Chapter 162: Solving Mother's Troubles
Jane's mother also found that her actions seemed to scare the baby, smiled at her apologetically, walked up to her, reached out and tidied her very messy hair, and looked distressed: "Mom also knows that the baby works hard and wants to rest at home, but ......" Speaking of the back, Jane's mother's expression became distressed.
Jian Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked Jian's mother: "Mom, did something happen?" ”
After summing up her words, Mother Jian said with some embarrassment: "Actually, this is the case, baby, you also saw those noble ladies who came to our house last time." ”
Jian Zhiyu nodded, but was still a little dazed: "What's wrong with them?" ”
Jane's mother was a little annoyed: "They are so difficult, I have clearly rejected them, but they have to say that they want to fight for their son's lifelong happiness, even if they can't decide on marriage immediately, they want you to meet their son, in case it is the type you like......"
Jian Zhiyu understood what Jane's mother said.
She took a deep breath and looked at the anxious Jane's mother, looking distressed.
It seems that those noble ladies will not stop until they have achieved their goals! And Jane's mother has been friends with them for many years, and it is not good to refuse directly without giving face.
She felt that it was time for her to solve her mother's problems, and it seemed that she also happened to need this opportunity.
Thinking of this, Jian Zhiyu held Jane's mother's hand and stretched out her hand to smooth out her frowning brows: "Mom, don't worry about these things. If you worry too much, it's easy to get wrinkles. ”
Mother Jian hurriedly reached out and touched the corners of her eyes and forehead, a little panicked: "Really? ”
Jian Zhiyu chuckled and shook his head: "My mother is very beautiful now, and she doesn't have a single wrinkle." ”
Mother Jane glared at Jian Zhiyu with disgust: "It's just your sweet mouth." But the tone was full of pampering.
Jian Zhiyu hugged Jane's mother's body and coquettishly: "How can there be!" Mom is already beautiful! ”
......
An hour later, after Jane's mother was carefully dressed, Jian Zhiyu stepped on high heels and appeared in a café near a shopping mall in the city center.
As for why you are here? Solve your mother's worries.
And the person who met her was the only son of a well-known real estate company in City A, An Zihao.
From the information provided by Jane's mother, it can be known that this person is 180 tall, weighs 60 kilograms, has just returned from studying abroad, and is now preparing to accept his father's company.
This last sentence is in Jian Zhiyu's ears that this man named An Zihao is currently an unemployed vagrant, relying on gnawing on the old.
Jian Zhiyu is not clear about the inside story of those wealthy families in City A.
Jane's mother told her that she also started in the real estate industry, and although Anjia did not have as much business as the Leng family, she still had a certain influence in City A.
Of course, these are not the focus of Jian Zhiyu's concern, what she cares about is whether this man named An Zihao will go to the appointment on time.
Looking at the time on their wrists, it was now five minutes away from their agreed time.
Just five minutes into the clock, the door of the café was pushed open from the outside, and a tall, slender man in a brown trench coat walked in.
Jian Zhiyu took the photo on his phone and compared it - three-dimensional facial features, deep eye sockets, healthy wheat-colored skin, looking like a mixed Chinese and foreign.
Well, it should be him.
The man looked around the café for a while, and finally walked towards Jane's table.
"Miss Jane!" The voice was low and a little hoarse, but the greeting attitude was still respectful and polite.
Jian Zhiyu was not surprised that he could recognize his state at such a glance.
If she can have a picture of him, he can have it too.
Jian Zhiyu nodded at him slightly, and said very politely: "Hello Mr. An!" ”
The two then began to look at each other for two minutes.