mijobooks Chapter 20 Impossible, absolutely impossible
Chapter 20 Impossible, absolutely impossible
Chapter 20 Impossible, absolutely impossible
After finishing her business, Yu Huan went home and rested for a while.
It's approaching evening.
The sun hung in the sky, warm and gentle, and began to slowly slant below the horizon. Sunlight pierced through the sparse clouds, turning the glass curtain wall of the Lianhe Zaobao building golden.
Yu Huan, who was just arriving at work on time, was suddenly stopped by Zhao Yuan in front of the building.
"I heard Yuting left with you yesterday?"
Initially.
Yu Huan saw him waving his hands incessantly, his expression unusually agitated.
Because Khalil Fong's "Three's Trip" was playing on repeat in my headphones, I couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.
So, looking completely bewildered, he took off the hood of his hoodie and removed the wired earphone on the right side.
As he smoothed the stray hairs from his forehead, he asked curiously, "Yuan'er, what did you just say?"
"Yu Huan, I heard that Yu Ting left with you yesterday?"
"Yes." Yu Huan nodded, feeling somewhat bewildered.
Zhao Yuan's eyes flickered: "What did she say to you?"
"They didn't say anything!"
"Hey! You guys really didn't talk about anything?"
"boring."
Yu Huan ignored him and turned to leave.
But he suddenly grabbed her arm.
Hear the words.
Yu Huan simply tucked his crutch under his arm, took out a packet of coarse grains from his trouser pocket with his left hand, and checked the time on the screen.
Three fifty-seven.
I'll be late in three minutes.
I got annoyed by the constant questioning.
Yu Huan shook off Zhao Yuan's hand and simply said, "We didn't talk about anything. She just wanted to kiss me."
Shrimp and pork heart!
It's like shrimp and pork heart!
These words struck Zhao Yuan like a bolt from the blue, causing his blood pressure to spike, accompanied by tinnitus and a buzzing in his head.
He felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and his whole body trembled.
He was immediately stunned, his lips moving slightly: "Kiss...kiss?"
In his mind.
If she wanted to kiss, then those two people definitely kissed.
We should do it when he's drunk and has blacked out.
How is this any different from being assaulted in front of one's husband while drunk?
"Impossible!" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but imagine the vivid scene: Yu Huan on Fang Yuting's face, like a pig gnawing on cabbage.
The more I think about it, the worse it feels.
His face turned green, veins bulging in his neck, and he waved his hand, shouting, "Absolutely impossible!"
See this.
Yu Huan simply shook her head speechlessly.
What a jerk!
He even treated Fang Yuting as his own possession.
That's just wishful thinking on my part.
They don't even care about you, you sycophant!
"One stays, two feel guilty, three go on a trip~"
Yu Huan hummed a song along with the melody she heard in her left ear, then turned and walked past Yuan'er, who was standing there dumbfounded.
Push open the glass door and take the elevator straight up to the third-floor editorial department.
After sitting at his desk for a while, Lao Lin suddenly strolled over and looked at him with a serious expression: "Xiao Yu, come to my office."
"Okay, Director Lin," Yu Huan replied quickly.
Old Lin slowed his pace so that Yu Huan, the patient, could follow closely behind him.
The two didn't seem to mind at all, appearing quite close.
Everyone knows that Yu Huan was fearless in the face of danger and pushed Director Lin away from the wheels of the car, for which he was commended for his bravery. No one was surprised by this scene.
Some gossipy people even spread rumors behind the scenes, saying that Yu Huan had gotten incredibly lucky and would soon be promoted ahead of schedule. However, what they absolutely didn't expect was that Director Lin had become Yu Huan's father-in-law—
When the door to the director's office was pushed open, Yu Huan saw a middle-aged woman sitting behind Lao Lin's desk.
Wearing a red woolen coat, her curly hair flowed over her shoulders, and her slightly upturned eyes gave her a smiling look.
