Seeing that Qiu Qiu continued to warmly invite Yan Meng, Mingyuan's expression became increasingly displeased.
He put down the bowl in his hand, glanced at Yan Meng, and said coldly: "I am the one who trained the cats in the store. I know their temperaments and personalities very well. Their attitude towards customers varies according to the individual. They will not like someone as fickle as Mr. Yan."
Qiu Qiu disagreed: "What nonsense words! Isn't it just that he liked dogs before and now he likes cats? How can you call him fickle?"
Qiu Qiu obviously didn't hear the jealousy in Mingyuan's words, but Mingsi beside me couldn't help laughing.
Ming Si smiled at Qiu Qiu, interrupting her defense of Yan Meng and changing the subject to ask, "Qiu Qiu, what do your parents do? Are they from Beijing too?"
Qiu Qiu shook her head and replied politely, "I'm not from Beijing. My parents are in my hometown. They run a flower and tree business and are usually very busy. They rarely come to Beijing to see me."
Ming Si nodded in understanding and asked half-jokingly and half-seriously, "You've been working for a few years now, and you've been living alone in Beijing. Aren't your parents anxious for you to get married and start a family soon? It's better for a young girl to have someone to take care of her."
When it comes to urging me to get married, Qiu Qiu chuckles heartlessly: "My parents know they can't push me, so they simply stop. But every year when I go home for the New Year, there are always some nosy relatives who will urge me to get married, but I have ways to deal with it."
Seeing her smug expression, Mingsi couldn't help but feel curious, "How do you deal with this kind of thing?"
"Just like when I went home for Chinese New Year last year, there was an aunt at home who kept urging me to get married. She was so nagging!"
As Qiu Qiu spoke, he began to act out the drama, and he pinched his voice to imitate the aunt's earnest advice: "She said, 'Ah, if you don't get married like this, you won't even have a companion when you get old. If you get sick, there will be no one to take care of you. When you lie in bed, there won't even be anyone to give you a glass of water. What are you going to do in the future?'"
Qiu Qiu's imitation was very similar, which aroused everyone's curiosity.
Ming Si asked, "Then how did you answer her?"
Qiu Qiu took a sip of red wine and said confidently, "I asked her back! I said that having a spouse means I won't get sick, right? Is a spouse a medicine? Can it cure all diseases? Besides, I have money and can afford a nurse. Why should I rely on my spouse to take care of me? What if he hopes that I will die soon and inherit my inheritance?"
Qiu Qiuqing's strange train of thought made everyone laugh.
Although what he said was not very pleasant to hear, there was some truth to it.
With Qiu Qiu, the happy guy, around, the atmosphere was much happier and everyone felt relaxed and comfortable.
It's just that Qiu Qiu's alcohol tolerance is too low. He picked up the wine glass and stood up to toast Mingsi with a glass of wine. His steps were unsteady and his body was swaying.
"Be careful!" Mingyuan quickly stood up and supported her, his face stern and reprimanding, "If you can't drink well, don't drink so much."
Qiu Qiu hit him unhappily: "Who said I can't drink? I'm sober now!"
A drunk person will never admit that he is drunk, even though Qiu Qiu's eyes are beginning to become dizzy now.
Mingsi shook his head helplessly and ordered the servants to clean up the guest bedroom.
Then, she winked at Mingyuan and said, "Send her to the guest bedroom to rest. Don't let her drink anymore."
Mingyuan responded and helped Qiu Qiu upstairs.
After eating and drinking, it was getting late. Although Yan Meng was not drunk, he stood up and prepared to say goodbye.
Mingsi glanced at me and motioned me to see Yan Meng off.
Although I was reluctant, I still followed Yan Meng out of the villa.
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