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n225 Aunty’s Godly Help

nTo be honest, Ye Feng did not want to meet Cao Lan.

nHe really didn’t like this woman’s philistine attitude.

nHowever, the other party was Zhou Shuyao’s mother, after all, so he had to give her some face.

n“Auntie,” Ye Feng turned his head and said politely, “I still have something to do. I won’t go in today.”

nCao Lan was dressed in loose home clothes. She walked over quickly. “It’s just coming in for a drink of water. It won’t take up much of your time. Do you dislike me?”

nHearing her words, Ye Feng could only shake his head and smile bitterly. “Then I’ll accept your invitation.”

n“That’s more like it.”

nCao Lan immediately beamed with joy.

nShe naturally pulled Ye Feng’s hand and entered the building.

nAlthough Zhou Shuyao’s neighborhood was much better than Ye Feng’s, it had been there for some years.

nThere wasn’t even an elevator.

nThe three of them had no choice but to climb the stairs.

nThe walls of the corridor were covered in oil, and there was a lot of garbage on the ground that no one had cleaned up.

nCao Lan was afraid that Ye Feng would despise her, so she hurriedly explained, “Yao Yao’s father and I are planning to buy a new house. Chaotian Gate Community is the best community in our county. We’re going to buy a house there.”

nYe Feng only smiled and nodded. He did not say anything.

nZhou Shuyao’s house was on the third floor, which wasn’t too high.

nAfter entering the house, they saw a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa reading a book.

nIt was Zhou Shuyao’s father, Zhou Yunsheng, who worked in the county’s Cultural Bureau.

nIn the past, in Ye Feng’s eyes, he was already an incredible figure.

n“Hello, Uncle Zhou,” Ye Feng immediately greeted him politely.

n“Hey, isn’t this Xiao Feng? We haven’t seen each other for many years, right?”

nZhou Yunsheng immediately stood up and greeted him warmly.

n“Old Zhou, you don’t know how successful Xiao Feng is now. He’s driving a sportscar that’s worth a few million.”

nCao Lan immediately introduced him to her husband.

nZhou Yunsheng was surprised to hear that. “Xiao Feng, what are you doing now?”

nYe Feng was slightly embarrassed. “I am still in my first year.”

nZhou Yunsheng’s expression became more and more surprised. “You can afford a sportscar that costs millions in your first year of university? It’s simply unbelievable!”

nHe remembered that Ye Feng’s family was very poor.

nIn the past, when he came to his house to play, the clothes he wore were full of patches.

nHe was only in his first year of university. How did he become so rich?

n“I’m just doing some small businesses,” Ye Feng explained humbly.

n“What kind of business can make so much money?” Zhou Yunsheng continued to ask.

n“This…”

nYe Feng did not know how to explain it to him.

nSeeing this, Cao Lan immediately looked at her husband reproachfully. “How can an old fogey like you understand the business of young people? Hurry up and get some water for Xiao Feng.”

nZhou Yunsheng did not say anything more and hurried into the kitchen.

n“Xiao Feng, quickly sit down. Just treat this place as your own home. Don’t be polite.”

nCao Lan hurriedly asked Ye Feng to sit on the sofa.

nAt this time, Zhou Yunsheng came over with two cups of tea and sat next to Ye Feng very naturally. “Xiao Feng…”

nBefore he could speak, Cao Lan glared at him unhappily. “Why are you sitting there? Go sit over there.”

nZhou Yunsheng did not react. “What’s wrong with me sitting here? I’m going to chat with Xiao Feng for a while.”

nWithout saying anything, Cao Lan pulled him up and pushed him to another sofa.

n“You don’t have a good eye.”

nThen, she pushed Zhou Shuyao over and sat down next to Ye Feng.

nAs the force was too strong, she was directly pushed into Ye Feng’s arms.

nYe Feng subconsciously stretched out his hand and caught her.

nIt was extremely awkward.

nZhou Shuyao’s pretty face also immediately turned red, and she hurriedly stood up.

nCao Lan pressed her back down without giving her any chance to speak. “You should talk to Xiao Feng more.”

n“What are you talking about?”

nZhou Shuyao looked at her mother with some embarrassment.

nCao Lan suddenly felt a little resentful.

nHow did she give birth to such a disappointing thing?

nYe Feng was already at home.

nWhat a great opportunity!

nWhy don’t you know how to cherish it?

nSince her daughter was useless, it seemed that she had to do it herself.

nThinking of this…

nShe immediately walked to the other side of Ye Feng and sat down next to him.

n“Xiao Feng, drink some water.”

nYe Feng felt awkward.

nThe sofa was originally two seater, but now three people were squeezed in.

nMoreover, Cao Lan’s figure was a little plump. It was indeed a little crowded when the three of them sat together.

n“Xiao Feng, how are your grandparents?” Cao Lan tried to start a conversation.

n“Thank you, Aunt Cao, for your concern. Grandpa and Grandma, they’re all in good health,” Ye Feng answered awkwardly.

n“That’s good. Then… Have you ever mentioned you and Yao Yao to your grandparents?”

nCao Lan continued to beat around the bush.

n“Me and Yao Yao? What’s the matter?”

nYe Feng could not react for a moment.

n“Aren’t you dating Yao Yao? I wonder if your grandparents like Yao Yao?”

nCao Lan’s face was filled with anticipation.

n“Uh… I haven’t told my grandparents yet.”

nYe Feng smiled awkwardly.

nHearing this, Cao Lan’s heart thumped.

nWhat did he mean by that?

nIf he really wanted to marry Yao Yao…

nHe should have told his grandparents in advance.

nYe Feng did not tell them.

nDid it mean that he was just playing with Yao Yao?

nWhen she thought of this, she immediately felt a sense of crisis.

n“Xiao Feng, if you and Yao Yao are truly in love, you should bring her to meet your parents. What do you think?”

nCao Lan looked at Ye Feng expectantly.

nYe Feng’s head hurt, and he could only ask Zhou Shuyao for help.

nDidn’t he agree to pretend to be her boyfriend?

nWhy did he have to meet the parents?

nZhou Shuyao’s face revealed a look of shame.

nShe had not expected her mother to suddenly bring this up.

n“Uh… Auntie, I don’t think this is urgent. We can take it slowly.”

nYe Feng was helpless, and he could only continue to be perfunctory.

n“How can I not be anxious? Yao Yao is 23 this year. It is time to talk about marriage. Why don’t we settle your marriage now that you’re both back?”

nCao Lan didn’t bother to beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

n“Marriage?”

nYe Feng was dumbfounded.

n“Yeah, don’t you plan to marry Yao Yao?” Cao Lan immediately asked.

nYe Feng turned his head to look at Zhou Shuyao again.

nThis mother and daughter couldn’t be working together to set a trap for him, right?

nAll of a sudden, why did she start to force him into marriage?

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