Chapter 179: Candidates

Chapter 179 Candidates

Lee Mi-young kicked the drunken John with her foot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

John understood and coughed lightly, "Ah, yes, the traffic in Seoul has been very bad at night recently, and I heard Baolan say that it should be very hard for you to just come back by plane, so just live at home, and you are not an outsider." ā€

The corners of Wang Luo's mouth twitched, and he looked at Quan Baolan.

"No one has slept in the guest room at home for too long, it's not good, Wang Luo lives not far from here." Quan Baolan hurriedly said.

"It's okay, let Wang Luo live in your room, who are you in the guest room." Li Meiying said with a smile.

Quan Baolan was a little embarrassed, "I mean, he has other things to do at night, right." ā€

Saying that, Quan Baolan kicked Wang Luo under the table.

"In that case, I'll excuse myself, and Mr. John and I can continue chatting." Wang Luo said with a smile.

Quan Baolan's expression froze, and she turned her head to look at Wang Luo angrily.

Wang Luo and John were chatting on the sofa, and Quan Baolan was squatting on the stool with a resentful face.

"Come and wash the dishes." Li Miying shouted in the kitchen.

Quan Baolan sighed, rubbed into the kitchen, and looked at Li Meiying puzzled, "Mom, what are you going to do?" ā€

"Of course it's for your benefit." Lee Mi-young closed the kitchen door with a serious face.

"What's the benefit?" Quan Baolan's face was confused.

"Don't think I can't see it, you don't have that with him yet." Li Meiying squeezed her eyes.

"Which one?" Quanbaolan was very puzzled.

"Don't pretend, you know." Li Meiying gave Quan Baolan a blank look.

Quan Baolan's cheeks were slightly red, "Mom, you are too disrespectful." ā€

"This is called the heart of poor parents." Li Meiying sighed softly and touched Quan Baolan's head, "Don't think that Mom can't see it, you have nothing to do with it." ā€

Quan Baolan was stunned and hurriedly explained, "This, the relationship has not happened yet, but it doesn't mean that there is none." ā€

"Still trying to lie to me?" Li Meiying raised her eyebrows, "I haven't seen a real person before, and I am suspicious, but now that I see a real person, I will know, you must be pulling someone else to act." ā€

Quan Baolan touched her cheeks in embarrassment, and said stiffly, "How can there be." ā€

"Don't talk about looks, you're definitely not worthy of others." Li Meiying said.

"Is it my own mother?" Quan Baolan rolled his eyes with a black face.

"It's not that you're ugly, you're just averagely ugly, but how beautiful people are, and there are so many beautiful people around, which one is not more competitive than you with a thin waist and legs?" Li Meiying snorted softly.

"Hehehe." Quan Baolan was unconvinced, and straightened her towering chest.

"And you asked, the big-hearted and brainless." Lee Mi-young continued.

Quanbao's blue face is even darker.

"Look at the fact that Wang Luo and John can talk about academics and politics, talk to me about art, and talk to you about anything, they don't have a common language at all." Li Meiying said angrily.

"You can talk about gossip." Quan Baolan muttered unconvinced.

"Phew, let's just say you're big-chested, what's there to talk about about this kind of thing." Li Meiying pinched Quan Baolan's cheeks lightly, "First, people don't have a common language with you, and second, they don't want your body, how can you be your boyfriend, you can reach people mentally and physically." ā€

Quan Baolan's expression froze, and he snorted lightly, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

Looking at her daughter who seemed to be stung, Li Meiying smiled and took her into her arms, "But Mom thinks he's a good person." ā€

Quan Baolan rolled her eyes in her mother's arms, "What are you going to do, old lady, to show off the uselessness of my criticism to an outsider, angry!" ā€

"People don't use you to set off." Li Meiying chuckled and patted her daughter's head, "Although you are making a joke to fool me, but you like him, but you can't fake it." ā€

Quan Baolan's body trembled, and he was a little flustered, "Nonsense, I like him." ā€

"It's useless for you to deny it." Li Meiying smiled: "Mom, I'm sorry for you." ā€

Listening to Li Meiying's apologetic voice, Quan Baolan's body froze.

"Mom knows that because of the selfishness of your youth, you are now disillusioned and resistant to marriage and love, in fact, Mom has always blamed herself and worried about your future." Li Meiying sighed.

"What are you worried about, a person won't starve to death, and besides, I've been used to being alone for so many years." All-sapphire eyes are slightly sour.

"Do you know when a woman is happiest in her life?" Li Meiying asked.

"When you put on your wedding dress?" Quan Baolan replied suspiciously.

"Mom wore it twice, and I didn't feel much happy." Li Meiying smiled, "In fact, when you are pursuing love, it is the time when women are the happiest, freest, and most powerful." ā€

Quan Baolan raised her eyebrows slightly, and Park Ji-yeon's small face flashed in her mind.

"Women have sensuality and impulses in their genes, and only when the two are one, that happiness is the real happiness, much purer than the value happiness that society and the world later attached to us." Li Meiying said softly, "This process is happy, even if the ending is not good, it doesn't matter, because this happiness will accompany you for a lifetime, and when you are in pain and despair, you will feel some tenderness that this world has given you." ā€

Quan Baolan frowned, as if she was a little confused, "Mom, can you stop reading poetry?" ā€

"Dead girl." Li Meiying patted her daughter's head helplessly, "My head is full of paste." ā€

Quan Baolan pursed her lips and snickered twice.

"Do you like him?" Li Miying asked again.

"It's a lie to say you don't like it, but there's nothing we can do." Quan Baolan smiled, "He has a lot of women's." ā€

"What does a marriage that satisfies you?" Li Meiying asked softly.

"Me?" Quan Baolan was stunned, she had never considered this question.

"He's a good fit, a man to rely on and a husband." Li Meiying said softly.

"Husband, even if I get married, it won't be my turn." Quan Baolan chuckled and shook his head.

"It's a bad idea, but Mom thinks it's a good ending for you." Li Meiying smiled and said something in Quan Baolan's ear.

Quan Baolan's little face turned red little by little, and her moist eyes also flashed with tangles.

Wang Luo is not good at dealing with parents, and the only experience he has is Cui Xiuying's parents or Lin Yun'er's parents who are seriously hostile to him.

In the face of the warm hospitality of Quan Baolan's mother, Wang Luo is still a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, Li Meiying is a very well-cultivated person, although she is enthusiastic but not burdened, but Wang Luo always feels that it is a little weird.

Li Meiying's style reminded Wang Luo of a career that is not too serious as a 'salesman'.

chatting with John, Quan Baolan was bored lying on the sofa watching TV, Li Meiying went to the kitchen from time to time to prepare some snacks, Wang Luo and John drank another bottle of vodka, and the scale of drinking and chatting became bigger and bigger, regardless of Li Meiying's eyes.

The foreigners chatted happily, and it was really unstoppable, and in the end, John was still carried back to the room by Li Meiying with the American dream he was promoting, and he got drunk. (To be continued.) )