Chapter 37 This is the daughter-in-law she's chosen! ...
Gao Wen and Fang Han returned to the rented apartment together.
There was a box of persimmon cakes on the dining table in the living room. Fang Han said that his father made them and brought them over for everyone to try.
Gao Wen obliged and ate half of it.
While eating the persimmon cake, she was somewhat lost in thought, and even felt a little embarrassed when she looked at Fang Han.
Fortunately, she doesn't like to pry into other people's family backgrounds and won't ask detailed questions.
Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.
Fang Han's parents are still alive, but she interprets it as if they are both dead.
Perhaps his parents went out to work, so they didn't have time to take care of him, which led to him being raised by four elderly people when he was young?
This is truly a beautiful misunderstanding.
"Uncle's persimmon cakes are delicious," Gao Wen said.
“He’s retired and has nothing better to do than tinker with these things,” Fang Han laughed, then added, “When I was little, I rarely saw them; they only came back after they retired.”
When Fang Hongming was young, he was always sent on assignments abroad.
Feeling somewhat guilty and wanting to make amends, he rarely went out and mostly stayed at home, tending to every nook and cranny.
Perhaps because he was too busy with work when he was young, Fang Hongming now enjoys planting flowers and plants, raising birds and feeding fish, and enjoying a leisurely and carefree life.
Fang Han's words confirmed Gao Wen's guess. She nodded and ate the last small piece of persimmon.
*
Gao Wen has been getting up very early every morning lately.
When Hu Hong arrived at the yoga studio, she had already prepared tea, laid out the mats, and cleaned everything, waiting for her to start the class.
"Good morning, Auntie." Gao Wen smiled brightly, full of energy, and asked with concern, "Have the bruises on your shoulders and legs gone down?"
"It's much better, but it still hurts when I pull on it." Hu Hong said, raising her hand to emphasize, "It hurts as soon as I raise my hand."
"It'll be fine in a few days." Gao Wen put the assistive device aside and said to Hu Hong with a smile, "Let's start class."
Hu Hong looked at the smiling young girl and trembled slightly.
Don't let Gao Wen's gentle and mild-mannered appearance fool you. Once she starts teaching, she becomes a devil, showing no mercy and ignoring everything you say, determined to torment you.
So strict for such a young age.
Hu Hong was very afraid of Gao Wen, but Gao Wen always had a way of coaxing her to come.
In each class, Hu Hong was showered with praise, but Gao Wenhui would also "drain" her until she was completely drained, leaving her with only a last breath for the photos.
No matter how hard or messy the class is, there are always beautiful pictures to post on social media after class, even professionally edited ones.
Looking at herself in the picture, Hu Hong suddenly felt that all the hard work of teaching was nothing.
It means nothing!
She's so amazing and incredible!
Hu Hong looked at Gao Wen applying the medicated oil to her, smiled kindly, and said with emotion, "Wenwen, you are such a good girl. Whoever marries you will be blessed with good fortune for many lifetimes."
Upon hearing this, Gao Wen's eyes flickered slightly, but she did not respond.
Is it a blessing?
She is so pragmatic and worldly, with a strong sense of purpose, that she has never included love in her criteria for choosing a partner.
Whoever marries her, how can they possibly be happy?
Ever since learning about the so-called "plot," Gao Wen has given up on the idea of choosing a partner for practical reasons. For someone like her, remaining single is a form of protection for others. Besides, she can now live a good and fulfilling life on her own.
"You need to be discerning and find a good boy—someone from a good family, with good character, capable, and able to take care of you. That way, you'll live without pressure and have a comfortable and happy life," Hu Hong said, turning to Gao Wen. "Young people today face a lot of pressure to survive; economic conditions are not something to be ignored!"
Gao Wen was surprised to hear these words from Hu Hong.
After spending so many days with her, she felt that Hu Hong was a simple and carefree aunt who lived a comfortable and happy life and probably didn't care too much about worldly factors.
Materialism; money worship.
It seems to be a derogatory term.
The novel also portrays Gao Wen as vain, cold-blooded, and selfish...
"Are you in a relationship?" Hu Hong asked again.
Gao Wen gently shook her head.
I have no intention of talking.
"Don't be fooled by men who only know how to talk sweet words! These days, men are very cunning; they specialize in deceiving pretty girls like you. You're too kind, gentle, and gentle; it's easy for you to be fooled!"
Hu Hong's praise for Gao Wen was so high that it made Gao Wen laugh: "Auntie, you think too highly of me."
How could she be so good?
She's a notorious villainous supporting character in the story.
Hu Hong replied without hesitation, "You've always been this good!"
Before Gao Wen could say anything more, the receptionist poked her head out and reminded her, "Teacher Wenwen..."
"All the members for the small group class have arrived; class is about to begin."
"Okay." Gao Wen stood up and said softly, "Auntie, I'm going to class now. See you tomorrow."
