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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

After Wang Yue went up to the second floor, he found a room with a wooden sign of "Qingxiang Pavilion".

Wang Yue stopped at the door of the room, he only cared about not being late, ignoring that his whole body was soaked from the heavy rain, and it was really rude to go to see Jian Li's mother in such an embarrassed manner, after all, this was the first time to meet, and the first impression was very important.

Wang Yue remembered the previous phone call with Jian Li's mother, compared to Jian Zhongfeng's old-fashioned and aggressive, Jian Li's mother's tone was all soft, like clear water, and the lotion's soul was so relaxing.

Perhaps, Jian Li's mother is a person who doesn't care about these details.

Wang Yue took off the top of his sportswear and twisted the water, then put it back on and gently knocked on the sandalwood sliding door.

A soft and gentle voice sounded: "Enter." ”

Wang Yue opened the sandalwood door, the room inside is not big, but whether it is on the ground and on the wall, there are sandalwood boards that exude a faint sandalwood fragrance, the whole room is decorated with very style and elegance, giving people the first feeling is very relaxed and comfortable, and the faint fragrance of tea fills the room.

Wang Yue, who was wet all over, and the corners of his clothes and hair were still dripping, really didn't match this elegant room.

On the balcony of the small room, there is an elaborate wooden table carved with lifelike camellia motifs and a few verses praising the tea ceremony.

A beautiful woman dressed with a gentle appearance like water and a temperament like an empty orchid is fiddling with the tea set with her white and tender hands, and the fragrance of tea in the room is in the purple sand teapot.

The woman glanced at Wang Yue, who was wet, with a gentle smile in her eyes, and said, "Sit." ”

Wang Yue glanced at the woman a little dumbfounded, this is Jian Li's mother, a gentle woman with a temperament like Youlan, the gentle temperament on Jian Li's body may be inherited from her.

Jian Li's mother didn't show a disgusted expression because of his wet appearance, which made Wang Yue immediately feel a little better about Jian Li's mother's impression.

Wang Yue walked to the wooden table on the balcony and sat on the same very delicate wooden chair, smelling the fresh fragrance of tea.

The balcony is not very big, but the view from here is very good, and you can see the extremely beautiful camellia flowers blooming in the back garden.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Su Wanlan, you can call me Aunt Su."

Su Wanlan's voice did not have the slightest arrogance, and she introduced herself to Wang Yue cordially in a gentle tone like making friends.

Wang Yue followed by self-introduction: "My name is Wang Yue. ”

Wang Yue was able to maintain a tough attitude in front of the aggressive Jian Zhongfeng, but in front of the gentle Su Wanlan, Wang Yue was actually a little nervous.

Su Wanlan stretched out her white and tender hand, held the delicate purple sand teapot, poured a cup of tea for Wang Yue, and said softly: "Do you know what the reason I am looking for you?" ”

Wang Yue nodded and said, "I know, it's Ali's business." ”

Su Wanlan said this to Wang Yue cordially: "Your mother or your father, have they quietly bought you gifts in order to surprise you?" ”

Wang Yue said: "Yes." ”

Su Wanlan asked, "Do you like the gifts your parents bought you?" ”

Wang Yue said: "I like it." ”

Wang Yue's family belongs to the kind of family below average, and the gifts his parents bought for him are all very cheap, but every piece is Wang Yue's favorite, for no other reason, it was bought by his parents.

Su Wanlan said softly: "Every child is the heart of his parents, as a parent, he always does his best to give him the best, I like to buy some small gifts for Ali, Ali also likes the gifts I buy very much, Ali's thoughts are the same as yours, the things that parents buy are always liked." ”

Wang Yue couldn't help but shake his head slightly, a heart, and suddenly his heart was as cold as water.

Su Wanlan used a foreshadowing technique to lead to the following words in the posture of throwing bricks and attracting jade.

Su Wanlan first asked Wang Yue if he liked the gift his parents bought for him, and Wang Yue said that he liked it because his parents bought it for him.

At the beginning, this short dialogue did not make Wang Yue think about it, until Su Wanlan said the sentence "What your parents buy is always liked", Wang Yue understood in an instant, Su Wanlan was telling him that if there is something, he will help Ah Li choose, and Ah Li will definitely accept it, because she is her mother, and Ah Li accepts what I give her, just like you accept the gift that your parents bought for you.

Wang Yue said in a firm tone: "A word of love, not a gift!" ”

Facing Wang Yue, who had a somewhat tough tone, Su Wanlan's tone was still so soft, and she said, "What I gave to Ah Li is the best." ”

Wang Yue said: "The best is not necessarily the most suitable. ”

Su Wanlan said: "Just like a commodity, a penny, a penny, good things are expensive, and the next price is cheap, maybe at the beginning of the purchase, two items with different prices look exactly the same, they are very beautiful, but when you buy these two things home, and after a long time, you will find that the quality of cheap items is far less expensive than that price." ”

Wang Yue grinned and said coldly: "It turns out that in Aunt Su's eyes, love is an item. ”

Su Wanlan asked, "Do you know what love is?" ”

Wang Yue said: "People who understand love must be a fool, I don't understand love, but I know that everyone is an independent individual, and everyone has the right to pursue what they like, Ah Li, should have this right." ”

Su Wanlan said calmly: "What I did was to help Ah Li directly eliminate those who were inferior, and directly let Ah Li choose the best." ”

Wang Yue showed a self-deprecating smile on his face and said, "I'm secondary, so I'm eliminated?" ”

Su Wanlan did not answer Wang Yue's question directly, but replied in a different way, and said, "You lost to Jiang Xuanye, didn't you?" ”

Wang Yue did not veto his defeat, nor did he excuse his failure, nodded and honestly admitted: "Well, the defeat is a failure. ”

Su Wanlan took a sip of fragrant tea elegantly, looked at the extremely beautiful camellia blooming in the garden, and said: "The previous example has shown that good things always have good reasons, you say that I am talking about objects, in fact, it is a truth, when this truth is applied to things in reality, isn't the result also obvious?" ”

Jian Zhongfeng's words are knives, and each knife is the flesh of Wang Yue's self-esteem, although Wang Yue is in pain, but he can grit his teeth and resist.

Su Wanlan's words, every sentence was a soft and gentle tone, but every sentence made Wang Yue almost collapse.