"Jiang, can you speak for her? What’s the use of saying this? If she doesn’t get married or have kids, can you take responsibility?"
"I can!"
Jiang Chen certainly didn’t want the mother and daughter to argue over this minor issue, after all it was just a joke. He said decisively, "If Fang Qing really doesn’t get married or have kids in the future, you can co find ."
"You’re the one who said it."
"I said it, I promise you."
"Alright."
Pan Hui nodded seriously, "Then Aunt Pan will rember this."
Saying this, Pan Hui reached into her pocket, searching for sothing, and then pulled out her phone.
"Aunt Pan, what is this for..."
"Repeat it again, I’m going to record it, as evidence."
"..."
Jiang Chen was amused and exasperated.
No wonder such a daughter could be raised.
So much legal awareness.
"Pfft."
Even Qing Gege, who was pretending to be deaf, couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.
"Aunt Pan wants to record."
Jiang Chen said to her.
"What does it have to do with ?"
Fang Qing was straightforward.
Truly bold and confident.
Compared to her, Zhang Zhongquan is really insignificant, this is true selfishness!
"Jiang."
Pan Hui already had the recording function on her phone open, "You can start now."
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When the Maserati drove into the East Gate tunnel, Pan Hui contentedly put away her phone.
Under "pressure," soone had to be recorded as audio evidence.
After nightfall, there were not many pedestrians left in the Sanjian Courtyard, the light from the windows of the roadside bungalows along with the car lights guided the direction for the Maserati.
When the car stopped, Fang Weiguo still showed no signs of waking.
Having seniority has its perks.
Once you ss up, you can ignore it and sleep through it.
"Let do it."
Pan Hui certainly couldn’t carry her husband, Jiang Chen unbuckled his seat belt, pushed open the door, and helped Fang Weiguo out from the back seat.
"See, don’t drink with him anymore in the future."
"Uncle Fang was just happy today."
A few people groped their way upstairs in the dark.
Fang Qing turned on her phone flashlight.
Pan Hui walked ahead, took out the keys and unlocked the door.
"Just leave him here, thank you for your hard work."
Jiang Chen placed Fang Weiguo on the sofa.
"Aunt Pan, I’ll head back now."
"Mm, you’re not drunk, are you?"
"No."
Jiang Chen chuckled indifferently, then glanced at Fang Qing, and soon walked out of the Fang Family ho.
Fang Qing closed the door,
"Honestly, talking about your dad, isn’t it embarrassing!"
Bla aside, Pan Hui still felt sorry for her husband, "Keep an eye on him, I’ll go make so hangover soup."
Fang Qing responded with an "Mm," sat down beside, and before Pan Hui could finish cooking the hangover soup, Fang Weiguo lying on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes.
"What ti is it?"
He asked groggily, attempting to sit up.
Fang Qing helped him, "Nine o’clock."
Fang Weiguo sat up, rubbed his forehead, "Ah, it’s been so long since I drank this much."
"Dad, if you’re not feeling well, you can go throw up."
"..."
Fang Weiguo forced a smile, "Not that bad."
Then he looked around and realized he was back ho.
"Where’s Jiang? Did he leave?"
"Of course. Did Dad want to keep him here to sleep?"
This girl.
Such a sharp tone.
Fang Weiguo exhaled so alcohol fus, "Sleep here? Sleep where?"
"Where do you think? Didn’t you say Jiang is Qing Qing’s boyfriend?"
While the hangover soup was cooking, Pan Hui walked out of the kitchen.
"I said that to cover up for Zhang Zhongquan, I didn’t want to put Jiang in a difficult position."
Fang Weiguo said, "You see, no matter how muddleheaded I am, I wouldn’t really sacrifice my own daughter."
"You see, Dad could almost be an actor now, I wonder if it’s too late for him to switch careers?"
Fang Weiguo chuckled, shaking his head, "Pour a glass of water."
"If you drink like this again, I’ll leave you right on the street."
Pan Hui walked back into the kitchen and brought out a bowl of hangover soup, "Drink it."
