Mr. Yu’s newly launched residential complex in Lishi is a mid-rise building, located in a school district with great geographical position and convenient transportation. Despite the high opening price, there was still a long queue. The launch ceremony featured not only spectacular performances but also raffles and a high-end seafood buffet, creating a very lively atmosphere.
Mrs. Ma hit a snag with Fugui, and Ma Lv couldn’t extract a single bit of valuable information from Qian’s lips.
Qian led him along in circles, not revealing a single bit of valuable information, but instead threw a smokescreen, making him realize that Qian’s lover had a very deep relationship with Mr. Yu, leaving him with no straightforward answers.
Qian teased him just enough, and Ma Lv felt like there was a golden opportunity just before his eyes, but he was just a tiny bit short of grasping it...
The furthest distance in the world is not the absence of an opportunity, but having a glowing opportunity right in front of you, yet being just a tiny bit short of reaching it.
If Qian’s teasing of Ma Lv was intentional, then Liui’s ntion of a Jeep Cherokee unintentionally teased Mrs. Ma.
As a result, while viewing the real estate, all Ma Lv could think about was how he could connect with Mr. Yu. If he could work at the Yu Family, wouldn’t becoming a CEO and marrying a rich, beautiful woman be around the corner?
Liui was actually quite nice, but she was a bit too tall and wouldn’t cling to him. If he didn’t call her, she wouldn’t take the initiative to call him. However, Ma Lv had confidence in himself. He believed that retreating to advance was the best strategy for pursuing a girl, and hadn’t Liui been won over by him?
Mrs. Ma was constantly pondering how many sets of houses one Jeep Cherokee was equivalent to, how she and her husband should choose the right floors, what excuse to use to coax Liui into buying a house, and what excuse to use to persuade Liui to put the house under her husband’s na.
While looking at the real estate models, Mrs. Ma would occasionally glance at Ma Lv. Her son walked ahead with a cool deanor, not caring for Liui, who was wearing high heels. Fugui noticed Liui’s high heels, slowed his pace, and walked alongside her. Mrs. Ma was very pleased with her son’s performance.
One cannot treat a daughter-in-law too well, especially when the woman’s family has the major share in buying the house. If one leans in too much, their words lose weight. To Mrs. Ma, if a man can’t speak with authority at ho, it’s truly the greatest misfortune and a family’s disgrace.
anwhile, Qian was observing everyone’s expressions and casually enjoying the show from the periphery.
The human heart is a fascinating entity. So people view the world through their own perspective and stubbornly believe it ought to be that way, along with a peculiar self-confidence that they have the world under control.
Mr. Yu’s call ca through.
"Qian, where are you?"
"I’m at the exhibition hall, Mr. Yu."
"Co up; there are too many people downstairs." Mr. Yu had sothing to discuss with Qian.
"I’ll be up in a bit," Qian replied to Mr. Yu.
"Sothing up?"
"Oh, just watching the show. Liui’s legendary boyfriend is here, truly an eye-opener for one’s values."
Within five minutes, the charismatic and dignified Mr. Yu appeared in the hall. Spotting the big boss, the sales manager rushed over. Mr. Yu subtly gestured for him to keep it low-key, scanned the room with his eyes, and spotted Qian at once.
Mr. Yu quickly approached, and Qian bet he ca to watch the gossip.
"Where’s the person?" was Mr. Yu’s first question upon seeing Qian.
Qian gestured ahead, and Mr. Yu looked over, nodding contentedly.
"Well, at least he knows to carry the bag, which shows so service awareness, not as shocking as Uncle said."
"Mr. Yu, take a good look, who is that?" Qian hinted.
Mr. Yu stared intently, and he saw a man next to Liui, carrying her bag with gentlemanly grace, even taking out a cup from it and thoughtfully unscrewing the lid for her. Shouldn’t the boyfriend be doing these things?
Upon Qian’s hint, Mr. Yu took a closer look—
"Isn’t that Brother Fugui?"
Liao Fugui was Mrs. Yu’s top choice for a son-in-law, so much so that she once tried to match Fugui with Yu, but there was no chemistry; they beca friends after one al.
"Your Fugui is with my Liui. Where’s Liui’s legendary boyfriend?" Mr. Yu thought Fugui and Liui seed like a pair, as Liao Fugui’s manner was overwhelmingly attentive.
"There, the very aloof man," Qian pointed to the aloof man walking ahead, and Mr. Yu was silent for a few seconds before sighing.
"The car Uncle bought was not in vain; it’s ti to break up."
What exactly did Liui see in him, this man lost in the crowd without any distinguishing features?
Aside from a temper superior to others, he couldn’t see what was impressive about him at all.
Just looking at how he only cared for himself without considering Liui was enough for Mr. Yu to disapprove.
Not to ntion this man who had nothing but cheap pride, even soone as wealthy as Mr. Yu or a bigwig like Mr. Yu would always try to take care of their wives when going out. A man’s dignity isn’t demonstrated by trampling on won.
"Qian’er, is your Brother Fugui still single? I think you’re due for a car change." Mr. Yu hinted subtly, and Qian smiled subtly too.
Both being shrewd, Mr. Yu and Qian had already realized many issues in these few minutes without even witnessing the virtue of Ma Lv’s parents. Yet, seeing Ma Lv’s attitude of neglecting his girlfriend, Mr. Yu was already quite displeased.
After a while of house-viewing, Ma Lv and his parents seed to finally rember Liui, turned around to see Liui was far away, watching a house with Fugui. He shouted impatiently at Liui, his face full of annoyance, an expression that would make one want to punch.
Mr. Yu felt lucky to be there himself. If it had been their short-tempered Yu Laomao, he might have rushed up and kicked him directly.
The daughters of the Yu Family were not to be treated as pets to be beckoned.
Ma Lv with impatience gestured to Liui to co over, and his attitude was noticed by Qian and Mr. Yu, leaving them with an utterly negative impression.
Liui seed ready to head over, but Fugui next to her suddenly found his courage, grabbed Liui’s arm, turned to block Ma Lv’s glare, and pulled Liui away to continue looking at the house.
Qian almost burst into laughter. Her stepbrother, usually mild-mannered, still had so backbone. It seed she didn’t need to worry about Liui’s affair.
"Mr. Yu, didn’t you say you had sothing to discuss with ? Let’s find a place to talk," said Qian.
"Not watching the show anymore?" Mr. Yu asked.
"Don’t underestimate my stepbrother’s fighting spirit. Dealing with lunatics is no pressure for him. He deals with those bad people daily, seeing so many ntally disturbed individuals. Half of the people he encounters are genuinely disturbed, and the other half are pretending to be dangerously wicked. If he didn’t have strong self-control, he’d have gone mad long ago. That he hasn’t had his worldview shattered or beco ntally twisted proves he has a strong constitution."
"...Are you praising or mocking him?"
"Praising, definitely praising. Mr. Yu, didn’t you say you had sothing to discuss? Let’s go."
Qian initially thought Mr. Yu would, as usual, assign her so analytical work on competitors, but little did she expect that Mr. Yu had sothing quite extraordinary lined up for her this ti, sothing that even caught Yu Minglang’s leader’s attention, but that’s a story for another ti.
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