Ye Zhi booked a luxury suite with a sea view for Lao Mi. The moment I opened the door, I started to feel the pinch, because I knew the hotel rates here. A room like this would cost at least 3,000 yuan a night. But I couldn't take advantage of such a cheap price, so I still had to reimburse her for dinner and room tonight. I felt it was a matter of character, and that's where my pain came from.
I leaned against the doorframe, while Old Mi sat on the sofa closest to the door, smoking. After a long while, he said to me, "Is it really over between you and Lu Jia?"
"It's really hopeless... I can't even get in touch with her now."
“Take my advice and go back to Shanghai to have a good talk with Lao Huang… I think he’s a pretty good guy and he’s interested in promoting you. If you follow him, your mother and I will feel at ease.”
I took a deep drag of my cigarette, then squinted through the billowing smoke and replied to Lao Mi, "Why are you bringing up going back to Shanghai? Are you dissatisfied with Ye Zhi?"
“You and Lu Jia didn’t even make it to the end, let alone this Xiao Ye?... Michael, wake up, our family can’t afford a girl like that. You should go back to Shanghai and do your job well, that’s what you should be doing.”
"If we're talking about marrying up, wasn't marrying Lu Jia a case of marrying up? You guys still fawned over her. Why is it different with Ye Zhi?"
Unable to control my emotions, I said some harsh things. But surprisingly, Old Mi didn't scold me. He just said, "Lu Jia, you're a good match for someone of equal social standing, someone who can support two people in Shanghai. We'll flatter her a bit as compensation. But what's going on between you and this girl? Don't you know that yourself?"
"You guys are always worrying about me for no reason! ... I have to go now, I have some things to do outside, you should get some rest too... Tomorrow morning, I'll pick you up and take you to our inn."
After I finished speaking, I left the hotel room. Then I heard Old Mi sigh heavily inside, which made me feel even worse.
Old Mi was, after all, just an ordinary old man. When he looked at Ye Zhi with ordinary eyes, Coach Ma's theory about gold and diamond rings seemed less effective. I knew what he was thinking, and I knew even more what he was worried about.
At that moment, I really wished he was just an old man trying to curry favor, but he wasn't... Thinking about it, I always complain that he doesn't understand me; but as his son, how well do I understand him?
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