Fang Weiguo took it, deeply touched, "Qing Qing, choosing the right partner is crucial in life. Look how happy Dad is."
"Stop fooling around. Drink up!"
Although the tone was still unpleasant, Pan Hui’s expression revealed she was quite pleased inside.
"It’s still hot."
Fang Weiguo thought of sothing, "Send a bowl to Jiang too, he drank quite a bit."
"He’s not drunk though."
"You child. Just because he doesn’t look drunk doesn’t an having all that alcohol in his system feels good."
"Right, almost forgot."
Pan Hui hurried back to the kitchen, brought out another bowl, handed it to her daughter, "Take it to Jiang."
Under her parents’ watchful gaze, Fang Qing reluctantly carried the steaming hangover soup out the door.
Living close can be convenient, but also a hassle.
Fang Weiguo lowered his head to sip the soup, content.
"Decades, and for the first ti I realize you’re so good at acting. Driving a truck before was really beneath you."
Pan Hui sat down beside him.
"I did say, it’s just..."
Pan Hui interrupted Fang Weiguo’s explanation, "Our daughter’s gone, still acting with ? What’s your real thought?"
"What thought?"
"Jiang already has a girlfriend. Are you thinking of letting your daughter beco the other woman?"
Fang Weiguo frowned, "What kind of talk is that! What ’other woman’, dating isn’t marriage, who’s to say they won’t break up later."
Saying this, he switched tones, eyeing his wife, "And what’s your purpose in making Jiang record for you?"
Wow!
Turns out pretending to sleep in the car was just an act!
"I just... wanted to have a fallback."
"Fallback? What kind of fallback?"
"What kind of fallback, you ask?"
Pan Hui said, "That girl Qing Qing, clearly still hasn’t let go of Jiang, I’m really worried she might develop a ntal block because of it. You know your daughter’s personality, don’t you? If she ultimately decides on a no-marriage, no-kids path, what do we do then? We’d have no options. It’s the unexpected that hurts, if the unimaginable happens, tell , should I hold Jiang Chen accountable?"
"You should!"
Fang Weiguo nodded vehently.
Pan Hui was left speechless, then chuckled in mild exasperation.
"Shall we co up with a solution?"
She suggested.
"What kind of solution?"
"Quite a few people have subtly asked whether Qing Qing is still single, including our relatives from both sides. Isn’t it said the best way to forget soone is to et soone new..."
"Are you suggesting we arrange a match for our daughter?" Fang Weiguo summarized.
Pan Hui nodded.
Fang Weiguo laughed helplessly, "Sounds good, give it a shot, if you’re not afraid of her not wanting to stay in Sha City afterward."
Pan Hui frowned, "What do you an?"
"Do you think there’d be a shortage of outstanding n around her? They must be leagues above our social circle. Even successful figures she’s not interested in, would she be into soone introduced by you? You’re a woman too, tell if you encountered soone like Jiang with such a profound emotional bond, would any other man attract you?"
"But she likes Jiang not because of his excellence."
Pan Hui retorted.
"You’re right."
Fang Weiguo nodded, holding the hangover soup and lanting, "That’s the issue. She likes Jiang not because of Jiang’s success now. But think about it, even when Jiang had nothing, in her heart he was worth more than anyone else, and now that Jiang is shining so brightly, who could compare? Stars in the sky are nurous and dazzling, but cannot face the sun.
Fang Weiguo gazed at the door, speaking softly, "Only, in life, many people haven’t encountered their sun, so they have many choices. And those who encounter the sun, their choices collapse dramatically, if unwilling to deceive themselves, might even have no choice."
Pan Hui felt a bit dazed, couldn’t help but ask, "Where did you read this stuff?"
"Online, duh. Always popping up, today’s big data is really powerful, feels like our lives are being monitored. But I find it quite reasonable."
"Then what is Qing Qing, to Jiang Chen?"
Pan Hui couldn’t help but ask.
Fang Weiguo lowered his head sipping the soup.
"You saw his behavior tonight too. What do you think?"
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