See you tomorrow, bye-bye—
After Gao Wen left, Hu Hong took a while to recover before walking out herself.
Zhang Ni and Lin Siyue were chatting when they saw Hu Hong arrive and greeted her warmly.
Lin Siyue gave a thumbs up and kept saying, "Auntie, you are really amazing. We don't dare to go to Teacher Wenwen's private tutoring, but you come every day."
“That’s right, we are all inferior to you, we are really ashamed,” Zhang Ni chimed in.
Hu Hong's aches and pains subsided considerably after hearing these words. She waved her hand and said, "Actually, it's alright. Wenwen is very gentle. I can bear it!"
In fact, she spends a lot of time mentally preparing herself every morning on her way to the yoga studio.
Thinking about it sometimes brings tears to my eyes, but I don't dare to refuse Gao Wen.
Gao Wen is very difficult to talk to during class.
Whatever she says, the other person usually just says "I'm not listening anymore".
"Auntie is amazing!" Lin Siyue and the others all said.
Hu Hong was flattered and stayed to chat for a while longer, holding her tea.
When asked about her son, she said, "He's not getting any younger, and he's never been in a relationship. I'm worried he'll be looked down upon in the future. He won't listen to me, and I don't know what kind of person he should date."
“Don’t worry about it. Young people have their own plans. Getting married too early isn’t a good thing. Look at me, I regret it now,” Zhang Ni said.
"I'm almost thirty!" Hu Hong said. "When we were that age, we had already given birth to him!"
Upon hearing this, the group burst into laughter.
As the group was chatting, an older woman came over, said a few words, and started asking, "Is Teacher Wenwen dating anyone? Does she have a boyfriend?"
Upon hearing this, Hu Hong immediately sounded the alarm.
This is the daughter-in-law she's set her sights on!
“No, Ms. Wenwen doesn’t plan to date. Several young men from the company upstairs and next door have tried to add her on WeChat, but she’s turned them all down,” Zhang Ni added with a smile. “Several aunties have said they’d like to introduce her to someone, but she’s not interested.”
Gao Wen is exceptionally beautiful; her face is a rare find. Every few days, aunties would come to introduce her to potential partners, and Zhang Ni had gotten used to helping her fend them off.
"Oh, I see." The woman walked away, looking disappointed.
Zhang Ni and Lin Siyue were casually discussing which auntie this month was going to introduce Gao Wen to a potential partner, each one more enthusiastic than the last.
Hu Hong watched the aunt's departing figure and left shortly afterward.
After leaving the house, she sent Fang Han a message, letting him know that she had gotten up early to exercise and was back, adding: "You're not young anymore. If you don't exercise properly, your health will be a problem!"
Afterwards, he forwarded several posts to Fang Han, all about the tragedy of programmers losing their hair and needing hair transplants, and about lumbar disc herniation requiring surgery.
Fang Han was having breakfast when he saw these messages and everything went black.
Hu Hong concluded by saying, "I suspect that girl doesn't even like you. She's very popular; there are countless guys wanting to pursue her. It really breaks my heart."
Fang Han quickly replied: 【That's a real shame. I hope she finds someone she's happy with. I wish her happiness.】
Hu Hong's original intention was to get Fang Han to pay more attention to her, or perhaps even to take the initiative to pursue her.
Fang Han's sarcastic words made Hu Hong so angry that she felt like she was about to burst.
Hu Hong was still fuming on her way back. What did those old ladies know? They looked like snobbish people, and most of them treated Gao Wen as some kind of resource to introduce to others, with all sorts of ulterior motives.
Such a wonderful girl deserves to marry into the best family. The family must be well-off, the man must be of good character, and the parents must be good as well.
No, she has to take care of this!
If the son doesn't work hard, the mother has to step up!
*
evening.
When Gao Wen finished class and came out, only the receptionist was cleaning.
"Sister Wenwen, three more aunties have signed up for your personal training today." The receptionist handed her the membership form.
Gao Wen walked over, put her phone aside, picked up her watch and looked at it. She pursed her lips and said, "Next time, tell them to report less; we can't manage the time."
"Okay," the receptionist smiled.
Other teachers want to take on more classes, but Gao Wen simply doesn't have the time. Even at six in the morning, an auntie comes to teach her class.
Gao Wen put the registration form away and looked at the receptionist, saying, "If it's too late, you don't need to wait for me. There's a robot vacuum cleaner; I'll close the door after that."
"The members are still here, the library can't be empty." The receptionist was very honest.
Gao Wen: "Close the door. I'll open it after class. It's okay. Go home and rest early."
The receptionist touched her nose, somewhat touched. She looked down at Gao Wen's phone lying to the side and asked, "Sister Wenwen, how much is this phone? I'd like to buy one too."
