47. The Phoenix Man Who Destroys His Bridge

"Xinyin, do you have a boyfriend?"

Yu Qiuyue picked up her phone and called her daughter after Song Kun left.

"Mom, how did you know?"

Meng Xinyin thought of Song Kun who had said a lot of inexplicable things to her before, and her first reaction was that he had told her the secret.

"Bring him home to show mom and dad someday. After all, he is the first boy our little princess has fallen in love with. Mom and dad also want to see if he has three heads and six arms, otherwise how could he be so fascinated by you."

Yu Qiuyue didn't want her daughter to know those unhappy things. If Yan Chu was really a good person, not telling her daughter in advance was also to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. If he was really like the information Song Kun gave her, she also hoped to use a better way so that her daughter would not be too sad when ending this relationship.

"Mom, Yan Chu is really a very, very good person, and he is very powerful. He is the most powerful person in my mind besides you and dad."

The environment in which Meng Xinyin grew up did not make her feel that millions was a particularly large number. There were many second and third generations around her whose pocket money was hundreds of thousands or millions. Among those people, not all of them were as lucky as her. As the only daughter in the family, they could enjoy the undivided love of their parents.

In many families, they not only had to compete with their brothers and sisters, but also with the children of their uncles and uncles. In order to show their own value, many of them began to get involved in investment and family small businesses after adulthood. For the more powerful ones, relying on the capital given by their parents, it was not impossible to accumulate millions or even higher wealth.

But Yan Chu was different. He did not have any help from anyone. He earned this money entirely by himself. Meng Xinyin believed the promise Yan Chu had made to her. As long as he was given time, he would definitely become a man that many people looked up to.

So she didn't want her mother to have other ideas about Yan Chu because of the messy news she heard from Song Kun.

On one side are her favorite parents, and on the other side is her favorite man. Meng Xinyin hopes that they can live in harmony without any conflicts.

"I know, my little princess."

Yu Qiuyue's heart sank. It seems that her daughter likes the boy very much, otherwise she would not say such words to her. If the young man named Yan Chu is not worthy of trust, her daughter will be very sad.

She only hopes that her daughter's vision is not wrong, and the photos that Song Kun showed her are just misplaced coincidences.

Meng Xinyin hung up the phone with her mother, thought about it, and couldn't wait to call Yan Chu.

"Hello."

She covered her mouth and sneaked to the balcony of the dormitory, and did not forget to close the balcony door.

"Yinyin."

Yan Chu was working on the computer at the moment. The screen was full of dense characters, which was a headache to look at, but he didn't seem to feel it. He held the phone with his neck, and his fingers were crackling without stopping.

"Did I disturb your work?"

Meng Xinyin heard the sound of him typing on the keyboard and asked embarrassedly.

"The world is big, but my wife is the most important. Isn't work for making money? Isn't making money for supporting my wife? So being disturbed by my wife is not disturbing."

The fourth man in the dormitory is a man with zero practical experience but rich theoretical experience. Under his influence day after day, Yan Chu can occasionally say a few sweet words to please his girlfriend.

Meng Xinyin's face was flushed. She squatted on the balcony and pulled the weeds in the potted flower beds of the girls in their dormitory. Soon there was a pile of weeds and soil at her feet.

"My parents want to see you."

Meng Xinyin's voice was a little light. The main reason was that she didn't know how to tell Yan Chu about this.

Usually, the parents of the man and the woman meet because the couple's affairs are about to be settled. They have been in love for less than a year. Yan Chu is still a junior student, and she is only a sophomore. She wondered if Yan Chu would think she was too impatient and force him to propose to her or something.

"When?"

Yan Chu paused while writing code, holding his phone in one hand: "It seems that I have to ask my Miss Yinyin to accompany me to buy some new clothes. After all, it is the first time to meet my future father-in-law and mother-in-law, so I have to be cautious."

"Bah, who are your mother-in-law and mother-in-law."

Meng Xinyin's heart trembled, and she almost pulled out a tender mimosa as a weed.

"By the way, Yinyin, did you ask Jiang Moli to send me the lunch box you made yourself today?"

Yan Chu looked at the empty lunch box on the table of the dormitory boss Fu Manduo diagonally below, and asked Meng Xinyin.

"What?"

This time, the mimosa is destined to be destroyed.

Meng Xinyin's mood is very complicated. Before, Jiang Moli bypassed her to find Yan Chu to repair the computer, and she could explain it with her sloppy and straightforward personality and not thinking too much, but this time she sent a lunch box to Yan Chu in her name, what's going on?

She didn't want to doubt her good friend, but she really couldn't get over this hurdle.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Meng Xinyin's breathing quickened when she thought that Yan Chu had really eaten the lunch box that Jiang Moli had most likely made herself.

"No, Boss Fu and Hou Ye shared it."

Through the phone, Meng Xinyin could hear Yan Chu's gentle laughter, and because it was through the receiver, it felt tingling when it was played back to her ears.

