C147 (1/2)
”I hope they're divorced or widowed. They have to have kids, so it'll save them a lot of trouble.”
”Zhan Yan, don't say such words, I don't like to hear them. There are so many families in Dink now, and so many couples have no children. I thought they would stay together until they were old, but why can't it be you and Ji Weiyang instead? ” Du Xiaomo's anger rose in an instant.
Zhan Yan no longer had the strength to explain. She only said one sentence, ”Xiaomo, we have known each other for so many years, I have never asked you for anything. I just want to ask of you one thing, the sooner the better.”
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, leaving Du Xiaomo with a busy call. Du Xiaomo was angry and angry at the same time, she kept shouting into the phone: Wei Zhanyan, you idiot!
”What are you shouting about in the middle of the night for? Be so cautious.” A deep male voice came from behind, accompanied by a faint fragrance of tobacco.
Du Xiaomo turned her head around, only to see Ji Weixin leaning against the fence, with a cigarette between his two fingers. In the future, don't get involved in things between Weiyang and Wei Zhanyan. Others can do it, but it's impossible for families like ours. ”
Du Xiaomo had just suppressed her anger at Zhan Yan's words, and upon hearing them, she immediately became angry: ”Ji Weixin, do you think that just because you guys have a few people capable of gathering money, you are already a level above me? It is all because of your Ji Family that Zhan Yan acted like this today. She can't bear to bear children now, so you should just dislike her.
Ji Weixin threw the burnt cigarette butt onto the ground, as his face darkened, ”Xiaomo, you don't have to make your words sound so unpleasant every single time. I was only speaking the truth. Don't look at how Wei Yang was tormenting himself all day. It was all just a waste, for example, for the old man, Zhan Yan definitely wouldn't be able to pass. ”
”It seems like the reason why you Ji Family men marry wives is for the succession of generations.” Du Xiaomo sneered, took a cigarette from his hand, took two puffs, and coughed non-stop. Oh, does Young Master Ji mean that as long as I give you a son, you'll be able to get the position of a mother with such a high rank? ”
Ji Weixin's gaze slightly sunk, as he spoke in an extremely serious manner. Actually, Du Xiaomo's unintentional words were actually words that Ji Weixin had been pondering about for a long time. Xiaomo, do you want to bet once? ”
Du Xiaomo sneered, and turned towards her bedroom. If she really wanted to use her child to threaten something, she wouldn't have secretly removed the fetus from her womb the last time.
Even though Du Xiaomo was unwilling, but she still searched everywhere for people to rely on to find a suitable matchmaker for Zhan Yan. She had always been very efficient in doing things, and very quickly found a reliable source for Zhan Yan.
The date was at a coffee shop, so on the way there, Du Xiaomo explained the situation to the other party while driving, ”Haigui, I just got back from abroad not long ago. At the beginning, I was an American with a mixed blood daughter. It can't be called rich or anything, so I won't let you down. ”
”Yes.” Zhan Yan nodded indifferently, as if she didn't care about it. She then asked, ”Why did he leave?”
His father passed away young, but he was still talented. After graduating from university, he was sent abroad, and only for the sake of the American Green-Card did he marry a woman from the United States. Before he returned to his country, he married her.
”Yes.” Zhan Yan sullenly agreed again, but still did not have much of a reaction, as she silently charted the target of her meeting.
She was born poor, but she was very ambitious, and she could even treat marriage as a deal if she was too careless with her feelings. This kind of person was a little sentimental, but it was even better that she needed someone who could give her a stable life, not someone who could have a relationship with her.
All of her feelings had already been used up on Ji Weiyang. She didn't have the strength to love her, and she didn't need anyone to love her either.
Du Xiaomo led her into the coffee shop. The man arrived before her and had already chosen her seat. The French windows were extremely elegant and there was a small stage not far away from them.
The man looked to be in his mid-thirties. He wasn't that handsome, but he was very energetic and polite to a gentleman.
”Miss Wei, it's a pleasure to meet you.” The man stood up and casually adjusted his suit before stretching his arm.
”Hello, Mr. Jiang.” Zhan Yan politely shook hands with the other side, and then sat down. She ordered a glass of Willow Juice and casually held it with her white, leaden fingertip. After that, there was silence.
The other party, on the other hand, had been sizing her up the entire time. It seemed as if he was extremely satisfied with her, and even the man's eyes were shining.
”You two go ahead and chat, I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first.” Du Xiaomo casually made up a reason, and then left. Before leaving, she lightly patted Zhan Yan's shoulders, letting her make sense of the situation.
Zhan Yan rarely spoke, it was usually a question for the other party, so she only answered it once.
”I didn't expect that Miss Wei would be so young and beautiful. It's actually quite a pleasant surprise.” The other party's slightly humorous tone broke the awkward atmosphere.
Zhan Yan smiled faintly, treating it as an answer.
”I heard that Miss Wei was once a doctor. It must have been hard for her to learn to be a doctor.”
”Fortunately, it's not as difficult as fighting alone in a foreign land.”
”Has Miss Wei ever been to the United States?”
”I've only been to Los Angeles. I'm not used to living outside.” Zhan Yan said warmly.
The other party was very cooperative, ”That's right. After staying abroad for so many years, I still feel that our country is the best. Everyone has to return to their roots. If I don't come back, my daughter will only speak English, not even Mandarin. ”
Zhan Yan smiled warmly, she took a sip of the willow juice, and heard the other party ask again, ”Does Miss Wei like children?”
”Yes.” Zhan Yan nodded.
”My daughter is quite mischievous, but she is still very sensible. I believe that you will definitely like her.” Mentioning his daughter, Mr. Jiang's face turned warm.
Zhan Yan's clear eyes also softened as she said, ”If there's a chance next time, I hope to be able to meet her. She must definitely be a cute little angel.”
Since Zhan Yan said this, it means that she has the intention to continue dating. She doesn't talk about relationships, so, as long as the other party's conditions are met, and looks pleasing to the eye, they can continue dating. When the time is ripe, they can get married. Only if she marries, would Ji Weiyang truly give up hope.
The other party was obviously very satisfied with Zhan Yan. Although Du Xiaomo did not say much about Zhan Yan's past marriage history and family, she did give some general details about her divorce, how she was a senior child, and her father was a retired national official, her family was well-off. Seeing her today, and seeing how pretty she was, there was nothing to criticize about her.
”Of course. Does Miss Wei like watching movies? ”Why don't I invite you to a movie next time?”
”Sure.” Zhan Yan responded indifferently. It was not warm, but it was not ice-cold either. Warming Tuntun, but more lovable.
Mr. Jiang was stunned for a moment. He stammered a little as he said, ”Miss Wei, do you like dessert? The Tiramisu here is not bad. ”
Zhan Yan inexplicably thought of that night when she personally made the Tiramisu for Ji Weiyang. Thinking of this, a bitter smile appeared on her face as she shook her head and said, ”No, I don't really like Tiramisu.”
”Then what do you want to eat? It's already noon. I don't know if I have the honor of having lunch with Miss Wei? ” Mr. Jiang's tone carried a hint of humor. He ordered the waiter to bring the menu.
Zhan Yan lowered her head to look at the menu, and at this time, the sound of steady footsteps came closer. The person who came was dressed in a milky-white resting suit, her black eyes slightly narrowed as she swept her indifferent gaze across the dining hall, and finally landed on that delicate voice from behind.