harleyscars Chapter 58 You don't have to be so tactful if you want to add him on WeChat.
Chapter 58 You don't have to be so tactful if you want to add him on WeChat.
Knowing that he was meeting his parents this time, Meng Houchi's expression instantly became solemn.
Fu Qinglan and Fu Nanxing had already arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, waiting patiently for them.
Jiang Yan leaned over to Meng Houchi and said, "Let's go first."
Considering the identities of Jiang Yan and Fu Nanxing, Fu Qinglan communicated with the waiter and temporarily reserved a private room.
"I'm sorry, I was negligent." Meng Houchi realized that Jiang Yan was not a public figure when he chose his position. Meng Houchi apologized in shame.
Fu Qinglan smiled at Meng Houchi, and said: "The location you chose is also very good. It is next to the window and the scenery is very beautiful. It's just that there may be too many of us, and maybe a private room would be more suitable."
After hearing Fu Qinglan's words, the shame and embarrassment on Meng Houchi's face gradually disappeared. Meng Houchi glanced at Fu Qinglan gratefully, moved sideways to give way, and followed them after they went in first.
Fu Nanxing and Jiang Yan sat facing each other. Meng Houchi sat down next to Jiang Yan without thinking too much, and Fu Qinglan sat down beside Fu Nanxing calmly.
"Can I call you Houchi directly?" Fu Qinglan asked.
Meng Houchi said softly, "Yes."
"I should be older than you, you can just call me Sister Qinglan." Fu Qinglan said.
"Okay." Meng Houchi was infected by Fu Qinglan's natural and generous attitude, and his tense nerves relaxed.
"Jiang Yan is very good, you are very good at teaching children." Fu Qinglan glanced at Jiang Yan, and suddenly said, "I heard you called A Yu before?"
Does this count as a complete step into the process of meeting parents?
After all, it was Meng Houchi's first time, and he was not very familiar with the process, so he subconsciously looked at Jiang Yan and said, "Well, nickname."
After a while, Meng Houchi added belatedly: "Nan Xing is also very good, I'm glad to see Ah Yu can be with him..."
Jiang Yan coughed abruptly to interrupt Meng Houchi's words, and at the same time instantly attracted the attention of the people present.
Fu Nanxing didn't seem to be frightened by Meng Houchi's words at all. On the contrary, he was a little happy to hear and listen to Meng Houchi's speech carefully. Judging from the state, it seemed that he was going to applaud Meng Houchi's speech in the next second.
Seeing Jiang Yan abruptly interrupting Meng Houchi's words, Fu Nanxing took a sip of tea in disappointment, and looked up at Jiang Yan reproachfully.
Jiang Yan: "..."
"What's wrong?" Meng Houchi looked at Jiang Yan worriedly, "I also coughed a few times just now, did I catch a cold?"
Jiang Yan raised his teacup and took a sip to moisten his throat, waved his hands again and again and said, "It's okay, I'm choking."
Fu Qinglan said: "You still have to pay attention to your body, and Nan Xing is the same. I also know the working characteristics of the two of you. Turning day and night upside down will cause too much damage to your body."
"Understood, thank you, auntie." Jiang Yan responded, and then winked at Fu Nanxing cryptically.
Fu Nanxing understood Jiang Yan's meaning in an instant, stood up first and said softly, "Sorry, excuse me."
Jiang Yan also got up immediately, as if about to follow Fu Nanxing to leave.
Meng Houchi was a little baffled, reached out and grabbed Jiang Yan's sleeve, and asked, "Where are you going?"
"He needs to go to the bathroom." Jiang Yan pointed to Fu Nanxing, translated Fu Nanxing's elegant words straightforwardly, and then spoke nonsense in a serious manner, "I'm afraid he can't find the way, so I'll see him off."
Meng Houchi: "..."
If you reverse the object, I can barely trust you.
"That's it." Fu Qinglan glanced at Fu Nanxing reproachfully, and said, "How old are you, and you still need someone to accompany you to the bathroom, okay, go quickly."
