Chapter 287: No matter what you say, it's useless!
In her confusion, she didn't know how long the man had been talking. In her memory, although Yan Zisong said a lot of sweet words, he was by no means a man who talked too much.
She even had the illusion that his eloquence at this time was simply more fluent and sensational than the statements he made when convincing the group of foreigners in New York.
She didn't remember a word of what he said, but her tears kept flowing with his calm and powerful tone, becoming more and more turbulent...
My heart hurts terribly, and there are a thousand voices that want to tell him, "Stop talking, I can't bear it," but I also have a huge desire to continue listening...
Even if, just for these words, he would be willing to let her die for him.
In a blur of pity and pain, Ning Yabei suddenly stood up from the sofa.
"Stop talking!" With some stern restraint, Qin Xiaoman raised his head in shock.
Ning Yabei took the tissue from her husband's hand, wiped the liquid that overflowed from the corner of her eyes, and spoke with the utmost calmness before speaking.
"No matter what you say, it's useless! In short, I just don't agree to give you my daughter!" As she said that, the beautiful woman wiped her nose again, "It's impossible for you two. You know that I refuse to listen to you now.
Say anything and leave quickly!"
However, Yan Zisong was not hit at all. He opened his mouth and was about to start the next round of attack. Ms. Ning waved her hand warily. She was old and had a fragile heart, and could not withstand this kid's repeated attacks.
"Don't talk, I won't listen. You go home, go home now!" As she said that, she took a piece of clean tissue from her husband's hand and wiped it gently with the corners of her eyes.
In desperation, Yan Zisong had no choice but to stand up, patted Qin Xiaoman's hand, and faced the elder opposite who looked wary, "Can I say the last thing?"
Ning Yabei glared at him, but finally made no objection.
Yan Zisong took a breath and said, "My father doesn't know about this yet." After saying that, he nodded to the two of them.
After saying thank you for bothering me, I walked out of Qin Xiaoman's house.
Qin Yanzhi looked at this upright young man, thinking about his tender bombing that night and the threatening torpedo he dropped at the end, and smiled secretly and coughed.
No matter whose son he is, no matter how reluctant he is, he still can't help but admire him secretly.
"Qin Xiaoman, you move back home from today!" Late at night, mother and daughter had moved to Qin Xiaoman's room. After a night of tender bombardment by Yan Zisong, both of them were in a low mood.
, "Go home directly after work!"
"Mom..." Qin Xiaoman sat on the bed, her eyes already red and swollen from crying, and she trembled with a soft cry that was almost begging, which made Ning Yabei feel uncomfortable.
Her mother gently sat next to her and touched those cold hands. This scene was so familiar. More than twenty years ago, her mother also touched her hands like this and advised her earnestly.
"Xiao Bei, Yan Zhi is a good boy, and our families are familiar with each other and know everything about him. Mom will be relieved if you marry into his family in the future! You said, regardless of family conditions, character, appearance... what kind of family is this?
Still not worthy of you? You two have been dating for two years and everything is fine, so why do you insist on breaking up?"