Wen Jiaren turned her head and glanced at Li Qingshen. Thinking that her son had never had a girlfriend, she shook her head: "It would be great if he has a girl he likes. He is already 27 years old after the Chinese New Year. A
I haven’t even had a girlfriend yet, do you think I can stop being anxious?”
"Men put their career first and don't be anxious." The light in Mrs. Zhou's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"That's what I say, but I'm still in a hurry!" In the past, when Li Qingshen was young, he didn't look for a girlfriend. Wen Jiaren thought it was nothing. Maybe he hadn't met the right one, but as time went by year by year,
After that, in the blink of an eye, Li Qingshen was almost thirty, but there was no news of having a girlfriend. As a mother, she naturally started to become a little anxious, "What about Miss Zhou? Does she have a suitable one now?"
Object?"
When Mrs. Zhou heard this, she immediately replied without thinking: "No! Nuannuan is always busy studying and has not found a boyfriend. She is 26 now!"
The two wives sang and talked in harmony to this point, and Ling Momo naturally understood what was going on.
Blind date in disguise!
Ling Momo looked at Zhou Nuan again, feeling a slight bitterness in her heart and feeling very uncomfortable.
At first glance, this woman is from a noble family, well-educated, extremely smart, and graduated from MIT, a world-renowned university. She is simply a goddess with both beauty and wisdom. She is as deeply in love with Li as she is, the ultimate in the world.
Moreover, she spoke in a neither gentle nor serious tone, smiled without showing her teeth, and sat in a dignified posture... Ling Momo lowered her head and looked at herself again, and suddenly she felt a sense of inferiority and jealousy in her heart.
Zhou Nuan would chat with the two ladies from time to time. Ling Momo looked at her for a while and then turned her eyes to Li Qingshen. He just sat there indifferently, turning a deaf ear to those words, as if they were talking about the person they were talking about.
Not like him at all.
After finally arriving at the meal time, under the deliberate arrangement of Wen Jia and Mrs. Zhou, Li Qingshen and Zhou Nuan sat together, Ling Momo sat with her great-grandmother, and happened to be face to face with Li Qingshen and Zhou Nuan.
The dinner was very sumptuous.
After everyone sat down, the servant poured red wine for everyone, and after another round of politeness, everyone started to eat.
Zhou Nuan's green and slender fingers held a glass of red wine and handed it to Li Qingshen, "Master Li, I have admired you for a long time. I am glad to meet you."
Li Qingshen stared at the wine glass in front of her, her face a little gloomy, but with so many people there, she still suppressed her temper, picked up the wine glass casually, touched it casually with Zhou Nuan, and took a sip with her head raised.
Wen Jiaren kept asking Zhou Nuan to eat more. She sat next to Li Qingshen. She turned her head and said a few words to Li Qingshen. Li Qingshen frowned and did not move. Wen Jiaren took it.
He bumped Li Qingshen with his arm, and Li Qingshen reluctantly stretched out his hand, picked up the food, and put it on Zhou Nuan's plate.
Zhou Nuan said sensibly: "Thank you."
The smile is so gentle.
Then she also imitated Li Qingshen, raised her hand, picked up the vegetables, and put them on Li Qingshen's plate. Li Qingshen raised her head and said, "Thank you." She just put the vegetables aside, but didn't
Go and eat.
Ling Momo was sitting opposite them. She just thought that such a scene was very dazzling, so she lowered her head and ate rice grains one by one absentmindedly.