Fu Nanxing: "..."
Jiang Yan: "Pfft."
Seeing that Fu Qinglan was cooperating with them, Jiang Yan and Fu Nanxing retreated immediately.
Meng Houchi watched the two leave, feeling a little strange in his heart.
Fu Qinglan looked at Meng Houchi tenderly, and said, "This is a rare opportunity, let's have a good chat while these two children are away."
"I just came back from abroad two days ago. Apart from meeting the students, I only met you and Jiang Yan. But it's strange to say that seeing you is as kind as I see the students."
"Meet the students?" Meng Houchi asked in surprise.
"Well, I didn't talk to you about the specific situation of our family." Fu Qinglan said softly, "I used to teach at B University, but because of my poor health, I quit my job two years ago and went abroad for two years. .”
Teaching at University B?
Meng Houchi's eyes closed twice quickly, and the hand holding the cup handle was tightened.
Fu Qinglan's eyes lingered on Meng Houchi's hand for a while, reached out to brush her forehead hair, and continued: "You should also know what Nan Xing said, she is an actor, Nan Xing also has a sister who is a travel blogger , is still filming abroad at the moment, and there is a little girl who is not very old and is still studying."
"Then..." Meng Houchi listened for a while, but found that he hadn't heard any introduction about Fu Nanxing's father.
Seemingly guessing Meng Houchi's doubts, Fu Qinglan smiled and said unabashedly: "Nan Xing's father passed away not long after Nan Ting was born."
Meng Houchi raised his eyes to look at Fu Qinglan in surprise, and said falteringly: "Then, then you..."
"It was really difficult at the beginning, and the three children put me under a lot of pressure, but I just got through it." Fu Qinglan said calmly, "I did a lot of work at that time, taking care of my family and work at the same time. The accumulation has reached the extreme, and it almost collapsed. At that time, my younger brother couldn't see it, and he asked me to help me several times, but I rejected them all. Now that I think about it, it must be because of my pride."
"However, I really don't regret my original choice now, and I am very happy and fortunate that I decided to get through those hurdles on my own."
What Fu Qinglan said was simple and easy, as if these difficulties in the past were not worth mentioning in her heart, but Meng Houchi knew that it was definitely not as easy as Fu Qinglan said.
Meng Houchi was silent for a long time before speaking: "You...you are excellent."
Fu Qinglan laughed lightly and said, "You are also excellent, every girl is excellent."
Meng Houchi's eyes flickered slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and his heart tightened suddenly.
Girl.
Meng Houchi seldom heard this word.
"Your life is still very long, it must be full of roses and full of sunshine, you don't have to rely on others, you can live well by yourself." Fu Qinglan said, "What's more, there is Jiang Yan behind you .”
Meng Houchi was stunned.
"Well, more than that." Fu Qinglan rested her elbows on the table and looked at Meng Houchi with a smile, "And Nan Xing and I, aren't they considered in-laws now?"
"Pfft." Meng Houchi couldn't help laughing, his smile was no longer restrained and suppressed as before, but more like the sky with the sun piercing through the dark clouds, bright and open, "Indeed, we should be called in-laws now."
Although I don't know when Jiang Yan was with Fu Nanxing, but as long as Jiang Yan is happy by Fu Nanxing's side, Meng Houchi can accept everything.
"Why have these two children gone for so long, let's go out and have a look?" Fu Qinglan asked.
"Okay." Meng Houchi responded and stood up following Fu Qinglan.
Fu Qinglan and Meng Houchi walked around the restaurant side by side for a few times before finally finding their figures in the corner.
Jiang Yan and Fu Nanxing were well dressed, and equipped with hats, sunglasses and other equipment, not a trace of skin or hair was exposed.
The two stood in the corner, looking up at the TV screen in the center of the restaurant.
His expression was very focused, and he didn't even cast a glimmer of light on his surroundings.
Fu Qinglan and Meng Houchi looked at each other suspiciously, and then followed their eyes to the TV screen curiously.
