Chapter 783
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Huo Mien picked up a pen and drew a barbecue dish he wanted to eat as he replied, "No."
"Then you're awesome …"
"Don't be so greedy. God has already given me the best, why should I pay attention to things that don't belong to me?"
Then, Huo Mien handed her the menu. "I've already ordered, you can order whatever you want. But don't order too much, it'll be a waste."
Jiang Xiaowei truly liked a friend like Huo Mien …
The way he handled things made him feel much more comfortable in his heart …
Nowadays, a lot of girls relied on their good looks to keep multiple men in suspense.
However, this wasn't a good thing. Girls had to love themselves first.
Only then would others love them …
As the saying goes, the ones that are fought over are the ones that are on sale at the supermarket, while the ones with spare tires are the ones that are broken.
Truly outstanding girls didn't need spare tires or fights; one was enough.
Huo Mien was right, people shouldn't be greedy. God has already given you the best, what more could you ask for?
After Qin Chu received his wife's WeChat message, he wasn't in a hurry to get off work …
He worked overtime at the company until 6 PM. When he got off work, he received a call from his father.
Speaking of which, it was embarrassing. In order to stop his mother from getting drunk, his father went to Hawaii early and didn't attend GK's thirty-year anniversary celebration.
After all, his father single-handedly built this empire …
"Chu."
"Dad."
"How's the company?"
"Everything's good."
"How about T City?"
"They've completely changed their staff and made adjustments to their projects. Don't worry."
"Then don't overwork yourself … It's good to be young, but health is priceless."
"I know, Dad. How are Uncle and the others?"
"They're all good. I play basketball and drink coffee with them every day. Sometimes, we go hiking and rock climbing together. I feel like I'm a few years younger."
"That's good." Qin Chu nodded.
"Chu … how's your mother?"
As expected, they grew up together. Even if Lady Qin didn't look at him, Qin Yumin still missed her and couldn't stop thinking about her.
The older generation always liked to say one thing and mean another …
"I haven't been back recently."
"Chu, in fact, your mother is doing this for your own good. She's just a little extreme sometimes, but we can't lower ourselves to her level. After all, she's your mother …"
"I know."
"When I'm not at home, it's inevitable that she'll be lonely. It's good for you to go back and visit her occasionally. She's still holding a grudge against Huo Mien, so she asked Huo Mien to avoid meeting her. This way, it'll be good for everyone. We can talk about other things later."
"Yes."
"Alright, you can continue with your work."
His father's phone call was undoubtedly to ask him to go back and see his mother. After all, she lived alone in such a big villa.
Without her son and husband by her side, it was inevitable that she would be in a bad mood.
Huo Mien happened to go to have dinner with Jiang Xiaowei. Qin Chu directly drove back to the old house of the Qin family.
"Young Master is back."
When the maid saw Qin Chu, she immediately greeted him …
"Where's my mother?"
"She and Miss Song are upstairs. I'll call them down."
"Miss Song?" Qin Chu was a little confused.
The maid immediately ran upstairs. "Madam, Young Master is back."
Lady Qin walked downstairs … Song Yishi, who was wearing a dark blue dress, stood behind her.
"You're finally willing to come back?" Lady Qin seemed to be angry at her son.
"I just passed by a dessert shop and bought some of your favorite desserts." Qin Chu placed the box of desserts on the table.
"At least you have a conscience." Seeing that her son bought desserts for her, Lady Qin's attitude changed.
"Then you guys talk, I'm leaving."
"Wait … you just came back. We haven't eaten yet. Sit down and eat with Mom," Lady Qin said bossily.
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