“Oh, this,” Gao Wen glanced at her phone, picked up her thermos to get some water, and casually replied, “It was sold by a colleague of a friend’s company for four thousand yuan.”
"How could it only cost four thousand? I've been looking around these past few days, and this phone costs over six thousand. The purple one used to cost an extra five hundred, but now it costs an extra eight hundred. It's in short supply, and you have to pre-order." The receptionist chimed in.
Gao Wen paused in her action of getting water and looked at her phone.
"That's unlikely. Even if it's secondhand, this phone holds its value very well. Secondhand phones are worth over five thousand yuan," the receptionist muttered again.
“My friend said it was a prize from their company, and since they didn’t need it, they sold it,” Gao Wen said with a smile.
Without giving it much thought, the receptionist said with envy, "That's a real steal! That's great!"
“Yes,” Gao Wen said, her eyes thoughtful as she looked at the phone.
......
After 10 a.m., the number of pedestrians in the mall gradually decreased.
Fang Han, dressed casually and carrying a black backpack, stood by the flower bushes, glancing in one direction every now and then, but still couldn't see Gao Wen.
"Slap—" Someone patted his shoulder.
Fang Han subconsciously frowned and turned around. When he saw the pretty and charming face in front of him, his brows suddenly relaxed and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"Have you been waiting long?" Gao Wen asked.
"No, I just came from the gym." Fang Han's upturned lips hadn't faded.
He used to go to the gym every few days, but now he runs in the morning and goes to the gym in the evening.
I wish I could go three times a day.
Hu Hong's words brought him a great deal of sense of crisis.
Gao Wen goes to bed early and gets up early, and exercises with self-discipline. How could he fall into depravity!
The two walked side by side toward the roadside. When they crossed the zebra crossing, Fang Han went around to Gao Wen's right and blocked her way.
After crossing the road, the two walked slowly back along the sidewalk, chatting idly.
Suddenly, Gao Wen took something out of her bag and handed it to Fang Han.
Upon seeing the gift box, Fang Han's heart tightened, and he hesitated to accept it for a moment, feeling a bit too overjoyed.
"This is for you." Gao Wen stuffed the gift box into his arms, took two steps forward, and said casually, "It's a prize from the museum. I don't need it anyway, so I'm giving it to you."
Fang Han opened it and saw that it was a newly released sports watch.
Before he could even feel happy, a look of unease appeared in his eyes, and he quickly followed up to ask, "What kind of prizes do you have at your venue?"
They run a yoga studio, and all the members are women. How could they possibly have a sports watch that men wear as a prize?
Gao Wen fiddled with her phone in her hand: "Whatever prize you say it is, that's the prize." After she finished speaking, her dark and clear eyes slowly looked at Fang Han.
"..." Fang Han was really bad at lying in front of her, and became even more flustered.
When Gao Wen looked over, he felt guilty, and the watch in his hand felt hot to the touch. He confessed, "You knew everything?"
"Hmm?" Gao Wen tilted her head slightly, looking at him with a half-smile.
Fang Han broke out in a cold sweat, cautiously observing her expression, fearing she was angry, and stammered, "I—I—"
Gao Wen stepped forward, stood in front of him, slightly raised her chin, stared at him with bright eyes, and said seriously, "Don't do this kind of thing next time. Your money didn't grow on trees."
Fang Han: "It's nothing serious."
“Then I should tell you the truth,” Gao Wen said crisply, her expression calm and composed. “Although I know you didn’t mean to look down on me, you just wanted to help me so I wouldn’t have to do this in the future. I have a high salary now, plus dividends from the museum, and I’m so busy every day that I can’t even spend all the money.”
The way she said those words was both confident and endearing.
"Yes," Fang Han nodded, his tone sincere and apologetic, "Please forgive me, it won't happen again next time."
Gao Wen glanced at the sports watch in his hand: "Take this, and we'll call it even."
"Okay." Fang Han gripped the watch in his hand, a smile appearing in his eyes.
With a weight lifted from her mind, Gao Wen turned around with a smile and walked briskly forward.
Seeing a large rock, he gently kicked it as he hurried forward.
*
A coffee shop in the city center.
Lin Siyue looked at Jiang Shuyan with some hesitation: "Sister Shuyan, is there a problem with this contract?"
“What problems could there be? I’ve investigated it, and it’s a very reliable franchise. The only problem is the lack of working capital. Don’t you trust me? After it opens, we’ll work together to attract customers online, and we’re sure to make money,” Jiang Shuyan said confidently. “At that time, I’ll give you a certain percentage of the profits.”
"No, I was just asking." Lin Siyue shook her head.
"I've paid back all the money I lent you before, and there won't be any problems this time either," Jiang Shuyan said confidently. "Would I harm you?"
Lin Siyue lowered her guard: "Sister Shuyan, I believe you."
As she spoke, she quickly signed the guarantee contract.
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Author's note: Second update at 6 PM.
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