novelraw Chapter 710 - 684: One Act After Another
Chapter 710 - 684: One Act After Another
Zhu Dexi laughed, "You’re still the same, not even a bit refined."
But every word he said resonated with Zhu Dexi, especially the word ’brother,’ which made Zhu Dexi feel like crying.
Usually, he was accustomed to banter with Yu Minglang, but today Zhu Dexi didn’t want to bicker with him. Before Yu Minglang could make a jab, Zhu Dexi looked at Yu Minglang’s bookshelf with full emotion.
It was special because there was nothing placed on it.
"This is where you keep space for your work’s honors, right?" Zhu Dexi understood Yu Minglang because if he hadn’t left, if he could still be Yu Minglang’s partner, he would have done the same.
"One day, it will be filled with my company’s honors," Yu Minglang said domineeringly, confident his company would rise to a higher level.
"It will, I believe in you, you can do it."
"I’m a little unused to you not bickering with me."
"Can’t keep it up anymore. We’ve been at it for so many years, it’s time to calm down. One, I’m leaving, but do your best because you’re not just a legend to tell; you’re the one that will never fade in my heart."
"That’s so damn cheesy..." Yu Minglang muttered, as Zhu Dexi waved goodbye to him.
"No goodbye, I’ll be back in a few days anyway. I’ll be visiting with my family for dinner at your place, plenty of chances to meet later."
But Zhu Dexi knew that even if there were many chances to interact with Yu Minglang and his wife later, he would no longer be Yu Minglang’s employee or partner. He would be starting anew as the husband of a businesswoman.
As he left, Zhu Dexi heard Yu Minglang, who had never shown him a good face all these years, formally say goodbye.
"Friend, come back often."
Zhu Dexi barely audibly responded with a ’hm,’ not daring to look back, fearing that Yu Minglang would see his tears.
Goodbye, one.
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Qian’s meal was surging with undercurrents, as scene after scene unfolded.
Whether facing off with Mai or confronting Liumei’s boyfriend’s eccentric family, Qian was intellectually on point, handling everything without disarray.
After singing a double act with her friend to intentionally leak Yu Minglang’s phone number to Mai, Mai hadn’t returned for a while.
Perhaps he went to get a phone or was calming his nerves with a cigarette.
The meal was over, but Qian wasn’t in a hurry to leave.
She ordered a pot of tea and drank it with her friend, listening to the voices of the eccentric family from next door.
Despite being verbally blocked by Qian at the bathroom door, the family didn’t learn their lesson. They returned and spoke even louder, seemingly intending Qian to hear them.
The main theme was glorifying the son, mentioning his success and capabilities, seemingly to wash away the shame Qian had poured on them for not being able to afford a house.
After praising the son for a while and seeing no response from Qian, they stopped boasting about him and shifted the topic to the son’s future wife.
The whole family picked faults, criticizing the girl as worthless, with one central point: their son was too good to marry such a person.
Her friend sighed helplessly.
"This seems worse than Mai."
Although Mai wanted to take advantage of her family’s wealth, at least he pretended to be sincere, approached her disguised as a bodyguard, and took a deep emotional route when exposed. If Qian didn’t interrupt, Mai would deeply declare to the friend that ever since meeting her, he yearned for her, willing to give up status just to become a bodyguard—all because of love—her money!
This family skipped even the feigned sincerity step, while they eyed Liumei’s house, they despised her. It was unbearable for her friend to watch.
"Qian’er, from a psychological perspective, what’s the mindset here?"
"Men who leech off women and their families never appreciate what the woman brings. Instead, they think it’s the woman’s fault for fawning over them, believing it’s all due to the man’s charm and ability. Applying a normal person’s thinking to some selfish people usually results in two outcomes: 1. Disgust, 2. Lack of understanding as to why such people exist in the world. So, congratulations, you’re still a normal person."
Hateful people won’t disappear just because you hate them. You’ll encounter countless annoying ones in life, and that’s just how life is.
This eccentric family mainly revolved around who the house belonged to, asking the girl’s family to buy a car, and looking down on the girl—three points of discussion. The girl they were criticizing hadn’t appeared yet, so the topic shifted again.
"Xiaoqing, make sure to find someone with a car and house in the future. Don’t be like your brother and this girl, wanting to marry but having to pander with a house and car." The middle-aged woman said.
Distinguishing so clearly between the daughter-in-law and their own daughter, seeing other people’s daughters as fools while only their own is smart, her friend couldn’t help admiring Qian’s insight into human nature. It was just as Qian said, she foresaw it all like a prophet!
Qian sipped her tea, with a barely noticeable sneer on her lips.
It’s not that she predicted everything, but her work exposed her to all sorts of people, never lacking in these types.
Not everyone has a grateful heart; more common are those who take what they have and then complain from behind.
"How late is it? Why hasn’t she come yet? Xiaoqing, go out and call to see where she died!" The middle-aged woman was full, angrier when seeing the girl still hadn’t arrived.
Did they expect her family to foot the bill? This was too inconsiderate; not picking up the future mother-in-law from the train station on the first day was one thing, but taking so long even to pay?
"My phone’s out of battery."
The puffy-eyed woman named Xiaoqing stood up, intending to go out to make the call, and as she passed Qian’s table, ever-waiting Qian stood up and handed her a phone.
"Use mine to call."
Puffy-eyed Xiaoqing was momentarily stunned but immediately accepted it.
Nothing’s free; if it’s free, why not use it? Even if it meant using and not showing gratitude, puffed-eye Xiaoqing assumed Qian felt guilty for contradicting them earlier and was offering compensation—that was their real thought process.
Xiaoqing took out the address book and pressed a few numbers, Liumei’s name and photo instantly appearing on the display.
Xiaoqing saw it was different from her own blue screen and thought, is this high-tech video calling? How can the name and photo pop up just after entering the number?
The call quickly connected.
"Sis, I’m outside now, what’s up?" Liumei’s voice came through the receiver.
"Who are you calling? This is Xiaoqing."
"Xiaoqing?!" Liumei was surprised; how did her sister-in-law’s phone end up in Xiaoqing’s hands?
"My mom’s asking when you’ll get here, we’ve been waiting a long time!"
"I’m on my way, how did my sister-in-law’s phone end up with you?"
"Sister-in-law...?" Puffy-eyed Xiaoqing was confused.
Qian waved at her, "Hello, I’m Liumei’s sister-in-law, or as you called me, the one with no achievements, who needs to pander to get married, and whose family is blessed if your brother marries me—a tomboy who grew up around men, supposedly impure, Yu Liumei."
The entire table was petrified.