Tingting imdiately brightened upon hearing this, "I have a relative who runs a hotel. If you haven’t decided on a hotel yet, you can check theirs out. They are located on Nathan Road, called Taoyuan Hotel."
Indeed, Tingting did have a relative who owned a hotel, although it was the kind of distant relation that couldn’t be reached even by stretching an eight-pole pole. They t a while ago, and during the conversation, Tingting ntioned Shen Mianmian’s upcoming wedding. Knowing that Tingting had a good relationship with Shen Mianmian and their children attended the sa kindergarten, they suggested that Tingting help promote their hotel by promising her a commission. They didn’t specify how much they’d give, but for Tingting, even ten or twenty bucks was already quite a lot.
Shen Mianmian’s gaze flickered slightly, and she smiled, "Alright, we will take a look when we have ti."
Tingting wanted to praise the hotel so more, but He Nan said, "Get in the car!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Mianmian and Tingting said goodbye, "We’re heading back now."
"Okay."
The words that were on the tip of Tingting’s tongue were held back as she watched the three people get in the car and drive away, her heart hoping that Shen Mianmian would take this matter to heart.
"Mianmian, who was that?"
As soon as Shen Mianmian got in the car, Yang Xiaoxi curiously asked about Tingting. This was her first ti eting Tingting and she wasn’t familiar with her before.
"She’s Xiaobei’s mom," Shen Mianmian mused, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Yang Xiaoxi was puzzled, "From what she said, I thought she was attending your wedding. I didn’t expect it to be about recomnding a hotel."
To be honest, Yang Xiaoxi never liked the practice of nepotism to gain favors.
Shen Mianmian also felt a bit stifled, "I only talk to her when picking up the kids, we’re not that close. I didn’t expect her to suddenly bring this up."
Firstly, Shen Mianmian had no intention of getting entangled with Tingting. It wasn’t out of disdain for others, but once He Xiaobei started elentary school, their chances of eting would decrease significantly until they hardly saw each other, leaving no basis for interaction. By then, it would be impossible to return the favor of the banquet money; she didn’t want to take advantage of soone for nothing.
Moreover, she truly disliked Tingting’s behavior of recomnding the hotel; once sothing happens the first ti, it could easily lead to a second.
Cheng Feiyang chid in, "I know that hotel. It used to be a state-owned establishnt before being taken over by private hands. It’s quite suitable for ordinary families, but not for you. First, the place is too small, and secondly, it’s not high-end enough."
Cheng Feiyang was a native Beijinger, well-acquainted with everything in the city.
Shen Mianmian nodded, "Even if it’s suitable, I would not choose that hotel."
If the hotel had been suitable and Tingting hadn’t ddled, she might have considered it. But with Tingting’s involvent, she wouldn’t.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t be long before Tingting ca to her with other matters. Having lived through two lifetis, Shen Mianmian had a clear understanding of these affairs.
He Xiaobei, who had been silent since getting in the car, suddenly said out of the blue, "I don’t want to play with Xiaoxue anymore."
"Hey, who made my godson angry?" Yang Xiaoxi chuckled while pinching He Xiaobei’s cheek.
He Nan also glanced at him through the rearview mirror, pursing his lips without saying a word.
"Why don’t you want to play with her anymore?" Shen Mianmian asked with concern.
Xiaoxue was Tingting’s daughter, and He Xiaobei used to like playing with her; the two kids always sat together.
"She’s changed," He Xiaobei sighed, showing a kind of adult-like lancholy.
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