I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Andy got over the initial nervousness and worked hard to regain her usual generosity and decency.

She sat on the sofa in the living room, feeling the eyes of Chen Chuan's parents on her, and answered Zhang Xiangyun's questions with a smile and a little nervousness.

While Zhang Xiangyun went to wash the fruits and Chen's father went to get boiling water, Andy quickly sent a message to her little "maid" Ren Li on her mobile phone: "Here's his mother!"

Buzz!

Ren Limiao replied to her and mentioned some details that she should pay attention to:

1. Don’t be too polite, as that will make you look unfamiliar, just be polite.

2. Don’t make the chat like a debate. Keep your words simple and appear caring.

3. Behave in a controlled manner, don’t rush to work, just be natural.

4. Don’t be bothered by the basic “household registration” questions. Just talk about them.

5. Use honorifics when speaking...

6. You may be just a tool, pulled by Chen Chuan to deal with her parents, so don’t take it too seriously.

Andy took a deep breath and looked at the notes sent by Ren Li one by one on her phone.

Chen Chuan walked to Andy and rubbed her... to signal her to relax.

Andy asked: "Am I a tool, or am I serious?"

"What kind of tool man?" Chen Chuan glanced at Andy's mobile phone and said with a smile, "This Ren Li... is a ghost."

But faced with Andy's serious questioning eyes.

Chen Chuan replied: "We are just tools to deal with them, but we are serious, understand?"

"I understand~" Seeing that there was no one in the living room, Andy boldly came over, hugged Chen Chuan, kissed him, and hummed, "I miss you so much."

Hearing the footsteps, Andy immediately sat upright, stood up and said, "Auntie, don't be busy..."

Zhang Xiangyun and Father Chen came back with fruits, water and snacks.

"Xiao An, eat some fruit, it's so sweet." Zhang Xiangyun said with a smile.

The overall atmosphere was slightly awkward, but not bad.

Then, Zhang Xiangyun entered the question session:

How old are you and where are you from? Are both parents local? What do parents do? Are there five insurances and one housing fund? When will you retire? Are there any brothers or sisters at home? Who are the family members? Where are you working? How many people are there in the company? Is this industry very hard? How did you two meet? How long have you known each other?

Of course, these questions are not rigid interrogations, they are all mixed in with the chat.

Andy answered truthfully, and the first sentence did not match Chen Chuan's, saying "28".

However, Zhang Xiangyun didn't react at all on the surface, with a decent and friendly smile.

Buzz!

Andy's cell phone placed on the coffee table vibrated, and a message came from Ren Li.

Ren Li: By the way, don’t say you are 28, just say 24.

Everyone has seen it.

Chen Chuan touched his nose.

Father Chen scratched his instep.

…

11pm.

The chat ends.

Andy stayed at Chen Chuan's house.

She took a shower, wrapped in a bath towel, and stood in Chen Chuan's bedroom.

Chen Chuan patted her back and said, "Performance is okay."

"My age... I can't answer it well." Andy hesitated.

"Age doesn't matter, come up." Chen Chuan lay down and said.

Andy rubbed it and sat on it obediently.

Chen Chuan picked up the phone and asked, "Tell me your parents' addresses."

"Daguanzhuang Village, Pingxi District..." Andy asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Can your dad have a drink?"

"Um."

Chen Chuan bought 10 boxes of Moutai at the Moutai flagship store and sent them over. Each box cost a total of 320,000 yuan.

For Chen Chuan, this is not money anymore.

After buying it, Chen Chuan said: "For Father's Day, I bought two bottles of wine for your dad and wish him a happy holiday."

"Thank you." Andy sat on Chen Chuan and hugged him up.

"Why are you so tight...?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Huh? Because you haven't..." Andy said softly.

"No, why are you so nervous? When my mother asked you, you stuttered. Aren't you always in a good mood?" Chen Chuan asked, holding her crotch.

"yes,

But that's your mother, she's basically my ancestor. How can I not be nervous when I see my ancestor? "Anti said.

