Chapter 93 Why should I cultivate feelings with him
I looked at my mother and said, "Mom, you've always set high standards for me since I was a child. I've learned so many useful and useless skills. Is it just so you can get into the marriage market early and find a man from a poor family to struggle with? I don't want to find another Liang Zicheng."
My mother looked at me seriously and said, "Mengmeng, you can't have the idea of getting something for nothing and just want to marry a rich man. Girls shouldn't be so materialistic.
Besides, you could accept Liang Zicheng before, so why can't you accept Deng Wenyan now?"
My mom almost made me laugh. "I can accept Liang Zicheng because we've been classmates for six years and we have a relationship. Deng Wenyan is someone I don't even know. Why should I accept him?"
"Then you can also cultivate feelings with him. It doesn't take six years. You can get married after two years of cultivating feelings." My mother said unwillingly.
"Then why should I develop a relationship with him? Why don't I find someone I like and develop a relationship with him?" I don't understand why my mother was so persistent in selling Deng Wenyan to me.
"Mengmeng, I'm your mother. I won't harm you. I'll invite him to dinner at home in a couple of days so you can get to know each other first. It's a deal." My mother made the final decision and we all stopped talking.
My mother has always been a bit domineering at home. She just called people over for dinner. My father didn't object, and I acted like it was none of my business.
However, it was not until the legendary Deng Wenyan came to my house that I began to doubt whether I was my mother's biological child.
For most of the time after that, I locked myself in the guest room at home and tried my best to avoid contact with Deng Sisi.
My father was still very busy. He only stayed at home for two days and then said he had to go on a business trip. My mother had gotten used to this. She had never cared about the operation of my father's factory over the years and had no idea about the factory's business situation.
But I don't believe he is really on a business trip.
"Dad, Chinese New Year is coming soon. Where are you going on your business trip?"
"Oh, I have to go to S City for something." The suitcase my father brought back last time had not been opened, and it was obvious that he was ready to go out at any time.
"Have you booked your plane tickets? The New Year is coming soon, so it must be hard to buy plane tickets and high-speed rail tickets, right?" I asked deliberately.
"Yeah, it's hard to buy tickets now, so Dad drives there himself." My dad answered without thinking much.
"Dad, can you take me with you? I want to go to S City to play with my classmates," I pulled his sleeve and said coquettishly, "I promise not to cause any trouble for you. You do your business and I'll go around on my own."
My dad froze, his expression a little unnatural: "Dad is going on a business trip, not a vacation, why are you coming with me?"
"I'm just taking a ride. When we get to City S, you can do your thing while I have my fun. Isn't that okay?"
My mom heard our conversation and frowned: "Mengmeng, you are so old, why are you still so naive? Why did you go with your dad on a business trip? Sisi is still at home. It's a rare holiday and you've only been back for a few days, but you're thinking about running away again. Why can't you stay at home?"
"Yes, Sister Mengmeng, you have been away for school for several months, and I missed you so much. You finally came home, but you wanted to go to S City again after just two days. Don't you like me living here?" Deng Sisi said with tears in her eyes again.
Damn, is she a major in acting? She's so good at pretending~
My dad quickly said, "Yes, your cousin lives in our house. It's a rare holiday for you to come back. How can you go out and play by yourself instead of accompanying your guests? Be good, Dad will bring you a gift when he comes back."
After saying that, my dad went out immediately, for fear that if he walked too slowly, I would pester him again.
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