Chapter 155: Ask Her to Leave Mo Qingchen
"Don't worry. I am marrying you… and I only respect those who do the sa for ."
And then she guffawed. "I am a really convincing person, okay? I doubt I can't make him believe . Moreover, you should be the one speaking!"
Mo Qingchen felt a smile tug on his lips. "Nervous about eting the parents?"
"Anyone would be! That's the biggest challenge in a relationship, didn't you know? Good thing your family can't throw money at and ask to leave you." She pouted.
"Would you?" he asked casually. They were close to the Mo's ancestral house already.
"If they threw money at ? I would take it." She glanced at him and saw his sour expression. "They asked to leave you… That doesn't an I can't give in if you ask to co back." She shrugged.
"Shark," he bit out.
When they pulled up in the long driveway of the Mo house, Qian ng was glad to not see any cars out front. She knew the whole family would be there any minute, but she was thankful for the monts of peace.
"Ready?" Mo Qingchen asked as he shut the car off.
"No," she said honestly.
"The sooner we do this, the better. They don't know I am bringing you over so you will have an elent of surprise over them," he analyzed.
Qian ng gaped. "You're just surprising them with a fiancé? You didn't even tell them? You really know your business tricks," she chuckled.
"So, don't be nervous. We have a clear advantage of power and knowledge over them."
She took a deep breath and got out of the car. She walked around to go over to Mo Qingchen as he locked the car and then together, they walked up the sidewalk to the front door. She couldn't wrap her mind around how Mo Qingchen didn't seem nervous at all.
Was he not worried about what his family would think or say? He walked right in the front door without knocking and Qian ng started to chew on her lip nervously.
"Mo Qingchen, honey!" Qian ng heard an older woman's voice coming from the end of the long hallway. She couldn't see past Mo Qingchen's broad fra, but she knew the woman was smiling warmly for the tone of her voice and how she hurried over to give him a hug.
Mo Qingchen returned her hug and kissed her cheek, which surprised Yun Qian ng further. And then she saw the face of the woman.
"Yun Qian ng?" she asked, confusion and delight in her voice. "It's lovely seeing you at my ho, dear!" she said quickly, composing herself. She looked curiously at her son.
"Professor Li," Qian ng responded quietly. She tried her best not to show her shock. It was the Head of the Departnt of the Business Application departnt at the university she attended. A woman who was the epito of grace. Qian ng particularly loved this woman because of her teaching style and interaction with students.
It was safe to say Li Li Hua was her favorite teacher throughout her life. Moreover, Professor Li's favorite student had always been this Yun Qian ng, the youngest but brightest in all her classes.
Funnily enough, Qian ng hadn't even known the woman was married or had children. She had sat next to Mo Yize and hadn't known they were mother and daughter.
Suddenly, she felt sour on Yize's behalf. She didn't know why.
"I…" Qian ng didn't know what to say.
"Did Yize invite you to family dinner? She hasn't co ho yet," Li Li Hua said, looking behind Qian ng with a frown.
Before she could respond, Mo Qingchen helped her out. "Actually, mother, Qian ng ca with tonight," he said.
"Oh," Li Hua pulled back and gave Qian ng a hug. She looked back and forth between the two youngsters. "I wasn't aware that the two of you spent ti together," she said, sounding surprised.
"Mm. We do. But we will talk about that later." He gave his mother a reassuring smile.
"Does Yize know you are coming?" Li Hua asked, still seeming to be confused.
"No. I spoke to her a few days ago," Qian ng answered.
"Are you unwell?" she asked, looking a little concerned. "You look flustered."
"I'm fine!" Qian ng claid even though she felt a little suffocated.
"Well, I will leave you two here. I am going to call your father, Qingchen. Take Qian ng into the living room and get her sothing to drink, will you?" Li Hua said before walking off down the hall.
No sooner was she gone than Mo Qingchen turned to her. "Relax. You look like you just witnessed a murder."
"I didn't even know Professor Li was your mother," she whispered. "Why didn't you tell ?" she demanded to know.
"Well, it sounded like a nice surprise. You've never seen my mother at parties because she keeps her status private and doesn't want her students to know where she cos from. Sothing about professional and academic ethics."
Qian ng slapped his hand. "You should have told . Well, your mother does love ," she comnted with a broad grin.
"Growing more confident in your charm now?" Mo Qingchen asked, taking her by the waist and leading her into the living room.
"Sit here and wait for . I'll bring you a drink, okay?"
Mo Qingchen left for the kitchen and Qian ng sat there like a nervous bird, looking around the living room. The decoration was similar to the Paris building and she knew instantly that it was according to the Mo Patriarch's taste. Professor Li seed to enjoy the smaller pleasures in life and would surely not like these gaudy accessories.
Mo Qingchen appeared in the room after a few minutes, holding a drink for him and one for her. His drink looked… alcoholic which was good, considering he would be driving them ho. She had to restrain herself, though. eting the parents was a huge deal. It wouldn't be good to let her nervousness turn her into a big idiot.
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