Chapter 0712: The Mothers

In fact, every man or woman feels a bit awkward when facing their partner's family. Especially when a man meets his girlfriend's parents for the first time, he usually feels a lack of confidence, after all, you've taken their precious daughter.

Of course, some people don't feel that way.

Then there are only two possible reasons: either you don't regard this woman as a treasure to spend your life with, or her own family doesn't care about her either.

Naturally, this situation doesn't apply to Zhao Fusheng at all.

After all, Li Yuan had always had a very good impression of Zhao Fusheng since he was a child, and had long regarded him as her son-in-law. Not to mention that he had already slept with Fan Baobao; even if Fan Baobao and Zhao Fusheng were quarreling now, Li Yuan would probably scold her daughter for being unreasonable. Because Zhao Fusheng's impression was just too good.

Sensible, obedient, respectful to elders, and successful in his career before even graduating. Most importantly, Li Yuan could see that Zhao Fusheng truly cherished Fan Baobao from beginning to end.

As a mother, nothing is more important than her daughter meeting a man who loves her.

"Baobao, you've worked hard." Looking at the kitchen utensils and such, Zhao's mother said with a distressed expression, "Having to take care of that brat, it's really not easy."

Fan Baobao was extremely embarrassed, because Zhao Fusheng had made breakfast for her that morning.

But the problem was, under the current circumstances, she couldn't say anything.

And she really didn't understand what was wrong with the two mothers, why had they suddenly barged in?

But when Fan Baobao saw the dishes that Zhao's mother and Li Yuan had brought out, she felt terrible, her face turning as red as blood, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

In her heart, she had already cursed Zhao Fusheng, that bastard, a thousand times over.

"Um..." Fan Baobao was so embarrassed she couldn't even speak clearly.

Zhao's mother seemed to understand her situation, said nothing, and gave Li Yuan a meaningful look.

Having been close friends for decades, their默契 was beyond words, and besides, it was her own daughter. Li Yuan pulled Fan Baobao into the bedroom, and naturally it was time for mother-daughter heart-to-heart talk.

Meanwhile, Zhao's mother began to help tidy up the house and clean the rooms.

As for Fan Beibei, she had already familiarized herself with the fridge, found her favorite snacks, turned on the TV, and sat there watching cartoons.

"Adults, so many secrets." Looking at the tightly closed bedroom door, little Fan Beibei sighed with emotion.

More than an hour later, Li Yuan came out of the room with red eyes, took over Zhao's mother's cleaning work, and Zhao's mother went into Fan Baobao's room.

So when Zhao Fusheng returned to the villa, he was greeted by four pairs of red, swollen eyes.

Why four pairs?

Heh, Fan Beibei had accidentally gotten chili oil from her snack into her eyes while eating.

"Mom, Auntie, why are you here?" Zhao Fusheng asked curiously, but the next moment he realized and became extremely embarrassed.

"What's wrong with us coming? It's not like we came to see you. Can't I come to see Baobao?" The only one who would retort to Zhao Fusheng so bluntly was none other than Zhao's mother.

"Fine, fine, you can come whenever you want. If it's really inconvenient, after we start school, you could move in with us." Zhao Fusheng said helplessly.

This was his own mother, what could he do?

His mother snorted, giving him a look that said, 'You know what's good for you.'

Actually, Zhao Fusheng understood that his mother was quick to retort for his own good; otherwise, if Li Yuan had spoken, it would have been more awkward. He had already taken advantage of her precious daughter, and it was only because Li Yuan had watched him grow up that she didn't resort to severe punishment.

"Great, great."

Zhao's mother didn't speak, and Li Yuan didn't dare to either. The only one clapping and cheering was, of course, the invincible little Fan Beibei.

For her, living in a big house, eating delicious food every day, and watching TV was undoubtedly the happiest thing.

Glancing at her carefree little sister, Fan Baobao felt that this girl might as well be called Zhao Beibei.

After seeing off the two mothers and the reluctant Fan Beibei, Zhao Fusheng finally looked at Fan Baobao: "They..."

"Hmph!"

Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng and said resentfully, "It's all your fault. Did you say something to Auntie?"

Zhao Fusheng blinked, looking utterly innocent. "I didn't say anything."

But then he remembered what he had said to his father and the phone call from his mother, and his expression turned helpless.

He wasn't a child anymore, so he naturally understood what was going on.

It was just that Zhao Fusheng never expected the elders to be so gossipy.

"It's all your fault. Now I've made a complete fool of myself," Fan Baobao said, her face bright red.

Although she didn't resist this kind of intimate contact, being lectured on bedroom matters by two elders in a row would embarrass anyone.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng dared not argue with her. He obediently admitted his mistake and let Her Majesty the Queen do as she pleased.

But Fan Baobao also knew that this was inevitable sooner or later. After complaining a few times, she let him off.

……

……

Killing one man every ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles—that's a chivalrous swordsman. Someone like Ma Qianli doesn't even qualify as a bandit; at best, he's a thug trying to go legit.

Zhao Fusheng wasn't slandering him, because this was China, not abroad.

Not to mention anything else, if it were him, he would probably make the same choice.

Going legit and coming ashore was the only way out.

And to avoid being settled accounts later, naturally, the bigger the business, the safer it was.

Of course, this wasn't something Zhao Fusheng thought of himself; it was something his father later mentioned to him over the phone.

At present, Zhao Fusheng didn't have the mind to worry about so much. In his view, his father had his own considerations, and as his son, he just needed to have his back.

Because they had broken through the last barrier, Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao finally had a world of their own to be alone together.

That's right. Normally, little Fan Beibei would come and cause trouble for her brother and sister from time to time, but this time she was jointly suppressed by Zhao's mother and Li Yuan and could only complain over the phone.

In her little mind, she simply couldn't understand the complex thoughts of adults.

"Sister, are you going to have a baby with brother?" Fan Beibei asked in her childish voice, holding the phone.

Fan Baobao was instantly defeated, and then she felt terrible. After hanging up the phone, she shouted at Zhao Fusheng, "I want to go back to Beijing! I want to go back to school!"

Seeing her frantic state, Zhao Fusheng didn't dare to say a word and just nodded in agreement: "Okay, okay, I'll buy you a ticket right away."

A暴躁 woman is not to be trifled with, especially one who has just lost her virginity.

But he also knew that Fan Baobao was just a bit confused. If they were at school instead of home, without the pressure from their parents, she might not have reacted so strongly.

After all, with the way Zhao's mother and Li Yuan were carrying on, if Fan Baobao stayed home any longer, they would probably start preparing baby clothes.

Watching Zhao Fusheng's retreating figure, a smile crept onto Fan Baobao's lips.

The main conflict between men and women often stems from men thinking women are slow and indecisive, while women think men lack patience. Or else, men think women are petty, and women think men are too chauvinistic.

In fact, this is just a result of their different ways of thinking: men focus on results, while women care more about the process and details.

Lying is the stupidest behavior between two people, because trust is the basic premise for a man and a woman, who originally had no connection, to walk through life together, and lies are precisely the biggest weapon to destroy trust.

Well, putting it so high-soundingly, in the end, it all comes down to one sentence.

Wives are meant to be spoiled. If a man doesn't cherish his girlfriend or care about the woman who gives her body to him, then he really isn't a good man.

That's what Li Yuan said, so following her mother's advice, Fan Baobao had been tormenting Zhao Fusheng these past few days.

As it turned out, Zhao Fusheng was pretty good.

"Hmm, my taste in men goes without saying—definitely better than my mom's." The married woman, Comrade Fan Baobao, muttered to herself, then blushed. She realized she had become much bolder than before. Could it be because of that?