Chapter 329: 329
Chapter 329: A Standoff Between Money and Power (1)
Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
"Mom, he's not my type . "
"How old are you? Not your type? Does that matter when it comes to sharing a life together? By the end you become family, that's how life is . Haven't you heard? After marriage, the couple becomes a pair of hands . All the love between them will be slowly scraped away by the small details of life . "
"That may be the case, but I don't want to get married because it's right; I want to get married for love . "
Upon hearing what her daughter said, Yang Meirong wasn't happy, but she didn't insist .
That night, on her bed, Huo Mian posted on a heartfelt sentence on her WeChat friend circle .
"If you get married one day, I hope it's because of love, and not because it was right . "
However, Zhixin immediately shattered her romanticism completely into pieces .
He replied, "Sis, I think men are like the food at a school cafeteria . It's disgusting, but if you get there too late, you might end up with nothing and then sleep on an empty stomach . "
Zhu Lingling had Jing Zhixin's WeChat as well, so she could see their conversation .
She immediately replied to Zhixin, "Why do I have a feeling that you're saying this to me?"
"Of course not, Sister Ling, I don't have the guts to talk about you . "
Huo Mian smiled and replied, "Are you guys having fun replying on my post? Have you paid posting fees?"
Before she had a chance to look at their replies, someone suddenly sent her a video chat request…
The ID on her screen was 'My dearest Mr . Husband', along with a photo of Qin Chu, who looked dashing .
She doesn't remember noting Qin Chu like that; how did that happen?
Nervous, she accepted the video chat and lowered the volume .
The good thing was, Huo Mian's room was quite far from her mother's . Or else, if her mother suddenly came into her room, she would be in big trouble .
"Hey, Mr . Qin . " Huo Mian greeted him mischievously .
"Have you had dinner?" Qin Chu's voice was gentle as it always was .
It seemed like he was still at the company . He had on a dark grey shirt; the diamonds on his cuffs were especially eye-catching .
Anyone else dressed like that would seem like no more than a rich hillbilly .
However, Qin Chu wore it like royalty; she had to admit that clothes didn't matter, the face did .
"Yup, my mom made broiled chicken . It was delicious, I ate a bowl and a half of rice . "
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