SEVEN YEARS WITHOUT YOU
(A Standoff Between Money and Power (1)
"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."
"Not bad," Qin Chu said, his eyes smiling.
"Are you still at work?"
"Yeah, I have a meeting later."
"Why did you transform into a workaholic the minute I left home? Don't you know to go home early and get some rest?"
"Even if I go home, I'll still be alone." Qin Chu's answer was short and to the point.
He sounded like a poor little housewife who was wronged.
His tone was full of sorrow...
"Ahem… don't worry, I'll be home soon."
"I miss you," Qin Chu said as he stared at Huo Mian through the phone.
She had on a lilac sleep dress with a mickey mouse on it; she looked adorable.
Upon hearing what Qin Chu suddenly said, Huo Mian's cheeks felt a little feverish.
"Isn't there anything you want to say to me?" Qin Chu was obviously unhappy.
His dopey wife made no reactions after he told her he missed her, seriously?
"I kinda miss you too."
"Just kind of?" Mr. Qin objected once more.
"Hm… a lot. I miss you sooooo much, I miss you to death. Does that make you happier?"
"That's much better."
"Hold your phone away from you, it's too close to your face right now."
"Why? Did you get sick of looking at my face for so long?" Huo Mian laughed.
"A little further."
Upon hearing Qin Chu's request, Huo Mian had no choice but to increase the distance between herself and her phone.
She tried her best to fit her entire body on the screen…
"Pull down your collar," Qin Chu said in all seriousness.
Huo Mian, "…"
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