Chapter 104 Golden Hook Fishing - The Eighteenth Cold War
The woman brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, casually sat down on the sofa, and snuggled up next to her: "You've lived in Mushui since you were little, so you probably don't know, but many of the large families here have arranged marriages, with children being betrothed from birth, and many getting engaged at eighteen or nineteen. You don't really need to care too much about what others say. Those people are just like that; they're jealous of the Lin and Rong families' wealth and power, and they'd love to find any flaw to criticize endlessly!"
She paused for a moment, then continued, "So, I think that regarding your relationship, you should be more concerned about whether you can bravely face the harsh criticism that will inevitably follow after you get together, or whether you can't handle it and will back down. As for your comments about family background and age, and how grand the proposal was, surely Lao Lin knew? He definitely approved. Age? What's there to worry about? Relationships between older women and younger men are perfectly normal!"
After hearing what she said, Xu Zhiyu realized that this older sister seemed to be comforting her.
But who is she? Why did she suddenly come to comfort her?
Xu Zhiyu tilted her head and noticed a problem: "How did you know I'm a Wood-Water person?"
A hint of guilt flashed across the woman's face as she explained, "Didn't you just mention Huainan Alley? I've been to Huainan Alley; I know it's a place in Mushui."
“Oh…” Ah Yu nodded, “Thank you for your advice, you do have a point…”
"To be honest, I immediately regretted it after I yelled at Xingmian at noon, sigh. I know Uncle Lin is just someone who seems difficult to get along with on the surface, but he's actually quite warm-hearted. But I met Xingmian's grandfather today, and I'm worried he won't approve of our relationship. Although I personally think I'm pretty good in every way, but..."
"No, no, no." The woman held up one finger and shook it. "You're overthinking it. If you really love Xingmian, you should trust him. As long as you stay with him, he'll naturally have to deal with his family's issues himself, not you."
Xu Zhiyu stroked her chin, thinking that this older sister's words were truly insightful!
She really comforted me!
So she couldn't help but ask, "Sister, are you related to Xingmian? Thank you so much for your comfort. Now that you mention it, I suddenly understand!"
"Sister?" The woman chuckled. "I'm forty! You can call me Auntie! Or you can call me Mom if you don't mind..."
Rong Dai smiled mischievously. She already knew that Xing Mian liked the girl in front of her. After she left, Rong Dai had actually kept in touch with Chen Ma.
Ever since Chen Ma told her that Lin Xingmian liked a supermarket owner, she had become very interested in Xu Zhiyu. After watching the video today and meeting her in person, she really liked this girl.
This girl didn't seem to be tainted by money or fame. Her eyes were clear, her smile was sunny, and she exuded vitality and a sense of justice. Perhaps these were the things that deeply attracted Xingmian.
"?" Xu Zhiyu asked, puzzled.
What kind of mother...?
Could this woman be a lesbian?
No wonder she was friendlier than everyone else and even took the initiative to comfort me. Could it be that she's... taken a liking to me?
Then, are you going to sound them out?
Oh my god.
Thinking of this, she quickly stood up, lifted her skirt, and said hurriedly, "Um, cough, I'm going to go and comfort my boyfriend. He's probably sulking somewhere right now. Um, I'll go first..."
After saying that, she walked away as if fleeing.
And the woman was still calling out to her from behind: "Ah Yu~ Aren't you curious about who I am? I'm quite interested in you~"
...
Xu Zhiyu walked even faster, cold sweat beading on her forehead. She smiled to cover it up and said, "I love my boyfriend very much, and I will only love him more in the future. I'm really sorry, but you should find someone else to be interested in!"
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