I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2691 - 1672: Fill the Cups
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"Jiang Chen is here, what are you hiding from him for?"
Without even knocking, Shi Qianxi just twisted the door knob and swaggered in, truly not considering herself an outsider.
Not right.
She’s not an outsider either.
Not having time to scold her daughter for being impolite, Shi Zhenhua immediately glared angrily.
"Nonsense! I’m hiding from him?"
Shi Qianxi ignored him, shifting her gaze, "Mom, Dad already told you, right?"
"Told me what?"
Meng Meiling retorted, her face expressionless, treating her ex-husband and daughter with equal indifference.
Shi Qianxi took a light breath and then personally shared the good news, "I’m with Jiang Chen now."
"And the second half of that sentence?"
Shi Zhenhua snorted coldly.
"Dad, could you not butt in when I’m talking to my mom? It’s really rude of you."
Shi Zhenhua quickly opened his mouth, but it seemed like an invisible cloth had stuffed his throat, unable to make a sound, making his face turn dark with frustration.
"Mom, you’re definitely going to give your blessing, right?"
Shi Qianxi gazed at her mother, taking the lead. She knew today she couldn’t stay out of it; relying solely on the guy downstairs with just a gut full of courage wouldn’t cut it.
"Do you need my blessing?"
Meng Meiling countered.
"Of course I do. Otherwise, why would we come home today?"
"So you’re saying, if we don’t give you our blessing, you won’t come home, is that it?"
Shi Qianxi tilted her head, sighed helplessly, "That’s not what I mean. Dad, could you think more positively, and not always assume the worst of people? Look, Jiang Chen coming to our home today took a lot of courage."
Shi Zhenhua was unmoved; since they were in the study, if they had been in the kitchen, he might have picked up a kitchen knife and chopped on the cutting board hard.
"Do you know what I would have done when I was younger? Little Seven’s need for nutrition is growing stronger, you might want to give it a bigger meal now and then."
"Dad!"
Shi Qianxi put on a strict face, "That’s too much! Jiang Chen even brought you all gifts."
Gifts?
At the words, Shi Zhenhua’s expression involuntarily softened.
As a parent, what’s important?
Attitude, right.
"What did he bring?"
Shi Zhenhua asked in an indifferent tone, giving the impression of someone who clearly wants to know but insists on pretending not to care.
"Fish cake."
Shi Zhenhua was taken aback, "Fish cake?"
"Right."
Shi Qianxi nodded, "Fish cake from Sha City, a nationwide specialty. Outside the local area, what’s sold are all fakes."
Shi Zhenhua laughed.
"Does your old man not even know what fish cake tastes like?"
"So, what do you want then? I’ll ask him to buy it for you."
Shi Qianxi replied straightforwardly.
"I don’t want anything!"
Shi Zhenhua replied without hesitation.
Shi Qianxi, clearly prepared for this, immediately responded after her dad’s reply, "There you go. He knows you lack nothing, so he thought of bringing some hometown specialties. Dad, the textbook taught us that ’a gift of a goose feather, though light, is heavy with meaning.’"
Shi Zhenhua, caught off guard, moved his lips but found himself speechless. Seeing this, Meng Meiling seamlessly took over, jumping in.
"Where is he?"
After all, they had been married for decades.
Shi Qianxi turned to face them, dealing with two at once, "Downstairs. To avoid any unprepared awkwardness. Can we go down now?"
Meng Meiling remained unmoved, asking, "Have you thought about what kind of life you’re going to face in the future? Are you sure you can accept it?"
Shi Zhenhua nodded unwittingly.
Now that’s more like it.
Meiling, after all, was just saying one thing and meaning another.
"Mom, I’ve thought it through."
She smiled sweetly, "At worst, one-three-five, two-four-six."
Shi Zhenhua felt dizzy, supporting himself on the desk, jokingly scolding, "Can you really get one-three-five or two-four-six?"
Shi Qianxi looked over, "Dad, that’s not something you need to worry about. What’s there that can’t be discussed? How it splits can be figured out later."
Alright.
This is beyond saving; it’s terminal.
Meng Meiling, stalled, was silent for a moment, as if making a final effort.
"If you ever feel wronged in the future, don’t come looking for anyone."
The result of Shi Qianxi’s reaction was to raise her right hand as if swearing, "I promise, I absolutely won’t disturb you over things between him and me. Dad, Mom, you can peacefully enjoy your retirement now."
"Go, go, go, hurry and go!"
Shi Zhenhua waved his hand to urge them, as if he’d find peace once out of sight.
"Hmph. Go if we must, Mom, let’s go down and leave him here alone."
Shi Qianxi held onto her mother’s arm, pulling her out of the study, without even closing the door for her dad.
One could guess that back in the study, Shi Zhenhua would be left with more long sighs.
Forgotten by his daughter for a man, surely.
"Mom, why is dad so stubborn? I told him, no matter good or bad, I’ll handle it myself, yet he’s still so fussy."
Shi Qianxi grumbled as she walked.
"Turns out he used to put on an act. I thought he really was that open-minded."
"Men are all like this."
Shi Qianxi didn’t understand, turning to look at her much calmer mom, "Like what?"
"They allow themselves any indulgences but are strict with their sons-in-law."
If Jiang Chen were here, he’d surely salute Aunt Meng.
What an unselfish gesture?
Shi Qianxi couldn’t help but laugh, not getting around to continuing scolding her dad, "embarrassingly" saying, "Mom, what are you saying, calling him a son-in-law already."
"Don’t you feel any grievance?"
Shi Qianxi shook her head, her expression calming, gently answering, "What’s there to feel aggrieved about. It’s just a certificate. Would having one mean no grievances?"
Meng Meiling was silent.
"I know how he treats me, and you know, Dad knows too. Priceless treasures are easy to obtain, true lovers hard to find. Mom, it’s something I’ve fought for between us. If he really were a philanderer, I wouldn’t have to try so hard."