When I got home, my mother actually cooked for me and told me with a smile that there was a mysterious guest tonight and asked me to go into the room and wash up. I didn't expose her.
I came out wearing a plain white dress. My mother looked me up and down, frowned, and said, "This is not a good outfit." Then she pulled me upstairs, found a pink lace knee-length skirt in the cloakroom, tried it on me, and asked me to change into it.
But I don't think it makes any difference which clothes I wear. I am just me, an ordinary young girl Zhao Qinqin. My mother stood in the room and watched me change clothes, murmuring, "You never know how beautiful you are."
There were no boys lining up to chase me. I just had a simple relationship. And even that guy didn't want me... If I were a beautiful girl, life would not be like this. I thought to myself while silently following my mother's instructions. She was in a rare good mood today, and I shouldn't spoil her mood. I walked downstairs and suddenly found that the house was brand new today. There was a floral tablecloth on the coffee table, and a crystal vase that was usually empty was filled with dried flowers. The purple-gray curtains were drawn high, and the setting sun shone in obliquely, setting the furnishings in the room with gold edges, like a movie set. Li Shuming was her VIP, and I thought it was funny, and smiled to myself.
Li Shuming arrived at the right time, dressed appropriately, with a face that looked uniquely elegant, even noble, and modest. He brought valuable fruits and a large bouquet of flowers, not roses, not lilies, not flowers with special ambiguous meanings, but ordinary carnations.
His mother really treated him as a guest of honor and took out a bottle of chilled AOC Bordeaux red wine from the big refrigerator in the corner of the restaurant.
Li Shuming leaned forward and stretched out his slender arms, "Auntie, let me do it."
My mother smiled and pulled her hand back, saying that he was a guest while pouring wine into the crystal goblet. He then sat back down obediently and smiled at me. My mother greeted him and asked him about the bank's affairs and the recent stock market trends. Li Shuming answered them one by one. There was no dull moment at all. Ms. Jiang Xiaorong and Mr. Li Shuming had a very speculative conversation.
Li Shuming raised his glass to toast his mother and motioned for us to clink glasses. I took a sip of the wine and suddenly felt a tightness in my chest, so I had to run to the bathroom. In the bathroom, I could still hear my mother asking from afar in the restaurant, "Shuming, you are Qinqin's leader, so please give her good guidance in the future."
Li Shuming said modestly.
The mother laughed again and said, "How many years have you been working? You have achieved so much at such a young age. You will definitely do great things in the future." She was hinting at this again.
Li Shuming cleared his throat and said with a smile, "Auntie, this year is my zodiac year."
He also understands it very well.
I was shocked. My zodiac year is my zodiac year. Next year will be my 24th year. The age difference between him and me cannot be just one or two years. It should be... I really can't tell! I heard my mother talking about how young and vigorous he was.
I packed up and went out. Mother turned her head to look at me, with a smile in her eyes, obviously, she was very satisfied with this man.
"Auntie is very hospitable," Li Shuming changed the subject in time and looked at me.
"Mom is always like this."
He praised again, "Well, Auntie's cooking skills are really good. It's better than all the delicacies in the big hotels."
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Finally, his mother asked him when he would return to Beijing, and he said tomorrow, and told him to come to her house next time he came to Chongqing. Li Shuming nodded and thanked her politely, "Thank you for the delicious food, Auntie." His clothes were still neat, his shirt collar was spotless, and his hair was still stylish.
My mother asked me to take Li Shuming downstairs. I took him to the basement by elevator. There was a black business car parked there. It was the one that the bank had borrowed from him. I saw him take out the car key, lock the car, and say goodbye. I held my right hand tightly with my left hand and smiled at him embarrassedly, "Mom is a bit nagging. I'm sorry for taking up your time."
"No, no, she is a very interesting elder. It's an honor to be invited and to taste her cooking. I haven't had this kind of good feeling in many years." The smile on his face spread to the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.
The words were particularly sincere, which was really comforting, but I didn't intend to accept such kindness completely. If something is too beautiful, it doesn't seem real. In the past, Xu Nanfang was also like this.
He opened the car door and stepped in, rolling down the window, "From now on, can I call you Quilt?"
I nodded seriously. But I still called him Mr. Li
The car started slowly, and he leaned his head out again to gesture goodbye. I leaned closer and waved goodbye to him.
"Just call me Li Shuming."
I was slightly amazed that this person had seen through everything without showing it. (To be continued)