09. I'm busy playing cards with the junior
It wasn't until I fully reacted to what was happening in front of me that I realized that I had gotten myself into big trouble. Mr. Zeng's implication is obvious, he helped me get rid of my fiancΓ©, and I should help him play mahjong.
Obviously, what I said was reasonable, but I felt a sense of foreboding.
Just as I was pondering, my phone rang suddenly, and I picked it up to see that the call was actually from the hotel.
It's past ten o'clock, how can the hotel call me at this time?
I glanced at Zeng Ziqian, turned around, and pressed the answer button.
"Miss Yuan, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, there is a lady at the front desk who claims to be Mr. Yang's mother, saying that you want to cancel all your previous appointments and ask us to refund the deposit to her, do you know about this?"
Deposit?
"Miss Yuan, the manager suggests that you come to us immediately, your mother-in-law ......"
I immediately understood the ins and outs of the matter, but I didn't expect that Aunt Yang didn't even let go of the deposit for the hotel.
The favor is so cold.
I hurriedly hung up the phone, said hello to Zeng Ziqian, and hurried downstairs, stopped a taxi, and went straight to the hotel.
As soon as I entered the door of the hotel, I heard a familiar voice, and when I looked up, I saw Aunt Yang standing at the front desk, reasoning with the manager.
"Why can't the deposit be refunded to me? The money was paid by my son, and now that the wedding has been cancelled, I have the right to do so. β
The manager on duty shook his head helplessly, happened to see me, hurriedly walked over, and said, "Miss Yuan, you are finally here, we have explained to her many times, but she just won't ......leave."
Aunt Yang heard the sound and turned her head to look at me, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
I know that in her eyes, the money for the hotel and banquet is all from her son, and now that my wedding with Yang Heng has been canceled, she should get back her share.
It's just that what shocked me was that Yang Heng and I had just agreed to cancel the wedding, on the one hand, she was in a hurry to get the house, and on the other hand, she sneaked to the hotel, if it weren't for the good relationship between me and the front desk, I would still be in the dark.
"I'm sorry Manager Yang, you can get busy first, just leave this matter to me." I took a breath and walked over to Aunt Yang.
When Aunt Yang saw that the matter was exposed, a trace of emptiness flashed in her eyes, and then she said, "Xiaojie, you talk to the front desk yourself." β
I looked at Aunt Yang and said, "Auntie, can we borrow a step to speak?" β
Aunt Yang wished that she could do this, so she immediately raised her feet and walked towards the side door of the hotel, and I followed her forward, and faintly heard the voices of several waiters talking.
Words such as "wonderful" and "superb" fell into my ears, and my heart seemed to be tied to a big scale, sinking deeper and deeper.
At the side door, Aunt Yang stood there with her hands in her pockets and expressionless.
"Auntie, such a little money, it's really annoying for you to run around at night." I wanted to squeeze out a little laugh, but I couldn't laugh anyway.
"What's the trouble then, it's my son's money anyway." Aunt Yang raised her chin and said, "I told the hotel, they have to ask me to get my ID card or something, hum." β
I looked at the woman in my forties in front of me with trepidation, thinking about her hypocritical face in the past, and suddenly felt ridiculous.
"Auntie, the wedding is handled by me and Yang Heng, even if the wedding is canceled, the deposit has nothing to do with you." I felt my voice a little cold, "Even if I want to retreat, it's my business and your son's business." β
"My son has a lot to do......"
"Yes, I'm busy playing cards with the junior."
Aunt Yang was choked by my words, she looked at me, her eyes shook from side to side, and she stammered: "What little three, don't you all break up." β
It turned out that she had known about it.