Xie Wenru has been waiting for Han Meiqing since he entered the box. Now that Han Meiqing is here, he is naturally looking at her intently.
He found that Han Meiqing was still so beautiful, so outstanding, and so fascinating.
He couldn't imagine that Han Meiqing, already 50 years old, could still be so magnificent.
This also strengthened his belief in pursuing Han Meiqing.
But he never expected that Han Meiqing, whom he had been thinking about for more than 20 years, would walk in together with Xiao Changkun, a scumbag who had hurt him.
He couldn't help feeling angry, and stood up and asked Xiao Changkun: "Xiao Changkun, why do you have the nerve to come up with Meiqing? We all knew what you did to Meiqing back then. If you weren't such a scumbag, Meiqing would
How is it possible that she has traveled across the ocean and lived in the United States for so many years? You should be extremely ashamed of her. If I were you, I would have no shame at all!"
Xiao Changkun was also very angry. He said angrily: "Xie Wenru, don't speak so excessively. Anyone with a discerning eye knows what happened back then, so you can't blame me at all!"
As he spoke, he added: "Do you think I have had an easy time in the past twenty years or so? Let me tell you, in these past twenty years, I regret more than anyone else, and I am more ashamed than anyone else!"
Xie Wenru said without hesitation: "You are right to be ashamed! So I advise you to leave quickly. You should not come to this meal."
Han Meiqing suddenly spoke at this time and smoothed things over: "Okay, okay, don't talk about those old sesame seeds and rotten millet things in the past. It's not like that when I was young, I liked to talk about gossip. Now it's all gone."
If you are forty or fifty years old, why are you talking about this?"
After saying that, she looked around and said seriously: "Everyone of you here was personally invited by me, so there must be no unpleasantness between you."
Xiao Changkun sneered at this time and said to Xie Wenru: "Xie Wenru, did you hear that? Even Meiqing said so, what qualifications do you have to drive me away?"
After saying that, he patted his forehead and said: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you. Not only did I come up here with Meiqing, I picked her up at the hotel where Meiqing lived early this morning, and then we went to visit her alma mater together.
, reminiscing about our youth before coming here to meet you, what’s up? Do you have any objections? "
When Xie Wenru heard this, he immediately felt angry and uncomfortable.
After all, I have only had a one-sided crush on Han Meiqing, unlike Xiao Changkun.
Xiao Changkun and Han Meiqing actually spent a lot of time together back then.
Moreover, the two of them were really talented and good-looking at that time, and they were recognized as the most standard couple in the entire school.
Therefore, there are many stories between these two people. The two of them went back to their alma mater to reminisce about the past, which itself seemed a bit ambiguous.
Xie Wenru was very depressed and didn't know how to refute. When young Paul opened the door and came in, he smiled and said to Han Meiqing: "Mom, I have already said hello to Uncle Yu, the housekeeper of the Song family. Today, you and your
When classmates get together here, he will arrange everything properly, so you don’t have to worry about it, just get together with your uncles and aunts."
When everyone saw Paul, they couldn't help but marvel. A woman blurted out: "Oh, Meiqing, is this your son? He's so handsome!"
Han Meiqing nodded slightly and said to everyone: "Come on, let me introduce to you. This is my son. His English name is Paul Smith."
Someone else exclaimed: "Oh, Han Meiqing, your son is still a mixed race. He was born to you and your American husband, right?"
Han Meiqing said with a smile: "If she wasn't born with my husband, who else could she be with?"
Everyone was laughing.
Xie Wenru asked at this time: "Hey, by the way, Meiqing, Paul should also have a Chinese name, right?"
Han Meiqing nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, Paul's Chinese name is my last name."
Everyone hurriedly asked curiously: "What is Paul's Chinese name?"
Paul smiled slightly and said: "Uncle and aunt, my Chinese name is Han..."
Before she could say the next words, Han Meiqing hurriedly interrupted: "Today is our party, not my son's party. Let him go first, and we old people can reminisce about the past together!"