What caught my eye was a familiar braised egg head.
Fu Qinglan: "..."
Meng Houchi: "..."
It was only after the two approached that they heard Jiang Yan and Fu Nanxing still discussing in a low voice.
"I guess she picked number eight."
"NO.14, absolutely NO.14."
"Whoever loses pays the bill?"
"Okay, you're doomed."
......
Fu Qinglan coughed heavily, attracting their attention.
Jiang Yan blinked in panic. Seeing that the two parents had come out, she touched the tip of her nose in embarrassment, "Why did you come out?"
Fu Nanxing's expression was calm, and he took his eyes off the TV without haste, and turned his head to look at the two parents quietly, without any sense of shame of being caught.
"Aren't you two going to the bathroom?" Fu Qinglan crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows slightly.
Meng Houchi looked at Jiang Yan questioningly, sighed annoyedly, and said solemnly: "I know it's unreliable to ask you to lead the way."
Jiang Yan: "..."
Fu Nanxing almost couldn't control the corners of her upturned lips.
Fu Nanxing pressed her fist to her lips, and said, "No, I just took a look on the way back to the box."
"Then your look is quite long-lasting." Fu Qinglan complained, "Let's go, go in, the dishes are all ready, it will be cold later."
Fu Qinglan held Meng Houchi's arm affectionately, and wanted to pull Meng Houchi to go first.
Jiang Yan pursed her lips, exchanged glances with Fu Nanxing, and said hesitantly, "Well, you go in first."
"What's the matter? Do you still have something to do?" Fu Qinglan asked.
Jiang Yan smiled embarrassedly, pointed to the TV, and said tactfully: "It's about who pays the bill, let us watch it."
Fu Qinglan: "..."
Now I know how these two got together.
After all, the interests and hobbies are the same.
Fu Qinglan rolled her eyes regardless of her image, and pulled Meng Houchi back to the box first.
Not long after, Jiang Yan and Fu Nanxing returned to the box. After taking off their equipment, Meng Houchi and Fu Qinglan could see clearly Jiang Yan's breezy face and Fu Nanxing's normal expression.
Fu Qinglan knew at a glance that Fu Nanxing was probably paying the bill.
Jiang Yan glanced at Fu Nanxing quite proudly.
Sure enough, Fu Nanxing had never guessed correctly.
Fu Nanxing seemed to be very fond of Jiang Yan's eyes, his sharp eyebrows softened, and his ink-stained eyes were full of doting.
Fu Qinglan looked back at Fu Nanxing, lamenting that this son is really useless.
The meal was very harmonious, and several people talked and laughed at Yan Yan. Although the initial purpose was not to meet the parents, the final atmosphere was infinitely close to meeting the parents.
Meng Houchi had to go home first, Jiang Yan wanted to send her back, but was stopped by Meng Houchi.
Fu Qinglan and Meng Houchi seemed to hit it off right away. After eating a meal, their relationship with Meng Houchi improved by leaps and bounds. Now she was more active than Jiang Yan, and sent Meng Houchi all the way to the door of the restaurant.
Jiang Yan and Fu Nanxing witnessed the two adding WeChat to each other affectionately.
Meng Houchi greeted the two of them again before turning around and leaving.
After watching Meng Houchi leave, Fu Qinglan entered the restaurant again and stood with Jiang Yan and Fu Nanxing.
Fu Qinglan rolled her eyes, clapped her hands suddenly as if she suddenly remembered something, and said, "Oh, I forgot to ask for Houchi's contact information."
Jiang Yan: "?"
If he wasn't blind just now, you two should have added WeChat.
Jiang Yan was a little puzzled.
Fu Nanxing seemed to know Fu Qinglan's intentions, and looked at her helplessly, then looked away as if nothing had happened.
"Xiaoyan, otherwise, Auntie added you a WeChat, and you can push your mother's WeChat to me." Fu Qinglan immediately took out her phone from her bag.
Jiang Yan: "..."
You don't have to be so tactful if you want to add him on WeChat.
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