Chapter 155
The car slowly went up the mountain road, with bright red rhododendrons on both sides.
Chen Lanjun sat in the Rolls-Royce car with a leisurely attitude.
Since she was dating a rich young man like Shao Qinghe, she had already prepared herself mentally and even had some expectations.
There won't be any soap opera moments like the other parent waving a check and asking her to "stay away from my son."
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh.
Hearing this laughter, the people from the Shao family sitting in the front row couldn't help but feel surprised. They turned their heads to take a look. They had never seen a woman who was so calm and composed.
Chen Lanjun ignored him and just reminded him, "By the way, since it was your Mr. Shao who wanted to treat me to tea and delayed my return trip, please ask him to buy a few more train tickets. It would not be a good thing if he missed the return trip."
The person in the front row nodded and said, "Don't worry, Miss Chen, we have made arrangements."
Chen Lanjun looked at the scenery along the way until she arrived at the Shao family mansion.
Facing the sea and backed by a cliff, there is a large house with a combination of Chinese and Western architectural styles. The corridor is filled with the aroma of high-end white tea incense. This smell is very familiar. Chen Lanjun smelled it and thought, then recalled that Shao Qinghe's family also used such incense, and sometimes the sleeves of his suits would be stained with it.
She was led into a study room, which was filled with books, covering the entire room, including Chinese, English, traditional and simplified Chinese. Next to it was a vinyl record that was spinning, playing the melody of Bach's "Goldberg Variations".
Listened to the music quietly for a while.
"This is a hasty invitation, I hope Miss Chen will forgive me."
A very gentle voice. Chen Lanjun turned around and saw Shao Qinghe's father, Shao Qing, walking out of a heavy mahogany door in a well-tailored black suit. Although he was old, he was still tall and straight due to proper exercise, and could be described as a very elegant man.
This is not surprising. If he didn't look good, Miss Su wouldn't have been so fond of him.
Chen Lanjun raised her chin slightly and said, "It seems that I have no room to refuse?"
Shao Qing smiled: "Miss Chen, you should look at the Buddha's face instead of the monk's. It is because of my useless son that I have the honor to invite you here."
He pulled up the back of the chair in a gentlemanly manner and said, "Please sit down. The kitchen is already preparing the meal. Let's make some tea, chat, and then eat. It won't delay Miss Chen's return trip."
It was really time to drink tea. Shao Qing took out a set of extremely exquisite ice crackle tea sets, picked some tea from the teapot, and brewed it with boiling water.
Chen Lanjun watched him make tea and said, "Mr. Shao seems to like drinking tea?"
"In fact, I didn't like it at first," Shao Qing held the teapot and brewed tea professionally, "I didn't come from such a good family. When I was a child, I liked milk tea more. It was sweet and rare."
He paused for a moment and said, "Ah He's mother's family is more old-fashioned. They don't like coffee, but prefer tea. Later, I gradually became fond of it, and now it has become a habit."
The teacup was placed on the table in front of Chen Lanjun.
"Please, be careful of the heat." Shao Qing said.
Chen Lanjun looked at the clear tea soup and said, "I see. No wonder I could smell the fragrance of tea as soon as I entered the room."
Shao Qing said: "Miss Chen has good taste, that incense was Ah He's mother's favorite in the past."
Chen Lanjun raised her eyebrows slightly. No wonder Shao Qinghe also used the same incense.
She picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Mr. Shao went to so much trouble to invite me here. I guess you have something to say. Why not just say it?"
"It's presumptuous of me to say this," Shao Qing smiled, "I actually..."
He leaned forward, "I want to see what my son's sweetheart looks like."
Chen Lanjun spread her hands: "Now that you've seen it, do you have any opinions?"
Shao Qing shook his head: "Miss Chen, there is no need to be so hostile to me. I have no intention of interfering with you."
"Oh?" Chen Lanjun smiled, "Really?"
The two looked at each other for a moment.
Shao Qing said: "I was indeed a little dissatisfied at first. Miss Chen's family background did not meet my expectations for a daughter-in-law of the Shao family."
Chen Lanjun just smiled slightly, said nothing, and waited for him to make his move.
"It's just that Miss Chen's abilities really exceeded my expectations."
Shao Qing looked at the young but impressive girl in front of him, and said in a slightly nostalgic tone: "I admire you very much. Every step you take is very accurate. If I were in your position, I would probably only be able to do this."
He read the girl's resume carefully and could only sigh that "the new generation pushes the old generation forward". This young person is simply a business genius and has good luck, so every step she takes is smooth.
Shao Qing has been in the business world of Hong Kong for many years and believes in Feng Shui. He even asked a master to calculate Chen Lanjun's horoscope, and everyone said that this woman had a very good fortune.
The balance in his heart was therefore tilted.
Shao Qing said: "I will not hinder your relationship. I have asked someone to calculate your fortune, and it says that you have a good fortune, which is very good. In the future, if you really achieve your goal and get married, you will definitely bring prosperity to our Shao family."
Chen Lanjun curled her lips. She always felt that this person had some misunderstanding, or that he did not explain it clearly when asking. Even if she had good fortune, it was not for her husband to benefit.
Things like marrying into the Shao family and devoting oneself to the family and assisting Shao Qinghe wholeheartedly would never happen.
It's just that - she glanced at Shao Qing, who looked quite relaxed, and was too lazy to waste words with him. She could just explain it to Shao Qinghe privately later, and she believed he would agree.
Seeing Chen Lanjun didn't speak, Shao Qing thought she was a little shy, so he smiled and said, "Seeing you in Ah He, I feel relieved."
He held the teacup in his hand, thinking of his role as a father, and sighed softly: "For Ah He, I may not be a very qualified father, but I still hope that he will be well. Ever since his mother committed suicide, he has felt very confused about the world, until you stood beside him..."
Chen Lanjun caught the key words and slightly widened her eyes: "His mother committed suicide?"
"Why, didn't he tell you?" Shao Qing was a little surprised, and then he came to his senses, "I was too talkative."
This was not a glorious thing, and they had always said to the public that Miss Su died of illness. However, Shao Qing saw that his son was deeply in love with this girl, and thought that he would tell her everything, so he did not hide it.
Chen Lanjun sat up straight at once: "Shao Sheng, can you tell me about this?"
Her expression was the most solemn she had been since she entered this room.
Shao Qing pondered for a moment and nodded: "It's a family misfortune. Ah He's mother unfortunately suffered from depression. Although she tried for a long time, she still chose to leave."
Speaking of the past, Shao Qing frowned and was silent for a while before saying, "Ah He was there too at that time."
These words were like a small hammer, hitting Chen Lanjun's heart hard.
How old was Shao Qinghe that year? Five or six? Or seven?
How sad would it be for a young child to witness the death of his or her mother who suffers from depression?
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