If it's not her mother-in-law, then who else could it be?
"You know what to shout, right?" Old Lin teased him as he closed the door.
"Xiao Yu!" His mother-in-law greeted him as well.
amount.
Yu Huan was thinking about Lin Yourong's seven million.
Hesitantly, he called out, "Mom..."
Hearing this address, and looking at the son-in-law wearing a hoodie with messy hair falling over his forehead,
His vibrant energy and youthful spirit made the mother-in-law's smile even brighter.
He waved hurriedly, "Xiao Yu, come here quickly!"
"Oh."
Yu Huan walked to the desk and, following his mother-in-law's gesture, examined the surface.
A desk lamp stood on the corner of the table, several piles of books were placed on one side, a stack of newspapers was folded up, and a pen holder was crammed full.
In the center is a 19-inch monitor, and in the empty space next to the monitor is a four-compartment lunchbox.
Overall, Lao Lin's desk was messy yet organized.
"This is the dinner I brought for you!" The mother-in-law beamed.
Looking at her beaming smile, Old Lin shook his head and sat down by the window at the tea table to boil water.
Yu Huan had long ago read the guides and studied how to easily win over his mother-in-law and maintain a good relationship with her.
Most importantly, you must have a sweet tongue.
He quickly sat down and said, "Thank you, Mom!"
"Since you're calling me Mom, don't be so formal with me," the mother-in-law said with a beaming smile.
He moved the lunchbox in front of him, lifted the lid, and steam rose from it, releasing an enticing aroma.
A little identification:
The meal consisted of two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, including stir-fried beef with yellow peppers, salt and pepper shrimp, and stir-fried cabbage sprouts. It looked delicious and appetizing.
“I noticed you really liked the stir-fried beef with yellow peppers last time, so I made you another serving.”
"Mmm! This dish is perfect with rice!" Yu Huan brought her nose close, took a deep sniff, and exclaimed, "It smells so much better than the food in the cafeteria!"
"That's right, it's cooked in a small pot, it tastes better than cooking in a big pot," Old Lin added.
His mother-in-law urged him hurriedly, "Xiao Yu, hurry up and start eating, or it will get cold and won't taste good."
"Okay, Mom."
Yu Huan naturally accepted the order respectfully, since he had only eaten a few bites at noon and his stomach was already empty.
He lowered his head and ate his food.
The mother-in-law smiled and suddenly said, "Don't let Yourong's career in the entertainment industry fool you. She sings on stage and appears in public. I know my daughter best. She is actually a very traditional girl."
Yu Huan had a mouthful of rice in her mouth and couldn't make a sound, so she could only nod repeatedly in agreement.
“I called her last night, and she said that she and you both liked each other at first sight. She said your father-in-law had also investigated you and was very confident in your character. So she decided to get the marriage certificate.” The mother-in-law glanced at Lao Lin, then looked away and whispered, “Actually, your father-in-law and I also fell in love at first sight.”
"is it?"
Yu Huan nodded and lowered her eyes.
Old Lin had mentioned this to him before.
His forehead was practically screaming: well-behaved.
"At that time, Yourong's maternal grandfather did not agree. It was 86, and your father-in-law and I were prepared to leave our posts and go to Guangzhou to sell cold noodles—"
Just then, Old Lin, who was sitting upright at the tea table with his ears perked up, suddenly coughed and said, "We've gone off on a tangent!"
"What's wrong with talking about this!" His mother-in-law gave him a reproachful look, then continued speaking to Yu Huan:
“When You Rong was young, she was pretty, so a lot of boys would chase after her, even into the yard. Her father used to keep her in check, going to the school to talk to the teachers and forbidding her from dating. But now that she's grown up, she doesn't date anymore, which makes your father-in-law and me extremely anxious.”
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan felt a deep sense of empathy.
Students are not allowed to date while in school, and then they are pressured to get married after graduation.
It's really, really hard!
(End of this chapter)