41. A Person Living a Lifetime Alone
“Yan Ge!”
May Square, second floor.
The sudden interruption of the exchange broke Su Yan’s thoughts. His expression cleared a bit as he instinctively took a sip of the milk tea in his hand and then shifted his gaze away from a man and a woman at the entrance of the amusement park below.
Wow, they have both a son and a daughter.
Looking at someone much younger than him, probably still a college student, and already a mother of two kids…
How can she have such a bad temper after becoming a mom?
Speaking of which, isn’t her husband hot? Dressing so warmly in this weather, even with the air conditioning in the mall, seems a bit ridiculous.
At this moment.
Due to the casual excuse Jiang Zhi had come up with earlier, Su Yan perfectly misunderstood the relationship between the two.
He shook his head, chewing on the QQ pearl in his mouth, and stopped thinking about these things.
After all, this is their family business and has nothing to do with him. Su Yan was just a little curious about which hero could tolerate Jiang Zhi’s temper that was comparable to a superwoman’s?
Salute to him🫡!
He thought Jiang Zhi was quite amazing.
Although her attitude towards him was very bad, Su Yan didn’t feel much disgust. Part of this was certainly due to Jiang Zhi’s looks—after all, he was a total “strong woman” fan. But another part was something Su Yan couldn’t quite put into words.
In the end, why does Jiang Zhi treat him that way?
He didn’t think he had upset her in any way.
But Su Yan’s intuition had always been quite accurate.
Perhaps in the near future, Jiang Zhi would have some connection with him, and he didn’t know what kind of big surprise she would prepare for him then.
“Yan Ge, what are you looking at?”
At that moment, Chang Yue leaned over from behind.
He also leaned against the glass railing, stretched his head down to look, and curiously asked, “Is there something good to see? Let me take a look too!”
Su Yan casually pointed at a girl: “That one, with long legs.”
“Where? Where?”
Chang Yue suddenly became interested. After spotting the target, he let out a slightly regretful sound: “What? Just her? Not as long as my Xiao Xi’s legs.”
“You know your Xiao Xi has long legs, yet you still look? Do you believe I’ll post you on Xiaohongshu?” Su Yan joked.
The Xiao Xi Chang Yue mentioned was his girlfriend. Su Yan had seen her before; she was a cute girl, not very tall, still in college.
This time, he and Lin Qingyan were dragged to the mall by Chang Yue to help him strategize and pick out clothes as gifts for his girlfriend.
Su Yan felt speechless.
I can understand you dragging Lin Qingyan along, but dragging me along, what’s that about? I’m a lifelong single dog who hasn’t even seen a pig run, what advice can I give you?
Su Yan asked, “Where have you guys been? It took you so long to come back. I’ve been waiting for ages.”
“You still have the face to say that!”
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Chang Yue revealed a resentful and aggrieved expression: “We just went to the restroom, but when we got back to the women’s clothing store, you were gone. You didn’t reply to our messages, so we went to look at other stores.”
“Ahem!”
Hearing this, Su Yan awkwardly touched his nose. Unavoidably, he was hiding in the fitting room, facing Jiang Zhi at that moment.
Of course, he couldn’t tell anyone about what had just happened, so he turned and asked, “Where’s Lin Qingyan?”
“Upstairs to buy milk tea.”
Chang Yue was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly noticed the milk tea in Su Yan’s hand and was momentarily stunned: “Huh? How come you have a cup?”
He remembered that on the way to the mall, Yan Ge complained about being thirsty, so he secretly bought a cup of milk tea at their club’s entrance, making him and Lin Ge anxious…
Su Yan thought without hesitation: “Didn’t drink enough.”
“Awesome, you’re not worried about getting diabetes,” Chang Yue reminded: “The day after tomorrow is the competition; don’t drink too much, or the coach will scold you again.”
Su Yan shot him a sidelong glance: “Are you my mom?”
As soon as the words fell, his phone rang. Taking it out, he saw it was Ms. Shen calling, just as they say, “speak of the devil.”
“Let me take this call.”
Su Yan informed Chang Yue before walking a few steps away to find a slightly quieter corner to answer the phone: “Hello, Mom.”
On the other end, Ms. Shen’s cold voice came through: “How are you considering the blind date?”
As straightforward as ever.
Su Yan silently complained in his heart but replied playfully, “Oh, if you hadn’t mentioned it, I’d have forgotten. The blind date, I think, you see, right?
“Don’t joke with me.”
“Ah, my dear mother…” Su Yan sighed with a headache: “How many times do I have to say it? I really am not gay. Why don’t you believe me?”
It was also baffling; he just had a few less female friends and more male friends, didn’t want to date, and had rejected many girls’ confessions, so why was his own mom suspecting he was gay?
“Isn’t it? Once you have a girlfriend, you’ll know.”
Ms. Shen’s tone remained normal: “Think carefully about those girls I sent you; they are outstanding in both appearance and education, worthy of our family.”
“So…”
Su Yan raised an eyebrow: “Are you sure someone like me, who didn’t even finish high school, would attract their interest?”
“Absolutely, and certainly,” Ms. Shen seemed to take a sip of tea: “Trust your mom’s judgment; quite a few of them are your fans.”
“……”
Wow, super fans?
Mom, do you really want your son to die?
It’s normal for a middle-aged woman who wholeheartedly focuses on work not to understand online public opinion. Su Yan also didn’t feel like explaining, so he said: “In any case, I won’t go on blind dates. The competition is coming up, and I’m very busy.”
“This child!”
Seeing her persuasion was in vain, Ms. Shen’s tone finally showed a slight fluctuation: “Aren’t you worried at all? People your age not only think about dating, but a bunch of them already have kids!”
“I…”
Su Yan was about to retort but suddenly choked.
If this were earlier, he would have countered her remarks with a “Am I a fool to believe what you say?”
After all, in his understanding, how could someone in their twenties have kids?
But just ten minutes ago, he had just parted ways with a mother of two who was very likely in her twenties, a living example right in front of him, which made it impossible for Su Yan not to believe.
“In any case, I won’t go on blind dates.”
“You child, can’t you try harder for your mom so I can hold my grandson sooner?”
“Ah… hello? The signal is bad!”
Su Yan felt like his ears were about to develop calluses from the conversation. He casually fobbed off a few words, ignored Ms. Shen’s scolding, and simply hung up the phone.
The sound of a busy signal echoed through the phone.
Ms. Shen’s last sentence hung in his mind, not because he cared so much, but because in such a short time, it was hard to forget.
Hold a grandson?
If it were possible, he would actually prefer a daughter.
Daughters are nice; daughters are so cute, right?
Daughters are daddy’s little cotton-padded jackets, especially in scenarios where a wife and daughter compete for his affection—a scene every successful man must experience.
Su Yan had always been a very contradictory person.
He didn’t have much yearning for marriage, yet he loved the atmosphere of a family, with daily life and a wife and daughter by his side; he thought that feeling was excellent.
But it remained just a liking.
Su Yan had thought more than once that he would probably live alone like this for a lifetime?
