After saying that, Ye Fanzhi was about to leave.
"Wait, wait, wait... I'm not looking for a student, I'm looking for the principal. Excuse me, do you know Ye Fanzhi?"
Ye Fanzhi stopped, glanced back, then turned around in her high heels, stood up gracefully, and began to scan the young man with her eyes like a scanner.
"Lin Can?"
"Yes, yes, I am. Are you?"
"I'm Ye Fanzhi."
Is this my mother-in-law?
Lin Can was stunned. He was in a hurry to find Ye Fanzhi and didn't pay attention to the appearance of the beautiful principal. Only now did he look at her seriously and said "Oh shit" several times in his heart.
Isn’t this the mature version of Chu Qingning?
She is so beautiful and has such a good figure.
"Lin Can, do you think it's appropriate for you to stare at your girlfriend's mother like this?"
Ye Fanzhi spoke with the aura of a 'mother-in-law'.
Lin Can shook his head: "Sister, stop it. You are so young, how could you have a 20-year-old daughter? I believe you if you say she is Qing Ning's sister, but I don't believe you if you say she is her mother. Did you come with Aunt Ye? Isn't Aunt Ye here yet?"
When meeting your mother-in-law, you need to be thick-skinned. Don't be afraid that praising her youth or calling her "sister" will be disrespectful. No, because you are praising her youth. Of course, the degree is very important. You can't do this all the time, otherwise it will be counterproductive. Just get it right.
"Do you need me to call Chu Qingning to confirm?" Ye Fanzhi held up her phone, showing Chu Qingning's number. "Now that you know I'm Chu Qingning's mother, are you still talking nonsense about her sister?"
“Ah, this!”
Lin Can exaggeratedly acted terrified, "You...are really Qing Ning's mother. You're too young. You don't look like a mother at all. You really look like a sister."
Ye Fanzhi was speechless. He was really forcing the conversation.
"Stop being so cute, now you know what to call me, right?"
Lin Can nodded excitedly: "Mom, I know."
Ye Fanzhi was already angry with Ma Long, and was caught off guard when Lin Can suddenly called her "Mom". She laughed out loud.
"Don't call me your mother, just call me auntie."
"Okay, Mom."
"I give up on you. Don't call me mom anymore."
"Okay, okay, I'll call you Aunt Ye from now on. I bought this bouquet of flowers for you. Welcome to Yunchuan, Aunt Ye."
Lin Can handed over the lilies with both hands.
"Aunt Ye, do you like it? If you don't like lilies, I can buy you carnations or give you roses."
"What roses? Is it appropriate to give roses to me? They are for my daughter."
"Aunt Ye, do you mean to approve of me and your daughter?"
Ye Fanzhi exclaimed, "Wow!" She didn't expect the trick to be here.
"Auntie Ye, you are so beautiful. I feel at ease when I see you."
"What's so reassuring?" Ye Fanzhi smelled the lilies.
"You are Chu Qingning 20 years from now. In these 20 years, Chu Qingning will be just like you. Time will not take away her beauty and figure. Instead, she will mature and become intelligent from being young. It will only increase the temperament and experience of each other, turning her into an even more beautiful and intelligent mature woman."
"Where did you see all this?"
"Youth Digest."
Ye Fanzhi laughed again and looked at the frank Lin Can with displeasure.
If you say these words yourself, women will feel greasy.
Just say you saw it in Youth Digest. Firstly, you are praising the other person, and secondly, it doesn't seem greasy. Instead, it is witty and humorous, which can liven up the atmosphere. No matter whether it is a girl, a young woman, or a mature woman, a man's humor is more important than anything else.
Whether it's your mother-in-law or your girlfriend, all you have to do is be sweet and humorous to coax her.
The most crucial point is that Chu Qingning revealed a key piece of information: "My mother is a very feminine person."
How to deal with a little woman? Just be sweet-talking, pampering and coaxing her.
Originally, Ye Fanzhi planned to criticize and educate Lin Can after meeting him, but she didn't expect that this little bastard was so sweet-mouthed. His mouth was really powerful and she couldn't stand it.
At this time, Ma Long and several classmates saw Ye Fanzhi holding flowers and chatting with a young man, so they quickened their pace and walked over.
A female classmate asked, "Fanzhi, who is this?"
Before Ye Fanzhi could speak, Lin Can took the initiative to introduce himself: "Hello, principals. My name is Lin Can, and I am Aunt Ye's future son-in-law."
"Ah? Qing Ning's boyfriend, wow wow wow~ He's a good-looking guy, are you from Yunchuan?"
"Auntie, I'm from Yunchuan. I was in school. When I heard that Auntie Ye was here, I rushed over immediately."
Ye Fanzhi looked at Lin Can's open and confident appearance, and he kept calling her "my Aunt Ye". This kid really knows how to do it.
"Xiao Lin, what year are you in?"
"Freshman."
"Freshman year, sister-brother relationship?"
Several classmates smiled on the surface, but they had no hope in their hearts. They thought that a relationship between an older woman and a younger man, or a long-distance relationship, would have no chance.
Besides, Ye Fanzhi's daughter is so beautiful, there must be many boys chasing her in Shanghai, including many rich second-generations. Although the one in front of him looks good, he probably has no chance.
A-choo~
At this time, Ye Fanzhi sneezed.
Ma Long hurried over to ask about her well-being: "Fanzhi, you are allergic to pollen, so don't worry about the flowers."
"I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me." Ye Fanzhi took a step back and glanced at Lin Can. As a mother-in-law, she had to set an example, for fear that her future son-in-law would find out something and complain to his father-in-law.
“???” Lin Can looked at this scene in confusion. As a love expert at the king level, Lin Can could tell at a glance that this male principal had a story with my mother-in-law?
Holy shit, what did I find?
Lin Can didn't dare to ask.
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