An hour later, Zhang Zhiqin and Mo Yan walked out of her uncle and aunt's house together.
"Yan Yan, don't be so soft. Be tough when you need to be tough. If Zhang Zhiqin bullies you, tell me. Your aunt will support you!"
Before the two of them left, Zhou Xiuyu reluctantly held Mo Yan's hand and whispered instructions to her.
"Thank you, auntie. Zhiqin treats me very well. You don't have to worry."
Mo Yan let her "aunt" hold her hand shyly. She was 33 years old, but when she stood in front of Zhou Xiuyu, who was in her 40s, she looked as pure as a girl.
It has to be said that some women's temperament can be switched freely according to different occasions and different objects.
When facing Zhan Ting, Mo Yan can be mature and sexy, crushing the young and beautiful girl into slag.
When facing Zhou Xiuyu, Mo Yan can be shy and pure, arousing the sympathy of the elders.
At this moment, she spoke softly, trying to cover up for Zhang Zhiqin in a humble manner, which made Zhou Xiuyu feel distressed. She reminded her again:
"No matter how much you like someone, don't humble yourself. We women must be strong and respect ourselves, only then will men value you."
"But..." Mo Yan looked at Zhou Xiuyu's expression, sighed and said quietly:
"I'm so much older than Zhiqin. I'm already very grateful that he's willing to accept me. I'm not worthy of him."
"You're only thirty-three, and Zhiqin will be twenty-seven soon! A woman three years older than a man will bring him wealth, and a woman thirty years older than a man will bring him the throne. You're only six years older than Zhiqin, so why wouldn't you be good enough for her?!"
Zhou Xiuyu widened her eyes and patted her chest, saying:
"Don't worry, I'll talk to Zhiqin's parents. They're all kind people and would never let their son do something like abandoning her!"
Mo Yan was so moved that her eyes turned red, and she bowed deeply to Zhou Xiuyu:
"Aunt, thank you, thank you. I will definitely treat Zhiqin well, and I will definitely be filial to you and uncle together with him in the future!"
Zhou Xiuyu lovingly took Mo Yan's hand and said, "Dear, I'd be so lucky if Zhiqin was half as sensible as you."
"Uncle, do you agree that I should go to Brother Fang's new show?"
On the other side, Zhang Zhiqin asked Li Xueke nervously.
Li Xueke glared at him and snorted:
"Look at your performance. If you do something like that again, I will personally kick you out of Fang Xiaole's program team!"
Li Xueke and Zhou Xiuyu sent the two downstairs - mainly sending "Yan Yan", and then educated Zhang Zhiqin again, and then went upstairs to go home.
"Goodbye, Uncle and Mom. Please go up the stairs slowly."
Mo Yan stood obediently downstairs and watched the two of them get into the elevator. Her pitiful demeanor instantly disappeared. She glanced at Zhang Zhiqin with a sneer, then turned and left.
"Sister Mo, wait, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Zhiqin is still a little confused. She doesn't know what Mo Yan is trying to do. Anyway, she feels that she has been fooled by her.
"Didn't you agree to help me clear up the misunderstanding? Why did you make my uncle and mother misunderstand me even more?"
Mo Yan slung her bag over her shoulder with one hand and put the other hand in the pocket of her jeans. She walked with graceful steps, her waist swaying as she moved, and her plump buttocks swaying from side to side, like a seductive rose blooming in the night, attracting the attention of the men passing by.
What a seductive mature woman!
She ignored Zhang Zhiqin until she was out of the neighborhood and sure that Li Xueke and Zhou Xiuyu wouldn't see her upstairs. Then she suddenly stopped and turned to look at him:
"Let me ask you a few questions."
Zhang Zhiqin was stunned and nodded subconsciously.
"If you encounter any major problems, do your parents make the decisions, or do your uncle and mother have more influence?"
Mo Yan asked calmly.
"My parents listen to my uncle, and my uncle listens to my aunt, so my aunt has the final say in my family."
Zhang Zhiqin answered honestly.
"Do you like Zhan Ting?"
Mo Yan asked again.
"We've only met once, how can I know if you like me or not?"
Zhang Zhiqin was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Mo Yan's question was so jumpy, but out of survival instinct, she answered immediately.
"One last question..."
Mo Yan suddenly waved towards Zhang Zhiqin and pointed at her waist:
"I suddenly feel a little dizzy, please help me up."
"Oh." Zhang Zhiqin agreed and stepped forward to hold Mo Yan's waist.
"Please hold on tight, I'm a little unsteady."
Mo Yan said gently.
"Oh, okay." Zhang Zhiqin tightly wrapped her hands around Mo Yan's slightly fleshy yet tight and elastic waist.
"One last question. If you bring me along to future gatherings with colleagues, friends, or family, would you feel embarrassed?"
Mo Yan tilted his head to the side and looked at Zhang Zhiqin. A familiar milky aroma filled his nostrils. Looking down at this mature and sexy woman, Zhang Zhiqin subconsciously shook his head:
"Of course it's not shameful."
"Very good, I allow you to take me to these occasions in the future."
Mo Yan nodded with satisfaction. Although she was not as tall as Zhang Zhiqin and had to tilt her head to the side when speaking, her tone was condescending.
"Why should I take you there?"
Zhang Zhiqin looked at Mo Yan strangely.
"Because I allowed you to be my boyfriend."
Mo Yan glanced at Zhang Zhiqin proudly.
"What?"
Zhang Zhiqin opened her mouth so wide that she could swallow a raw duck egg. She was stunned for a long time before she reacted. She subconsciously shook her head repeatedly:
"Sister Mo, are you kidding me? You're so much older than me, my parents won't agree!"
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