Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!
Chapter 847 - 350 Zheng Yanyan: Crossing Oceans to See You

Zhou Yuwen was genuinely stunned upon hearing that Zheng Yanyan had come to Xu Huai, but he quickly reacted and sent her a message, telling her not to wander around the station and that he'd come to pick her up right away.

Initially, Zheng Yanyan obediently waited at the station, eagerly anticipating Zhou Yuwen's arrival.

But feeling bored, she posted a photo in her dorm group, announcing that she had come to see Zhou Yuwen!

When Su Qing saw this message, she was undoubtedly dumbfounded and called Zheng Yanyan right away.

"What the... During the New Year, you're coming to Xu Huai? Why?"

"I can go wherever I like! Who are you to tell me what to do?" Zheng Yanyan responded with her usual fearless attitude.

Su Qing gritted her teeth in anger and said, "Stay there! I'll come to pick you up right now!"

"Hah, you say I should wait, so I have to wait? Dream on."

Zheng Yanyan scoffed, clearly unimpressed.

She had originally planned to sincerely wait at the station for Zhou Yuwen, but after about ten minutes with no sign of him, Su Qing called to ask her where she was.

Of course, Zheng Yanyan didn't feel like wasting her time chitchatting with Su Qing.

Looking back, during the New Year period, Zheng Yanyan often flirted with Zhou Yuwen online, occasionally sending him alluring photos.

Zhou Yuwen definitely reacted to these pictures, even replying with the family's address, saying, "Come over."

The problem was, at that time, Zhou Yuwen hadn't truly thought Zheng Yanyan would show up.

And so, Zheng Yanyan decided to surprise Zhou Yuwen even more spectacularly—she took a cab straight to the alley near Zhou Yuwen's home!

For a nineteen-year-old girl, especially one from a big city, purposely traveling to a small town just to see someone was no small feat. This town's chaos and messiness could easily have been expected to disgust her. Yet, at that moment, all Zheng Yanyan could think about was Zhou Yuwen. She had completely ignored everything else. All she imagined was Zhou Yuwen's excitement upon seeing her—and how she would leap into his arms.

Everything else seemed trivial by comparison.

Su Qing called Zhou Yuwen, informing him that Zheng Yanyan had arrived in Xu Huai.

Zhou Yuwen, at that moment, had just dropped his aunt off at home.

Technically, Zhou Yuwen should've gone to pick up Zheng Yanyan already, but relatives have a way of dragging things out. For instance, his aunt told Zhou Yuwen's mother, "Yuwen's mom, Xiao Yong's girlfriend has been staying at your house for so long, causing trouble for you. Here, take this jar of pickled vegetables I just made at home."

Yang Lirong didn't decline, so the two went back and forth, delaying things by another ten minutes.

Zhou Yuwen couldn't very well say, "Mom, you take your time with the pickles; I'm leaving now!"

"I know, I know. Right now, I'm out with my mom and can't leave. How about you go to the station to pick her up first?" Zhou Yuwen suggested to Su Qing.

Su Qing replied, "I'm already at the station, but she won't answer my calls."

"Then hang on for a bit; I'll be done here shortly," Zhou Yuwen said, glancing outside to see his mom already stepping out with his aunt. He added, "I'll head over soon."

Su Qing, meanwhile, was feeling somewhat flustered. As Zhou Yuwen was about to hang up, she abruptly called out to him, "Honey."

"Hmm?"

"Do you think she... She wouldn't say anything crazy, would she?" Su Qing's voice was genuinely fearful. If Zheng Yanyan dragged both of their families into her antics, stirring up chaos—it'd be disastrous.

Zhou Yuwen's family might manage, but Pan Min would definitely be against it.

No matter how much money Zhou Yuwen could offer Pan Min, she was still a traditional and upright woman. It was impossible for her to agree to let her daughter share a man with another woman.

At this point, Su Qing was utterly terrified.

All Zhou Yuwen could do was try to comfort her, saying, "Don't overthink it. I'm here, and I'll make sure Mom doesn't find out about this."

After he finished speaking, Yang Lirong loaded the pickles into the trunk and got into the car. As soon as she stepped in, she overheard her son murmuring over the phone.

Yang Lirong didn't need to think twice to know who was on the other end of that call.

Once Zhou Yuwen hung up, Yang Lirong bluntly asked, "That girlfriend of yours again?"

Zhou Yuwen sighed helplessly, smiling as he replied, "Mom, you were back there chatting with Aunt. Can't I make a phone call during that time?"

"Oh, sure, I didn't say you couldn't. I just worry she's asking you for something again," Yang Lirong remarked in her usual blunt tone.

Zhou Yuwen didn't respond, lightly pressing the gas to start the car.

On the way, Yang Lirong didn't stop complaining to Zhou Yuwen. No matter how many times Zhou Yuwen explained that Su Qing had contributed to his career, Yang Lirong just couldn't accept the fact that asking for a car before marriage was reasonable.

She went on, "Son, you're a famous writer now, aren't you? Do you really need women that badly?"

"Why do you want every woman you meet?"

"I heard she comes from a divorced family," Yang Lirong casually added.

At this, Zhou Yuwen genuinely felt upset and asked, "Where did you hear that from, again?"

Given Yang Lirong's social circle, uncovering such information wasn't difficult. But the problem was, in his past life, his mother had said repeatedly that a person's family background didn't matter—what mattered was their kindness.

So why was her attitude so utterly different this time around?

Zhou Yuwen repeated her past words back to her: "Isn't it enough for two people to get along well?"

Yang Lirong, though, responded matter-of-factly, "My son is so outstanding. He should pair with someone equally excellent."

"When I was at work, I told my colleagues about you, and many of them are eager to introduce you to someone! Hey, son, take a look at this."

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