Chapter 62 This is Mom’s Gift
Meng Yanchen picked up a piece of sashimi for her and asked, "Why did you suddenly think of learning this?"
Fan Shengmei repeated word for word what Fu Wenying said on the court.
"That auntie said that before I was qualified to swing with clients, I had to at least learn how to play. Opportunities always come to those who are prepared."
She picked up her chopsticks and gestured, "I think what she said makes sense. It's good to learn a few more self-defense skills. It's much better than just drinking with those guys."
When Meng Yanchen heard this familiar argument, he knew it was all from the tone of their Madam Fu. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and he muttered softly,
“I actually met him…”
"Huh? What did you say?" Fan Shengmei looked at him in confusion.
"nothing,"
Meng Yanchen coughed lightly. "Don't you think that lady is preaching to you? Doesn't this kind of casual interference in other people's lives make people feel... suffocated?"
Fan Shengmei put down her chopsticks, frowning slightly.
"Meng Yanchen, how can you say that?"
Her tone was unusually serious. "It's a good thing that someone is willing to guide me. She tells me this because she cares about me. Besides, she's teaching me good things, not trying to teach me to commit murder, arson, or steal."
As she spoke, she waved her chopsticks, imitating the way she played golf on TV.
"Just think about it. If I could play with them today, just like this, with just a couple of swings like this, maybe they'd be blown away by my superb skills and completely awed by my admiration. Wouldn't that make it easy for me to get the contract? Why would I have to wait there like an idiot for so long?"
Meng Yanchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her first meeting with Ms. Fu was quite pleasant.
She...shouldn't find our family oppressive?!
He chuckled and quickly admitted his mistake.
"Yes, my girlfriend taught me that I was inconsiderate and narrow-minded."
"Besides,"
Fan Shengmei continued, "I have to cultivate common interests with you and adapt to your circle, right? I can't let you embarrass yourself in front of your friends and let them say, 'Look at Meng Yanchen, he found a country bumpkin girlfriend who knows nothing.'"
Meng Yanchen held her hand, his eyes gentle, "I agree with the first point, but I don't agree with the second."
He gently stroked the back of her hand. "I told you that you don't need to deliberately cater to anyone, and you don't need to change anything for me. Just stay true to yourself and be happy by my side."
Fan Shengmei looked at him seriously and nodded repeatedly, "I really want to learn, not to please anyone."
"Besides, if two people really want to be together, how can one of them change? Have you ever seen a gear with only one moving while the other is stuck?"
Meng Yanchen was defeated by her metaphor and couldn't help laughing.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome,"
Fan Shengmei stuffed a big mouthful of sashimi and said vaguely,
"Because you have to spend money and effort to teach me."
She winked slyly, "You'll be responsible for the equipment and membership fees. I didn't have the money before, but I couldn't bear it. Now I still don't have any money, but I have you. You pay for it, and I don't feel bad."
Meng Yanchen spread out his hands and motioned for her to stretch out her hand.
Fan Shengmei stretched out her hand in confusion, and the next second, the man's warm big hand gently covered it.
On her wrist, there was a sparkling diamond bracelet.
"Is this...Graff's diamond bracelet?"
Fan Shengmei widened her eyes. Although Meng Yanchen's gifts always touched her heart, the joy she felt every time she received a new gift was different.
This Graff diamond bracelet is something she has visited the counter many times but never dared to take a second look at.
Fan Shengmei suddenly looked up, her face full of surprise.
"Meng Yanchen, what's going on this time? You gave me a necklace on the day we confirmed our relationship, and earrings on the day we had dinner together. What about today?"
Meng Yanchen looked at her eyes filled with stars, and gradually understood the meaning of men earning money to buy these gifts, which seemed to have no practical value in their eyes.
It is just to engrave the happy smile of the beloved woman into my heart over and over again.
He answered her question silently in his heart.
Today is the day you first met my mother. Although she didn't know she was facing her future daughter-in-law, she must have loved you and will love you more and more. This is my gift to you on behalf of my mother.
