Prevention is better than cure

  I quietly followed Mom into the kitchen.

  "When did you start?"

  In and out of the kitchen, adults' questioning voices with a hint of interrogation rose up simultaneously.

  "Mom, we don't have."

  My face turned red, and all I could hear was the nonsense coming from that young master in the living room.

  "It's been a while."

  I gloomily picked up the kitchen knife and took over the tomatoes that mom had washed clean, treating them as Flower Jingyan's head, chopping chop chop!

  Mom's ears also caught Hua Jingyan's reply.

  "It's just a talk, what's there to be shy about?" Mom pinched a piece of tomato from the cutting board and put it in her mouth.

  "Mom, you didn't teach me this way before. You said girls should be self-respecting, self-loving, confident and strong-willed, and can't casually fall in love. Now is still young, the mind is not mature, wait until the future work is stable to talk about it."

  "It's better to prevent than to cure. Now that you have a boyfriend, it's a different story."

  I raised my astonished eyelids.

  "So many rich and handsome future sons-in-law are hard to find, but he's a mixed-blood from multiple countries! If my daughter marries him, who knows, our family might even be able to immigrate in the future!" As she said this, her mother's face bloomed with joy.

  I watched as my mother rummaged through the cabinets and brought out the best dishes in the house, and the anger in my heart grew even stronger.

  Oh, mom, have you also been blinded by Hua Jingyan?!

  In the living room, Yan Wanching lit a cigarette.

  The unreserved and unrestrained display of wealth was satisfactory to him, although he wore a school uniform, the car was worth tens of millions, and it wasn't something that could be bought with just money.

  At first, they sent their daughter to a noble academy, hoping she could marry into a good family. Even if they couldn't find a rich son-in-law, at least she could make friends with the local tyrants.

  Later, whether they do business or other development, they can also have a village to help them.

  Heaven will not disappoint those who are determined; their Honeywell did not disappoint everyone's expectations.

  Although he had expected that day to come, when the situation was in front of him, Yan Wancheng felt a thousand emotions. The daughter he had raised with great difficulty for 20 years had a boyfriend, and the sadness, the feeling was like a farmer uncle who had worked hard to grow a big white cabbage for a season, but it was ruined by a pig.

  "What stage have you developed to?" Yan Wanching asked awkwardly after taking two puffs, "What's the plan?"

  "We didn't do anything." I heard Dad's direct questioning, and my heart felt a wave of shyness. At the same time, I desperately signaled to Hua Jingyan with my eyes, telling him not to speak nonsense.

  Hua Jingyan is still smiling silently.

  "Xiao Tong's mother!" Yan Wanching shouted towards the kitchen, "Bring your daughter in."

  Mom held a cucumber in her hand, gnawing on it while coming out to twist my ears.

  "Let men handle men's affairs."

  "Mom..." I pleaded, retreating into the kitchen while instructing Yan Wancheng, "Dad, don't listen to him. His Chinese is not good."

  Yan Wanching stubbed out his cigarette.

  "I asked, young people, what are your plans for the future. Do you think it's currently enjoyable to be in love and talk about specifics later, or is it a romance with marriage as a premise..."

  "Dad, don't worry, I will marry Mi Ru'er."

  Yan Wanching suddenly lifted his head and almost fell off his chair.

  The negotiations went too smoothly.

  Yan Wanching looked up in shock and gazed deeply at Hua Jingyan. Hua Jingyan's expression was extremely serious.

  "Are you marrying her?" Yan Wanching couldn't believe it, raised his chin and looked towards the mother-daughter pair in the kitchen.