Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 273: Plenty of Opportunities to Drive My Car

Chapter 273: Chapter 273: Plenty of Opportunities to Drive My Car

People in my own family have always said that there are very few who are a match for Gu Huai’an, but as far as she knew, there were no shortage of girls who wanted to marry Gu Huai’an.

Setting aside the social status of the Gu family, just Gu Huai’an himself was a man who could easily make hearts flutter; the girls knew all too well what marrying Gu Huai’an would mean.

That included her as well.

Countless times, she fantasized about being together with Gu Huai’an—with a happiness that was beyond description.

To gain his favor, she lived up to everyone’s expectations and was admitted to the School of Foreign Service, bringing her much closer to Aunt Qin after all, Aunt Qin liked talented, gentle, and virtuous girls.

In every aspect, she matched Aunt Qin’s expectations.

As for the other competitors, she knew of a few, but none of them were as outstanding as she was.

She patiently waited for Gu Huai’an to turn his attention to her.

But out of nowhere, a country bumpkin suddenly appeared?

It was utterly laughable.

She had to see it with her own eyes to believe it, Qian Anna took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Her eyes darted around, and she thought of someone.

A woman who was arrogant, overbearing, and self-righteous.

They were from the same compound, where no one acknowledged the other’s superiority.

However, that woman had gotten into some trouble and was now grounded at home—bringing her over might not be a bad idea.

Mainly because she also liked Gu Huai’an.

And she had gone so far as to decide not to marry anyone but Gu Huai’an.

She was Shen Yaru, who lived next door to the Gu family.

Having a bit of a violent temper, she injured a female classmate at North City University in May and was forced to take a leave of absence from school.

Bringing her would serve as a shield.

After all, Grandpa Gu and her own grandfather had clashed several times over work matters, although it was all business-related.

Take, for example, the news report on Gu Huai’an. Grandpa Gu was said to be very displeased and had argued with her grandfather over the phone several times.

She had also asked her grandfather why not make peace, weren’t they hoping for her to marry into the Gu family?

She had finally gotten on good terms with Aunt Qin; she didn’t want to see all that effort come to nothing because of this.

Her grandfather told her, you have to be useful; if you’re not, no matter how good you are, it’s pointless.

It wasn’t hard to understand, actually quite straightforward.

She had finally realized that if her own family didn’t have any capabilities, unable to impress the Gu family, the old master of the Gu family wouldn’t even give them a second glance.

Now that she understood this, she felt relieved.

Like arranging an internship at Aunt Qin’s place during the summer, if the Qian family carried little weight and lacked the power to stand on equal footing with the Gu family, they wouldn’t even consider the Qian family worthy opponents.

They might not even qualify to be enemies.

Qian Anna felt her grandfather was very wise.

She needed to be rational. Even if Gu Huai’an took a liking to a country girl, that was no problem, it was just young master Gu wanting a taste of something different.

She had plenty of ways to get rid of that country girl.

At this moment, Song Yunuan was unaware that someone was plotting against her because of Gu Huai’an.

In the conference room, she noticed that someone was watching her discreetly.

This person was from the Beidu Disease Control Center, with the surname Gu, named Gu Jin.

Gu Huai’an hadn’t mentioned him during their stroll just now.

So, Song Yunuan said to Gu Huai’an, who was sitting beside her, "That Gu Jin, do you know him? Why does he keep looking at me?"

Her voice was very low, just enough for Gu Huai’an to hear.

Gu Huai’an started passing little notes to Song Yunuan: My second uncle!

Song Yunuan: ...

Well, if he’s the second uncle, then so be it.

She gave Gu Huai’an’s enigmatically smiling dark eyes a sideways glance and curled the corner of her mouth cryptically. She sat up straight and stopped asking questions.

Gu Huai’an was disappointed.

He had hoped that Song Yunuan would notice and then ask him about it; he had everything planned for both the questions and answers.

