"Hey, Senior Zhiyu, I just said you were here..." Han Xiaotao was thankful that someone came to the rescue and quickly changed the subject.
"Ah, well, I'm in a hurry, so I'll leave first!" Shangguan Meng blushed to the roots of his ears and hurried out of the store while carrying the cake without even daring to raise his head.
Su Zhiyu glanced at the strange girl and didn't seem to remember what happened that day. He looked at Han Xiaotao and asked, "Talk about me? What did you say about me?"
Han Xiaotao saw that Shangguan Mengyu had also left, so she had no intention of dwelling on this topic. It would be boring if the heroine was not here. She shook her head, "It's okay." Then she asked Su Zhiyu: "By the way, why did you come back here?
Come?"
"Oh, isn't it the Cherry Blossom Festival next week? There will be a party at the end, and we need a big celebration cake, so come over and make a reservation." Su Zhiyu walked to the counter and looked at the various pastries displayed in the glass cabinet.
"Oh." Han Xiaotao took out a cake album for him to choose from, "These are the cakes in our store that are suitable for parties. You can choose first, or you can put forward any special requirements."
While flipping through the cake album, Su Zhiyu asked intentionally or unintentionally: "By the way, how are you and Min Hao doing now?"
Han Xiaotao suffocated and said rather awkwardly: "What's the matter? I'm not like him..." She said this sentence and even she was a little confused. She lowered her head and looked at her hands and ten fingers.
Twisted together.
"Oh, I really don't know what the hell you two are doing." Su Zhiyu had noticed that there was a problem between them early on, so he was not surprised at all when Han Xiaotao said this. He sighed and said, "I used to think that Sister Huaijin and En
That guy Zhe is the most difficult couple in the world, I didn’t expect you to be in trouble!"
Han Xiaotao also knew that Su Zhiyu had done his best for them, and she felt a little guilty. However, this guilt made her feel guilty about Cui Minhao again. Thinking of what she said to Cui Minhao in the hospital that day, she always felt a little strange.
Weird. Could it be too hurtful? Anyway, Cui Minhao did it for her, even Tang Xiaoxiao said... She shook her head and told herself not to think about it, it was useless to think so much. In order to avoid embarrassment, she just
Can change the subject and say: "Ah, well, how are Sister Huaijin and Chang Enzhi doing now? They seem to be much closer since the last time."
"It's better than before. At least we won't pass each other face to face anymore and pretend not to know each other. But this guy Enzhe doesn't know how to take the initiative at all. He doesn't even see them go out on dates. You can't let girls take the initiative, right? Now even me
I don’t even know what stage they have reached. If this continues, sooner or later, everything will come to nothing.”
"In that case, we really have to find a way to help them. Chief Enzhi is not very good at expressing himself, so we have to encourage him." Han Xiaotao doesn't necessarily care about his own affairs that much.
But when she mentioned Huaijin and Enzhe, she immediately became excited.
Su Zhiyu was a bit dumbfounded. She really didn't know whether to call Han Xiaotao selfless or stupid.
"As long as you have little eq, don't help more and more." Su Zhiyu frowned and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
Han Xiaotao curled her lips, but she had her own plans in mind.
The drizzle of early spring was pouring down, and the roadsides were covered with winter jasmine flowers.
The exclusive mount drove into the gate of Cui's villa, and there was a fountain in the circular square. Cui Minhao stopped the car, threw the car to the bodyguard, and then drove into the parking garage.
"Is the eldest lady at home?" Cui Minhao asked Asuo as he walked up.
"Yes, the eldest lady came back early. But..." Asuo said, hesitating.
"If you have something to say, don't hesitate." Cui Minhao walked into the hall. The luxurious European-style decoration highlighted the majesty and kingly demeanor of the Cui family. The genuine and famous paintings hanging on the pillars and walls were all eye-catching. The coffee table was neatly arranged.
There are exquisite tea sets, delicate flowers inserted in blue and white porcelain, leather sofas and heavy curtains complement each other. Cui Minhao, who grew up watching all this, turned a blind eye and just went upstairs.
Asuo followed behind, bowed down, and replied, "Yes. As soon as the eldest lady arrived home, she was called into the room by the madam."
Cui Minhao's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his whole back seemed to become stiff.
Asuo had long expected that Cui Minhao would react like this, and he actually sensed Cui Minhao's emotional changes, so he stopped and waited quietly behind him, waiting for his next instruction.
Cui Minhao was silent for a long time before asking: "Madam is back?"
"Yes. It seems to be for the Cherry Blossom Festival." Asuo answered honestly.
Cui Minhao put his hands in his pockets, a cold and complicated look flashed in his eyes. After a moment of pause, he turned around and walked towards the study.
The furnishings in the house are simple, but everything still looks elegant.
Sitting on the high-back swivel leather chair behind the desk is a middle-aged woman in her forties. Her hair is tied into a high bun, revealing her fair earlobes and two round pearl earrings. She also has a slightly raised eyebrow.
