Chen Xiaoqian looked at Yu Minglang with a blank expression. If anyone ever told her again that Yu Minglang was not a talkative person, she’d twist their head off.
Who exactly was this man speaking fluently with her mom, occasionally setting traps for Jia Xiufang to fall into, and chatting away?
Was he really the man who hesitated to confess his feelings to her and only knew to give carnations?
Maybe Yu Minglang had a twin brother?
Otherwise, how could one person show such diversity?
"Minglang, who else is in your family?" asked Jia Xiufang, already caught up in Yu Minglang’s words, upgrading him from a big boss to simply Minglang.
Yu Minglang sat upright. "My grandparents are still around, living in retirent back ho. My parents are in the city. My father was a businessman but has retired due to health reasons, leaving the company to and my brother. We handle different companies, under two groups, without interference from each other. My mother works in a hospital. I have two brothers and an older sister who’s my twin."
"Ah... so many people." Jia Xiufang was startled. It seed like a big family.
Would the family relations be especially complicated, like Chen Lin’s siblings, who are all a handful?
"Auntie, rest assured, my parents are very nice people. They basically don’t interfere with our personal matters. Everyone is busy with their own stuff, and we usually aren’t together except during the New Year. They are all good people. Qian won’t be wronged."
While answering, Yu Minglang also made a simple assessnt in his mind.
His brothers wouldn’t ddle in won’s affairs; the sister-in-law, being older, would give way to Qian; his sister was a bit of a fool and wouldn’t outsmart Qian; the second sister-in-law’s personality was hard to describe but not very bright, so he wasn’t worried about Qian suffering.
"I see... are all of your family mbers in business?" Jia Xiufang’s view of businessn was that they were wealthy, mostly colored by TV dramas about family rivalries.
"Only my eldest brother and I are. My second brother and sister have their own things to do. My father had a military background early on, so he taught us to be righteous. Our family places great emphasis on unity and harmony, not much different from ordinary families."
Qian ntally spat at Yu Minglang’s nonsense and felt he was in top form.
He called his family ordinary?
Ordinary parents? Yu Minglang never ntioned his father sotis appeared on the news, only using ’ordinary family’ instead. So humble.
"Is your family wealthy?" Chen Zilong asked, concerned with this question.
Qian glared at him, picked up so food, and stuffed it into his mouth. So talkative!
"The family is just slightly affluent. I didn’t take over the family business at my old job. I’m just starting to learn after returning, a bit weaker than my brother, but supporting the family isn’t a problem," Yu Minglang said modestly.
But Jia Xiufang heard it; this family is not ordinary.
Yu Minglang is low-key, driving a modest Cherokee because he likes it personally.
Jia Xiufang didn’t know the value of the branded clothes Yu Minglang wore or that his tie clip was platinum, and his cuff links were diamond. But she guessed he definitely had so background.
Is her family reaching too high with their current condition?
"Auntie, my parents know about Qian. They are delighted and just hope that when things stabilize, I can bring Qian ho—"
"When did this happen!" Qian nearly choked on the braised lion’s head atball.
"Last ti, Auntie, you t my sister-in-law, the doctor, during a check-up. She really likes you and went ho to tell my parents," Yu Minglang said, patting Qian’s back and handing her water.
Qian: °△°|||...
So last ti, she playfully went up to them? Right into their trap?! But how could his sister-in-law recognize her without having t?
"Ah, that doctor is your sister-in-law? She’s indeed a good person," Jia Xiufang recalled the excessively kind female doctor vividly.
"Yes, my sister-in-law wanted to talk to you directly but worried it might surprise you. So, she didn’t. Next ti, you should find her while getting a check-up. She’ll definitely take good care of you."
Qian suddenly had the feeling that Yu Minglang had family mbers all over the city.
Wherever she went, she seed to encounter his friends and relatives.
Buying an appliance? His childhood friend.
Going to the hospital? t his sister-in-law...
Jia Xiufang wasn’t worldly, and Yu Minglang, though seemingly gentle, could disarm her planned objections in their cradle.
Qian scorned Yu Minglang’s on-and-off emotional intelligence, feeling that his combat power was through the roof at the mont.
As Yu Minglang picked food for Qian, he chatted with Jia Xiufang about business, work stress, and other routine topics.
Jia Xiufang got caught up again. They ate more than half, and still hadn’t addressed the serious topic.
As the al was about to end, Yu Minglang changed the subject, "Auntie, Qian is still young and needs to study."
Jia Xiufang nodded eagerly, yes, yes, yes, that was her thought exactly!
Even Qian stopped eating to watch Yu Minglang, who calmly continued.
"So I’ll tutor her, ensuring her studies aren’t interrupted. My career is just starting while she’s at school. We’ll support each other and grow together."
"Cough, cough!" Qian choked again.
Really can’t listen to him while eating next ti.
Too much BS!
Talking about progressing together, what’s he doing?
Giving a performance review?
As Qian choked, Yu Minglang patted her, handed her a drink, all the while gently advising her.
"Don’t eat so fast."
For crying out loud! Isn’t his shalessness why she chokes? Qian glared at him, and Yu Minglang wasn’t angry, instead smiling warmly at Qian. She looked so pretty.
Jia Xiufang felt even her final reason to object was stifled by Yu Minglang.
"Well, my daughter is quite good in her studies..." Right? Doesn’t need your tutoring, does she? And dating won’t affect her studies?
"I’m okay too. With around, Qian won’t have any problem getting a full scholarship." Yu Minglang bead.
"Without you, I won’t get it? Stop pretending. Move over; you’re blocking my food!" Qian pushed him, and he turned the dish she wanted towards her.
Seeing her daughter speak up, Jia Xiufang realized that objecting seed futile, but there was a lingering worry.
Will this boss truly not bully her daughter?
"Yu Minglang, are you stupid? You turned it around, then back again, and went over it! Can you pick food properly, or were those big eyes just for show?"
Qian’s sharp words made Jia Xiufang take a deep breath, imdiately checking Yu Minglang’s expression, realizing he wasn’t angry, even pleased, making her feel at ease.
When Qian scolded him, Yu Minglang wasn’t upset. Instead, he secretly enjoyed it.
This girl he fancied had a good heart, seemingly helping him out.
Yes, this girl deserved his lifeti of kindness, just judging by this al, it’s settled.
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