straight black hair and a thin figure. From the back, she doesn't look like she's in her fifties at all.
"Ah, this is South City. It's so big now."
"He looks like you, but much more handsome than you."
Qiao Kelan was very enthusiastic, and of course, she also knew Xie Nancheng's identity.
Xie Nancheng looked at the woman in front of him for a moment, then simply said hello, "Hello."
"Call me Aunt Qiao."
Perhaps because he didn't call anyone, Mr. Xie felt a little embarrassed and emphasized it.
But Xie Nancheng's temper was even more stubborn than his father's, and his first impression was that he had no good impression of the person in front of him.
How could I possibly call her auntie?
But Xie Nancheng didn't show any coldness, he just said, "Dad, I also have a meeting with friends, I'll go upstairs and order food first."
"Enjoy your meal."
If this had happened in the past, Xie Nancheng would have definitely paid for it directly.
The boss has always been generous.
But at this moment, for some reason, Xie Nancheng felt very disgusted.
After he got out of the elevator, he took out his phone and called Xu Xin, "Please help me find out who my dad has been interacting with recently and what he has been doing. Please give me the details."
"Are you going to investigate the chairman?" Xu Xin was shocked.
You know, the boss is the chairman’s only son and the only heir.
The relationship between father and son has always been very good, and Dad Xie never makes things difficult for his son.
Xie Nancheng's original family is actually something that many rich second-generations envy.
Even his two best friends, Lu Zhiang and Feng Yao, once said that he and his father had a very good relationship.
"If you are told to go, then go."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
"Okay, Mr. Xie, I'll be there right away."
Downstairs, Qiao Kelan looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, Huaiyu, did I cause you any trouble?"
"I feel like your son has misunderstood something."
"No, he is a very wise man." Father Xie has a high opinion of his son.
"Will he tell your wife when he gets home?"
"It would be bad if your wife misunderstood and affected your family relationship."
"Not at all. Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm already such a grown-up, do I still need to be controlled by my wife and children? Besides, Nancheng doesn't live with us, and he won't mention these things to my wife."
"But..." Qiao Kelan hesitated to speak.
"We are just old classmates having dinner together, there is nothing else to do. Why hide it? Those who are innocent will be innocent. Don't worry."
"That's great." After hearing what Xie's father said, the woman said nothing more.
In fact, although Mr. Xie said that the innocent will be innocent, he actually knew it very well in his heart.
During this period of spending time together day and night, the feelings between the two had already grown strong.
It's just that the last line of defense was not broken through.
But it is definitely not innocent. If it was really an old classmate having dinner with him, he would not have felt guilty when he saw his son just now.
And it's a coincidence.
This hot pot restaurant has just opened and is located in a remote area.
He specifically checked and found out that his wife rarely came to this area.
Mrs. Xie and Zhou Han are almost always in several luxury shopping malls and high-end restaurants in the city center.
I didn't expect that my son would come here.
It seems that I have to be careful in the future and not come here again. It would be hard to say if I meet him again.
"Huaiyu."
"I actually have something I want to tell you."
"What's the matter?" Father Xie came to his senses and walked out with Qiao Kelan.
It was naturally impossible to continue eating here until my son also hosted a banquet for friends.
Qiao Kelan got into Xie Huaiyu's car, but this car was not his.
His license plate number was too obvious, but this car was actually owned by a friend's company.
Relatively speaking, it is much more low-key, a black Audi A6.
After getting into the car, Mr. Xie was considerate enough to fasten the seat belt for the person in the passenger seat, which was particularly thoughtful.
"What did you just say to me?"
"I want to tell you that I actually want to leave Xiangcheng."
Father Xie was stunned. "You haven't been back for long? Why are you leaving again? Is it your ex-husband who's harassing you?"
"That's not it."
"It's just that I feel business in the north is tough. I've been back for so long and still don't have a stable job. My income is not stable, and I have to support my daughter's education. The pressure is quite high."
"My daughter will continue her studies in Xiangcheng. I plan to go to Yuecheng to work with a relative in the south. I can make more money there. I heard that opening a breakfast shop would bring in a good income every year."
"Working in a breakfast shop is hard." Xie Huaiyu looked at Qiao Kelan with complicated eyes.
"Working is hard, but it's nothing. I can endure hardship. I'm not from a wealthy family. Besides, my parents used to run a breakfast shop, and I learned a little bit of the craft."
"No, I don't agree." Father Xie was firm and overbearing.
In fact, given their current relationship, he said that it was inappropriate.
Maybe he was a little anxious because he heard that Bai Yueguang was leaving.
"Huaiyu..."
"If you want to be more open-minded, I can support you."
"But I can't work at a breakfast shop. It's too hard work, and you're not young anymore. Your body can't handle it."
After hearing what Xie Huaiyu said, Qiao Kelan's eyes were burning, and the look of wanting to say something but not being able to was really endearing.
“You can open a flower shop.”
"Coffee shops or something."
“Clean and easy to maintain.”
"Or if you have any other ideas."
"I don't have any ideas. I don't have any money and I have never thought about doing business." Qiao Kelan lowered his head.
"I'll pay for it."
"No way, I don't want it." Qiao Kelan refused immediately and was very firm in his attitude.
"I'll lend it to you, and you can pay me back when you make money later, isn't that okay?"
"No, at my age, it's hard to say whether I can make money or not. I don't want to be in debt or owe anyone a favor."
"Then let's open it together, okay?"
"I provide the money, you provide the manpower."
"We'll split it 50-50." Xie Huaiyu actually had no intention of doing business in partnership, he just wanted to take care of Bai Yueguang. For him, investing a few million was like playing.
"Fifty-fifty is not okay, but eighty-two is okay."
"If you don't agree, then I definitely don't want it." Qiao Kelan finally gave in and adjusted the ratio.
"No problem, it's up to you. What kind of store do you want?"
"I have a friend here who does Suzhou embroidery. Her family inherited the tailoring skills. My cheongsam was custom-made by her. I want to cooperate with her and open a cheongsam shop."
"Okay, let's place the order. I'll give you three million first. You can find a shop in the next few days."
"No, Huaiyu, don't be like this... I don't want it."
Qiao Kelan waved her hand cautiously. Recently, Xie Huaiyu had been actively offering financial assistance, but was rejected by Qiao Kelan every time. This made Xie Huaiyu more certain that she was still the pure and unmaterialistic white moonlight in his memory.
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