"My Yin Yin has no fingers in the spring water. There is no one who knows how to make bento. So from the beginning, I thought that it was not made by you, and you are a jealous little person. If you really made the bento by yourself, you would not let it go. Jiang Moli brought it over."

Meng Xinyin felt relieved, but then became a little unconvinced.

"Why don't I know how to make bento? Also, who is the little vinegar bottle?"

She wanted to refute Yan Chu, but when she thought about it carefully, she seemed to have never cooked. At most, she ordered a few takeaways when her aunt at home asked for leave.

She swore in her heart that when she returned home from the holiday, she would practice her skills well, cook a sumptuous meal and slap someone in the face.

"The one I like is a princess."

Yan Chu seemed unable to see the angry look of the girl on the other side of the phone.

His voice was low and magnetic, gentle and sweet.

"What she didn't know how to do before getting married, she doesn't need to be able to do after getting married. I will pamper her and become a queen. Then in a few years, she may not have become the mother of a princess. As for me, I will protect the queen and the mother of a princess." The princess will always be happy."

Yan Chu doesn’t think it’s too much for a woman to not know how to cook and clean. No one has ever stipulated that women are born to serve men. The so-called female virtues and precepts are the constraints placed on women in an era when men were in power. , these old rules should have been abandoned long ago.

The measure of a woman's success in life is definitely not rigid rules such as how neatly she does housework or how delicious her meals are. Of course, a housewife who can do all these well is still worthy of everyone. Dear.

It's just that Yan Chu feels that if a person has the conditions not to worry about these trivial household matters and has prospects in another job, whether she does the housework or not should not be criticized.

Thinking about the girl in his memory who was worried about her favorite oil painting and housework all day long because she could not bear the accusations from her two aunts, Yan Chu hoped that this time, she would not have to worry about these things anymore.

A man's sweet words always make people unable to help but indulge in them.

This was Meng Xinyin's first time falling in love. She didn't know if all the love words spoken by men were as beautiful as those spoken by Yan Chu, but at this moment, she really felt that she was the luckiest girl in the world.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Xinyin was still smiling foolishly on the balcony, never looking back at the pot of mimosa in front of her.

When a girl in the dormitory came out to dry her freshly washed clothes, the basin of mimosa was completely sacrificed.

In the end, Meng Xinyin was let go after being besieged by her roommates, cleaning up the remains of the body on the balcony, and signing a contract to water the flowers and plants on the balcony for a month.

When she came back from taking out the trash with a bucket, she saw Jiang Moli sitting in her seat, chatting with several of her roommates. Thinking about what Yan Chuchu said just now, her expression suddenly turned cold. She didn't know How should I face this good friend in my mind?

Because they lived across the street, Jiang Moli had a good relationship with Meng Xinyin's three roommates. They were talking and laughing. Seeing Meng Xinyin come in, Jiang Moli stood up from her chair with a smile. When she came into contact with Meng Xinyin's somewhat condensed expression, she keenly sensed something was wrong.

Could it be that someone else saw the delivery to Yan Chu today and told Meng Xinyin?

Jiang Moli didn't think it was Yan Chu who told the truth. She knew that man very well. Now that he and Meng Xinyin were not in the deepest relationship yet, he would not tell Meng Xinyin these gossipy things. This would not only make Meng Xinyin If you have doubts about her, you will also have a grudge against him.

Jiang Moli didn't know that the current Yan Chu was no longer the same Yan Chu. In the previous life, Meng Xinyin and the other party's relationship was because the hero saved the beauty, and they fell in love for a long time.

Meng Xinyin has never met a man who really made her attracted. She thought that a little affection for the original person was love. But it is different now. Meng Xinyin feels that Yan Chu is a treasure. Every day when she is with him, the other person will Give her new surprises.

Being well-matched does not necessarily mean equality in wealth, but spirituality. Meng Xinyin's wealth is both spiritual and material. She likes oil painting and music, and so does Yan Chu in the first world. As a CEO, he can answer the questions that Meng Xinyin likes and has his own opinions.

This was a spiritual fit, and it also made Meng Xinyin like Yan Chu more than Jiang Moli understood. She never doubted the other party from the beginning to the end, but had other thoughts about her.

Jiang Moli's mind was spinning quickly. Seeing Meng Xinyin's behavior, before she spoke, she stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, as if she was a good sister.

"You are so incompetent as a girlfriend. I heard from Huang Jiajun, who lives in Yan Chu's dormitory, that Yan Chu hasn't left the dormitory for a few days and relies on lunch boxes every day. I went to work as a volunteer today and the treatment is good. It’s a bento from a famous Japanese bento shop. I borrowed flowers and sent them to your family, Yan Chu. It’s in your name, so don’t let it slip.”

Jiang Moli smiled and looked like she was only thinking about Meng Xinyin.