"What an ancestor, she is very easy to talk to. After getting along with her for a long time, you will know that in her heart, she is still a little girl and quite naive. And her best friends are all very naive." Chen Chuan said.

"You dare to call your mother childish, I will complain to her~" Andy said with a smile.

"Oh, are we on the same front? You little traitor, we have found a traitor, let me deal with you."

"don't want……"

In the middle of the night, the Chen family was engaged in a silent war, which ended with the traitor being killed and losing his armor.

Early the next morning.

Andy got up early and made breakfast, potato pancakes, salty porridge, pimple soup, fried eggs, fried Parma ham, fried eggplant, fried lotus root, and pot stickers.

After Chen Chuan got up, he saw that the dark circles under his father's eyes were a little heavy, and he was surprised and said: "What's wrong? Was he beaten?"

"No..." Father Chen hurriedly lowered his head and rubbed it.

"Did you not sleep last night?" Chen Chuan was surprised.

"I slept, um... well, I slept very, very well." Father Chen muttered, "I have to go back to my morning jog. Hey, Xiao An made so many delicious things, it's amazing !”

Andy chuckled: "If you're not good at craftsmanship, just make something casually. Uncle, please try this."

Zhang Xiangyun felt happy when he got up, and greeted Andy happily: "Good morning, Xiao An, did you do all this?"

"Well, aunty, try this."

"Okay, I'm going to wash up and come back later for a big dinner." Zhang Xiangyun hummed and danced away.

In the morning, it was a hearty breakfast for the family of four.

Then, Chen’s father drove P1 to a hotpot restaurant.

Andy also drove here. She drove the white Martha President that Chen Chuan gave her, and she also went to work.

Zhang Xiangyun drove Cayenne, so she didn't go to the hot pot restaurant. Because she was in a good mood, she went shopping with some of her best friends (to show off).

Chen Chuan was lying in his new home.

Chen Chuan posted on Moments, taking a photo of the coastline of Haiqin City outside the window, with the text: This place of peace is my hometown.

This house was renovated at a cost of 20 million yuan. Needless to say, it is luxurious. The main reason is that my parents lived here. There are traces of their parents everywhere - traces of their lives. This makes people feel at ease and feels like home.

Just lying on the sofa in the living room, blowing the sea breeze coming in from the window, and basking in the faint sunshine, it was just two words "comfortable".

The [Xishan Longyin] mansion in Beijing is worth 200 million. [Dongjiao No. 1] on the Shanghai Stock Exchange is worth 280 million. The "Black Butterfly Shell" in Chengdu is worth 100 million, and the "Jiuxitai" in Chongqing is worth 90 million. They are not as reassuring as the 46.8 million house where my parents live in my hometown.

So, the problem is not about money. It doesn’t matter how much or how little money you have. It’s still the same saying, “This is my hometown where I feel at ease.”

After looking at the balance of 1.2 billion U.S. dollars in the card, Chen Chuan stretched his posture and felt more comfortable.

…

In a rental house in Haiqin City.

Wanwan was making dumplings in the living room. Not only was she making dumplings, but there was also a man and a woman. There were three people in total, all young people.

After she finished wrapping, she washed her hands and looked at her cell phone. She saw "This peace of mind is my hometown" and was surprised: "He went home?"

"Who?" asked the young man making dumplings.

Wanwan said: "It's...a junior from the same school, that Zeng Shipeng, Wang Meng, you two can eat here, I have to go out."

"Why are you going? I asked for leave today to make dumplings at home. They are all finished and the dumplings will be served soon. Where are you going?" asked the young man.

"I went to give money to my junior brother, and he lent me a sum of money. He just happened to be back, so I went to give it to her." Wanwan said.

"Can't you transfer it to him? Do you have to give it in person?" the young man asked.

"Well...it's not a small amount. I don't trust the transfer."

"The dumplings are almost ready. You can eat before you leave. This is the first time for the three of us to make dumplings together." The young man said.

Wanwan thought for a while and said, "Then I'll take some and go to my junior classmate's place to eat."

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