"Xiao Zhang, you won't let Mo Yan down, right?"
Yu Hong asked again, waking Zhang Zhiqin who was lost in thought.
“I, I…”
He looked up and found that the three people opposite him were staring at him closely.
Auntie's eyes were filled with eager anticipation, Uncle's were serious and cold, and Sister Mo's were less complicated, and the meaning she expressed was also very simple:
"If you don't speak nicely, I'll kill you!"
Zhang Zhiqin was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He quickly sat up straight and answered loudly:
"Report to uncle and auntie, I will definitely treat Mo Da...Mo Yan well."
"Okay, okay!" Yu Hong smiled with satisfaction and said, "Xiao Zhang, come to my house for dinner next time."
Mo Weishan wanted to say something, but seeing that his wife had already accepted this brat, he could only nod.
"Dad, Mom, you two are so serious, don't scare Zhiqin, he is very honest."
Mo Yan was also happy and started to act coquettishly in front of her parents again.
The 33-year-old woman, mature and cool, was acting coquettishly without any sense of incongruity. Zhang Zhiqin had a deeper understanding of Sister Mo's "hatred and fickleness".
But he couldn't understand it. It was obviously you who was scaring me, so what did your parents have to do with it?
However, as Zhang Zhiqin's answer received full marks, the atmosphere in the room instantly eased. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, opened the two large boxes he brought, and said to Mo Yan in a flattering tone:
"Sister Mo, I brought you a lot of gifts this time."
"Gift?" Mo Yan remembered that Zhang Zhiqin had said before that she had bought her a gift.
Come to think of it, this is the first time he bought me a gift.
Mo Yan was a little excited. She walked to Zhang Zhiqin's side and watched him take out gifts one by one from two large boxes.
"This is Yueyueshu, specifically for treating dysmenorrhea. This is Wuji Baifeng Pills, which replenishes Qi and blood and specifically treats irregular menstruation. This is Nuan Gong Bao and Ejiao Pills, also for treating dysmenorrhea. This is even more powerful, Xiaoyao Pills, specifically for treating menopausal irritability. I went to many stores to buy it..."
Zhang Zhiqin took out the "gifts" while explaining, thinking about how much effort she had put into buying these things, and she couldn't help but feel more and more proud as she spoke.
However, Mo Yan's expression changed from expectation to astonishment, then from astonishment to indifference, and finally to expressionless.
After Zhang Zhiqin took out all the carefully selected "gifts" and filled the bed, coffee table and sofa with them, he rubbed his hands together and looked at Mo Yan with a smile:
"Sister Mo, are you happy? Are you surprised?"
"Haha..." Mo Yan sneered: "Thank you, my eight generations of ancestors."
Ahem, Mo Weishan coughed, and was a little speechless about Zhang Zhiqin's naiveté. Yu Hong smiled:
"It's actually good not to get into those fancy things; these things are quite practical."
"Yes, Auntie, I also think these things are very suitable for Sister Mo."
Zhang Zhiqin felt even more proud when she saw that her aunt also looked very satisfied.
Mo Yan: “…”
Ten minutes later, Mo Yan's family and Zhang Zhiqin left the room and walked into the elevator.
To celebrate Mo Yan's final decision to be single, Yu Hong and Mo Weishan planned to treat the young couple to a meal.
When they arrived at the hotel lobby on the first floor, Mo Yan suddenly said to Zhang Zhiqin, "Come with me to the bathroom."
Zhang Zhiqin asked in surprise, "Why did you call me when you were going to the bathroom?"
Mo Yan looked at him quietly, and Zhang Zhiqin immediately said, "Okay."
Mo Yan hummed softly, twisted her slender waist, and walked towards the bathroom. Zhang Zhiqin hurriedly followed.
After turning a corner and leaving his parents' sight, Mo Yan suddenly took out a bank card and handed it to Zhang Zhiqin.
"Go to the front desk later and get a room for my parents. The password for this card is my birthday."
Zhang Zhiqin was stunned: "I don't know your birthday?"
Mo Yan glanced at him and put the card in his hand: "It's your birthday."
Then she walked into the bathroom with a swaying step.
"What does this mean? How did Sister Mo know my birthday?" Zhang Zhiqin stared blankly at Mo Yan's back.
A few minutes later, Zhang Zhiqin followed Mo Yan's instructions, took the bank card and went to the front desk to book a room for Yu Hong and Mo Weishan.
"Although Xiao Zhang looks a little silly, he is a very down-to-earth person with a thoughtful heart."
Yu Hong was very satisfied watching Zhang Zhiqin busying herself there, and Mo Weishan also smiled for the first time.
What they cared about was not that Zhang Zhiqin paid for them to book a room, but that he cared about them because of Mo Yan, that he considered some details of life, and that he rushed to do it first.
This shows that this honest young man has Mo Yan in his heart.
"He's just too stupid."
Mo Yan pretended to be indifferent and snorted. Yu Hong glared at her daughter.
"You should be content. She's so much younger than you, it's great that she's so considerate!"
"Oh, I see, Mom."
Mo Yan agreed with a seemingly dissatisfied tone, turned to look at Zhang Zhiqin, but a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
…
It was past nine in the evening and the night was getting deeper.
In Lin Yao's apartment.
"Don't be busy, take a rest."
Lin Yao washed the dishes, made a cup of coffee for Fang Xiaole, and then went to the kitchen to cut fruit.
Seeing that she had been busy doing this and that for him all night, Fang Xiaole had to go into the kitchen again to let Lin Yao rest for a while.
"It's okay. If we live together in the future, I will learn to do these things."
While cutting fruit, Lin Yao turned and smiled at Fang Xiaole. Her watery eyes curved into a pair of lovely crescents, and her soft profile added a touch of charm under the light.
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