That's true, what pretty young girl would want to spend all her time dealing with land and livestock?
But which young man doesn't like pretty girls? If your son is actively pursuing a girl who might not be that good-looking, is he after her money?
Thinking about this, Guo Mingli, increasingly convinced that her guess was true, couldn't help but pat her son's shoulder and say earnestly, "Yunqi, since you're dating someone, you have to be responsible for her. Regardless of whether it ends well or not, you absolutely cannot do anything to betray her while you're together, understand? Our Han family isn't one to judge by appearances. You can't learn from those bad boys and do anything crooked. Whether a girl is pretty or not is secondary; good character is what matters. Since you took the initiative to pursue her, you can't be picky anymore..."
Han Yunqi silently pondered his mother's words, sensing a hidden meaning in them. Looking at his mother's conflicted expression, he recalled similar words he had heard a few months ago. With a blank expression, he took out his phone, found a photo of himself and Tang Xiaoxiao, and handed it to his mother.
Guo Mingli took the phone, and Han Shiping also came over. On the screen, a man and a woman were standing together. The man was his son, and the girl next to him, with her head resting on his shoulder, had eyes that were curved into crescent moons. Her sweet smile was so charming that it could melt anyone's heart. Her small face was like the most perfect work of art, without a single flaw.
Against the backdrop of Han Yunqi, whose skin was somewhat dark, his skin appeared so white it seemed to glow.
Guo Mingli was a soap opera enthusiast, and at that moment she felt that none of the actresses in those TV dramas were as pretty as the girls in the photos.
After a long while, the couple sighed in unison. Guo Mingli returned the phone to her son, affectionately patted his head, and said, "Don't get too involved. Be prepared if you get dumped someday." Then she took Han's father's arm and walked back to the bedroom.
Han Yunqi: ? ? ? ? ? ?
Biological child?
He already lacks confidence! What kind of parents would discourage their own son like that!
He angrily picked up an apple, not even bothering to wash it—after all, Xiaoxiao's fruit was never sprayed with pesticides and was always spotless. He wiped it with his hand, took a big bite, then stood up, grabbed his phone, and went back to his bedroom to seek comfort from his girlfriend.
When Tang Xiaoxiao received the call, she was in the living room watching a melodramatic TV show with her mother. Hearing Han Yunqi's aggrieved description of the blows he received from his own mother, Tang Xiaoxiao lay back on the sofa and grinned silently.
Because Tang's mother was right next to her, she didn't say anything intimate. She just responded with "uh-huh" and "yeah" like she was chatting with a regular friend. Most of the time, Han Yunqi did the talking while she listened. Han Yunqi knew that it wasn't convenient for her to talk, so he quickly said goodnight and hung up the phone.
......
Meanwhile, Mr. and Mrs. Han returned to their bedroom. The couple were both shocked by the fact that their son had apparently found a rich and beautiful woman, and they had some difficulty processing it. Guo Mingli leaned against the headboard and stared blankly for a while before suddenly laughing out loud: "He's just like my son!"
Han Shiping glanced at her and thought to himself that it would be more appropriate for him to say those words.
As expected of his son, he has surpassed his father and has much better taste.
But he dared to think it but not say it.
After the couple lay down with their backs to each other, fiddling with their phones, Guo Mingli suddenly slapped her forehead and exclaimed, "Oh no, oh no!"
Han Shiping was startled and frowned, saying, "What's wrong now? Why are you making such a fuss?"
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