But he said calmly, "A reward for your hard work."
"Meng Yanchen, how come you are so good at picking gifts?"
Although Meng Yanchen would definitely hear this compliment every time he received a gift.
But it was very useful to him, and he liked to see her admiring look on her face.
Fan Shengmei shook her wrist, and the diamond reflected a bright light under the light.
"Every piece is exactly what I like, not only the style, but also the earrings from last time, even the color!"
Meng Yanchen took a sip of tea slowly and said, "Because I can read minds."
His slender fingers tapped her brows, "So, don't try to act like that in front of me from now on."
"How could I possibly have any? Who would dare to play tricks in front of you?"
Meng Yanchen drank the flavor-enhancing soup slowly and calmly without even raising his eyelids.
"Really? What's going on with Fang Gan's project?"
Fan Shengmei paused with her chopsticks and the sushi almost fell on the table.
Her mind raced—how did he know?
"You should have forgotten,"
Meng Yanchen put down the soup bowl, took a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth.
"All documents will eventually come to me, especially for such large-scale decisions."
Fan Shengmei lowered her head and poked the sashimi on the plate, her voice becoming quieter and quieter.
"Yes...my colleague got in touch with Fang Gan before me..."
Meng Yanchen looked up at her, his eyes like X-rays that revealed everything she was thinking.
"Okay, I was wrong..." She admitted her mistake with a pout.
Meng Yanchen chuckled, "Your attitude is quite good."
He reached out and pinched the tip of her nose, "It means having the courage to admit one's mistakes and being determined not to change."
He held Fan Shengmei's hand and gently invited her,
"Since you're wrong, it's Xiao Yixiao's birthday next weekend, so come with me."
He casually added, "They're all childhood friends, let me introduce you to them."
Fan Shengmei understood that Meng Yanchen was trying to bring her into his circle step by step, and nodded happily.
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Xu Qin had just finished her night shift and was dragging her tired body back to her large apartment.
When she opened the door, the greasy smell of leftover instant noodles hit her in the face. She frowned and walked towards the kitchen, covering her nose.
In the sink, there was half a bowl of uneaten instant noodles. The soup had solidified and the noodles were swollen.
Xu Qin was immediately furious and took out his cell phone to call Song Yan.
The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up. Song Yan's sleepy voice came from the other end.
"Hello?"
"Why didn't you wash the dishes after eating noodles? You just threw them in the sink and left?" Xu Qin asked, suppressing his anger.
"There was an emergency in the team last night, and I was in a hurry to get back."
Song Yan's voice was still hoarse from sleep, "Leave it there. I'll wash it when I get back."
"Wait for you to come back?"
Xu Qin's voice suddenly rose. "Am I just going to stay in this stinking room for a whole day?"
"It's just a bowl, can't you just wash it?"
Song Yan's tone also became irritable. "I'm here for work, not to go out for fun. I haven't had a rest all night!"
"Song Yan!"
Xu Qin was shaking with anger, "This is my home! Not your temporary dormitory!"
"Xu Qin, stop being unreasonable."
Song Yan also got angry, "Didn't we agree to understand each other?"
"understand?"
Xu Qin sneered, "I understand you, but who understands me? For you, I broke up with my family and my brother, and this is how you treat me?!"
After saying that, she hung up the phone angrily.
She started washing dishes with trembling hands, tears falling into the detergent foam.
Suddenly, the words Fu Wenying once said to her rang in her ears.
"We worked so hard to raise you, pamper you, and love you, not to send you to someone else's house to wash dishes, do laundry, mop the floor, or be a babysitter."
Xu Qin's tears flowed more and more violently.
Just then, the phone rang again.
It was a message from Zhan Xiaorao, [We're going camping this weekend, Qinqin, are you coming?]
Xu Qin looked at the cheerful words on the screen, then looked at her own greasy hands, and suddenly felt extremely ironic.
She suddenly swept all the remaining dishes to the ground, and burst into tears amid the sound of shattering.
"Mom, I want to go home..."
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