If Song Yunuan had asked him, "Why didn’t you tell me?" he would have tentatively replied, "I was worried you would mind, so I didn’t introduce you."

Maybe Song Yunuan would have said, "Why would I mind?"

And he would then reply, "If you don’t mind, I’ll introduce you two."

This was a small step, a tentative one at that.

But Song Yunuan played her cards unexpectedly; she didn’t even ask, leaving him helpless.

Sigh, just take it slow.

Gu Jin naturally participated the whole time and found himself quite impressed by the young lady, and then he noticed... it seemed his nephew and Song Yunuan had a pretty good relationship.

Chu Zizhou obviously knew something as well.

Gu Jin saw the young lady noticing his observation, and then he also saw her passing notes with Huai’an.

So, was he supposed to introduce them?

How should he handle this?

Even though Song Yunuan had a grandfather like Xia Bowen and an uncle like Xia Xindong, she wasn’t a match for Huai’an.

Moreover, if he were to introduce them, what should he say? Should he bring a meeting gift, or tell his father, brother and sister-in-law about it?

He found himself in quite the dilemma.

He also recalled Huai’an’s words during the dinner at home and couldn’t help but feel annoyed with the sitting across Gu Huai’an. Look at you, there is no possibility or hope, yet you still involve the lady. Isn’t that a bit too unfair?

It wasn’t until Team Leader De called his name a few times that he came back to reality.

He had no choice but to focus and gave his nephew a stern look.

The meeting continued, and a consensus was broadly reached.

At the end of the meeting, Song Yunuan asked Gu Huai’an for the car keys; she wanted to take her brother and Yingying to see Youngest Aunt at the art troupe.

Chu Zizhou stood up and said, "His car is difficult to drive, I’ll take you."

Gu Huai’an glanced at his second uncle who wanted to speak, didn’t give Song Yunuan the keys, and said warmly, "There’s no rush. When the pharmaceutical lab is built, you’ll have plenty of opportunities to drive my car."

Song Yunuan: ...

That sounded a bit awkward, didn’t it?

She followed Chu Zizhou to the art troupe, picked up the Youngest Aunt, and was ready to go home together.

Of course, Old Mr. Hu and Old Mr. Lin were also leaving with them, and Old Mr. Ji wanted to go with Xia Xindong to continue discussing another prescription.

Meanwhile, in Erdao River Village, Song Mingbo silently looked toward the direction of the village entrance; it was afternoon already, why hadn’t they returned?

Second Uncle said to him, "There are so many people, no need to worry."

Song Mingbo was not worried; it just felt unreal. It had been agreed upon last night that he would stay at home and watch over the house with Grandpa.

Only Little Nuan needed to go.

No one else had to go.

But who would have thought that early in the morning, his five-year-old younger brother, Little Asheng, got up early.

He poured mouthwash for Little Nuan, squeezed the toothpaste, prepared a towel, and when Little Nuan was washing her face, he even began dancing beside her.

Humming a tune with his lips all the while.

My goodness, what had happened to his brother?

The strange thing was, the family took it as normal, and Little Nuan looked very pleased with a beaming smile.

In the end, Little Nuan happily led Asheng away.

Song Mingbo felt like he had missed something.

Just then, Grandpa called him to the riverbank to collect the fish traps, saying they might have a lot of people for dinner that night.

Second Uncle went to the commune’s supply and marketing department and bought five kilos of meat.

Really extravagant.

To buy five kilos of meat at once.

Second Aunt was at home, preparing the food.

Grandpa’s premonition was not wrong; in the afternoon, indeed a lot of people came over.

He followed his brother around, calling out to Second Grandpa, Third Grandpa, Fourth Grandpa, Uncle De, Grandpa Gong...

The courtyards were bustling with activity.

But he didn’t offer to read fortunes any longer, even though these visitors were no small fries.

Little Nuan had warned him.

Telling fortunes isn’t just for fun; it carries karma. If you really want to do it, you have to charge money; otherwise, don’t do it casually...

He believed these words!

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