In Qiao Lei's eyes, Shen Yuan was the epitome of an ideal spouse.
First of all, his external appearance, both his looks and height were impeccable.
His taste in clothes was also excellent; his outfits not only highlighted his charisma but also accentuated his physique.
As for his financial status, there was no need to even mention it. Not only did he own a company worth tens of millions, he also was the third largest shareholder of the top-end domestic medical group.
When it came to charity, he didn't hesitate to tens of millions. How could you even compare him with those who make a few million a year?
If Shen Yuan wasn't this outstanding, Qiao Lei wouldn't be so eager to get close to him.
Of course, he had his faults too: he was lascivious, fickle-hearted, and liked to engage in affairs with multiple people.
However, a flaw did not obscure his virtues. Shen Yuan was never stingy with the women he valued. In addition to the basic luxuries like clothes, bags, and cosmetics, he ensured they had houses and cars.
Thus, Qiao Lei found Jinghan's mother somewhat ridiculous and even felt that she was being insulting. This was not just her senior's man, but also her own!
Those so-called "cadres," "businessmen making millions a year," weren't even worthy to hold Shen Yuan's shoes!
"You're saying they are all lesser?"
Faced with Qiao Lei's disdainful tone, Jinghan's mother laughed instead, "My dear, you haven't graduated yet and don't understand the difficulty of making a million a year. You'll understand slowly once you start working."
Qiao Lei scoffed coldly, "So what if it's difficult? In front of Shen Yuan, these don't mean anything." Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novel⚑fire.net
Initially, Qiao Lei maintained basic manners because this was her senior's mother, but seeing how her senior was treated at home and hearing the tone her mother used, she couldn't hold back anymore.
"Even ten men making a million a year couldn't compare to Shen Yuan!"
Jinghan's mother was taken aback, wondering if she had heard incorrectly or if her daughter's classmate had ruined her mind with study.
Ten millionaires amount to a yearly income of ten million, don't they? Do you think I'm a fool?
Are the college students nowadays this exaggerated?
Just as Jinghan's mother wanted to bring her back to reality, suddenly there was a "knock knock" sound at the door.
"Who could it be at this hour?"
Jinghan's mother impatiently went to answer the door, but when she saw the person there, she was taken aback.
The woman wore a white blouse and a skirt that tastefully showcased her curves, her short hair framing an intellectual face, and crucially, this woman was holding two large bags.
"Hello, may I ask if this is Long Jinghan's home?" Ji Ya politely inquired.
"Yes, yes, are you looking for her?"
Jinghan's mother answered somewhat unnaturally.
Facing her daughter's classmate and boyfriend, even if they looked good, she still viewed them just as students.
But the woman at the door was different, not only did she look and act professionally, but her demeanor and speech were also extraordinary, which made it hard for Jinghan's mother to adjust.
Ji Ya gave a slight smile, "Yes, my boss sent me."
Jinghan's mother wanted to ask who the boss was, but Ji Ya looked inside, "May I come in first?"
Jinghan's mother hurriedly responded, wondering if Jinghan also knew some big enterprise owner, otherwise why would an employee bring so many gifts.
She hadn't connected Ji Ya with the present Qiao Lei and Shen Yuan because they were much younger.
Unanticipatedly, what happened next confused her even more.
Not only did her own daughter recognize her, coming over to greet her after placing the fruit in the living room, but Qiao Lei also rushed over.
"Sister Ji Ya, you're here."
"Mm, the boss asked me to buy gifts, so it took some time."
Ji Ya placed two bags of gifts on the coffee table, her gentle gaze falling on Long Jinghan, "Jinghan, you've lost weight, haven't you been eating well?"
"I have... just not much appetite."
Long Jinghan felt a sourness in her nose, genuinely not expecting Shen Yuan to visit, nor that Leilei and Sister Ji Ya would care so much about her.
Actually, she had been restraining her emotions for the past few days, and they were almost spilling over.
Sometimes by enduring a little, problems can pass, but a simple gesture of concern or greeting could make tears unstoppable.
Ji Ya felt distressed, holding Long Jinghan's hand tightly, and Qiao Lei, needless to say, pulled out two tissues trying to help wipe away Jinghan's tears.
Jinghan's mother felt uneasy inside, with a vague premonition, but was still unable to be sure.
On the couch, Jinghan's father, seeing so many guests, hesitated for a moment before finally saying to Jinghan's mother, "How about you cook a few dishes."
"I know! What's with the rush?"
Jinghan's mother was about to see how things would unfold, but hearing someone urge her, she replied irritably, "You come home and don't even think to help out! Is it just me to do all the chores?"
In front of so many guests, Jinghan's father felt he was losing face, but not daring to retort, he just awkwardly smiled and quietly stood up, "Then I'll go wash the vegetables and rice first."
Shen Yuan shook his head inwardly, realizing that the relationship between Long Jinghan's parents was also unequal; her father was too timid.
Despite Old Shen being frequently challenged by Ms. Li at home, major decisions were actually made by Old Shen.
After Ji Ya and Qiao Lei comforted Long Jinghan, they went over to Shen Yuan, "Boss, all the gifts are bought, should we introduce them to uncle and auntie?"
"Yeah, you handle it."
Shen Yuan glanced at the two large bags, the cigarettes were Hetianxia, the liquor, Maotai, and some other renowned brands, introduction or not.