She looked cool yet noble. She faced the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the swimming pool in the garden behind the house, and pressed her thin lips together.
Cui Huaijin stood in front of his desk with some restraint, looking at his mother's back, and reported on the preparations for the Cherry Blossom Festival.
"Generally speaking, this time it went relatively smoothly. Both the Li family and the Pan family have confirmed their attendance. Unexpectedly, the Lu family happened to arrive at Pearl Island and had already agreed to attend the party."
"Has the host decided to report?" Cui's mother asked.
Cui Huaijin paused and said: "This candidate is still under discussion. We already have several candidates, all of whom are well-known hosts, but there are still some differences within the board of directors and the public relations department."
"Next week is the summary meeting, and the host has to go through a series of trainings. The decision hasn't been made yet, won't it look rushed then?" Cui's mother turned around and looked at Cui Huaijin questioningly.
"There is some tension in terms of time. But they are all professionals, so it should not be a big problem. Because this time involves cooperation from multiple parties, that's why we are so cautious about the host of the report." Cui Huaijin lowered his head and defended.
"Just keep it in mind. I'm afraid I'll be distracted by other things and forget about the real thing. If you, the elder sister, can't set a good example for Min Hao, how can our Cui family expect to develop further?"
Cui's mother said insinuatingly, with a shrewd light shining in her deep eyes. Although she had been away from the country all year round, she seemed to have an insight into everything that happened here.
Cui Huaijin couldn't help but shuddered and looked at her mother blankly. "Yes, my daughter knows."
At this time, the door was pushed open.
Cui Minhao walked in and said to Cui's mother: "You have no right to accuse her."
"Min Hao!" Cui Huaijin shouted softly, signaling him not to confront his mother. The two of them were already at odds with each other, but if they quarreled, it would get even more out of hand.
"You have been in the UK all year round. My sister is very busy with the company's affairs every day. You can't see it, but I can. So don't use your theory to teach her a lesson." Cui Minhao said coldly.
"When my Minhao grows up, he can really quarrel with me as a mother." Cui's mother said a little bit harshly.
"If you want to be a qualified mother, just clarify the facts and then lecture." Cui Minhao retorted calmly.
"Facts? Tell me what are the facts?" Cui's mother was irritated and stood up from her chair. "Just because I have been in the UK all year round does not mean that I don't know what is happening in the country. The reputation of you, Mr. Cui, has long been
It has reached my ears. Over the years, your bad temper has not only failed to control, but has even gotten out of control. It has brought shame to the Cui family! I heard that you recently had a fierce fight with a commoner girl.
He even got her to go to school. Is this true?"
"So what?" Cui Minhao looked at his mother disapprovingly, "You haven't cared about me for more than ten years, and now you want to interfere with who I like? It's my freedom to choose who I want, so don't meddle in my own business."
"Ha..." Cui's mother sneered, with a trace of uncontrollable anger, "Sure enough, you and your father have exactly the same temper. I really gave birth to a good son for a good husband!"
Cui Minhao's hands suddenly clenched into fists, suppressing the anger in his heart. He glared at his mother and gritted his teeth and said: "Don't always use this sentence to teach me, I am not my father. Also, I didn't come in here to find you.
"With that said, he glanced at Huaijin, turned around and walked out.
"Eh? Min Hao!" Cui Huaijin stamped her feet, looked at her angry mother, and hurriedly chased her out. She grabbed Min Hao at the top of the stairs and said, "Why are you so impulsive? You know what kind of temper your mother is,
Are you still stubborn with her? You kid, can't you just give in first?"
"I didn't do anything wrong, why should I give in? I'm just here to tell you that I will be there to host the report. You just send the information to my mailbox." After saying that, Cui Minhao walked straight downstairs, leaving a confused look on his face.
Cui Huaijin.
The light rain continued to fall, and the winter jasmine flowers drooped their heads.
The long quiet streets, with the bungalows on both sides surrounded by their own families and secrets, no one cares about other things.
Cui Minhao walked in the rain with an expressionless face, images from his childhood constantly popping up in his mind.
When others were acting coquettishly in their mother's arms, he was the only one who had no comfort when he fell, no rewards for his progress, no praise, no care, no care, no care when he was well-behaved. His mother was like a stranger every day.
Living around him. Even if he wanted to throw himself into his mother's arms, she would coldly push him away. No matter how much he cried and fussed, his mother would always have such a cold expression and attitude. He once doubted that he really
Is he his mother's biological child? It wasn't until that time when he overheard his parents quarreling in the room that he realized that he had been treated as a disaster by his mother since he was born. In her mind, he was a child who shouldn't exist!
He was only seven or eight years old, but he had to accept this reality. His mother might never love him! So he became more and more irritable, surly, and arrogant in exchange for his mother's occasional attention, even if it was just negative.
No matter how much attention you receive! A child's heart has already become distorted and fragile in such suffering.
Cui Minhao wanted to sneer, but the expression on his face was bitter. He turned and walked into a restaurant on the street and ordered a whole box of wine.