At noon on the second day, Han Meiya saw the last patient and it was almost time to go to the appointment.
After leaving the hospital, a bodyguard got out of a black car parked at the door and said to her: "Miss Han, my wife asked me to pick you up, please get in the car."
"Mrs. Song?" Han Meiya asked in confirmation.
The bodyguard nodded, "Yes, please get in the car."
Han Meiya followed the bodyguard into the car and was taken to a high-end club.
Yue Fenghua was sitting on the sofa, looking down at the company's financial statements in his hand. When he heard the voice, he raised his head and saw Han Meiya already standing in front of him.
"Hello, aunt." Han Meiya called her politely.
The proper etiquette was not lost.
Yue Fenghua took off his reading glasses, tapped the sofa opposite with his chin, and motioned for her to sit.
Han Meiya sat down, looked at her, and waited for her to speak.
But Yue Fenghua had no intention of talking to her, but put on his reading glasses again and continued to read the report.
Seeing her like this, Han Meiya was not in a hurry, and began to look at her face with interest, saying in her heart that the old lady had a strong anger, and her spleen and stomach were not harmonious. She should take some Chinese medicine to take care of herself. Aren't they all rich people?
Does she take good care of her body? But she doesn't look like it. Or is she too busy with her business to care about anything?
While she was wandering in her mind, Yue Fenghua finished reading the report, closed the folder, put it away, and asked: "Are there any flowers on my face? You have been reading it."
Han Meiya came back to her senses and replied: "No, Auntie, I see that your complexion is not very good, and I am wondering what kind of medicine would be better for you to nurse yourself back to health."
"When I see you, I naturally don't look good." Yue Fenghua spoke frankly and honestly without caring about other people's feelings.
"Aunt, you don't want to see me. If you have anything to say over the phone, why bother making an appointment to meet me?"
The waiter brought lunch and interrupted her answer.
Yue Fenghua picked up the knife and fork, slowly cut the steak, and chuckled: "I think it's better to say some things in person."
Han Meiya had been feeling hungry all morning, and she was already hungry. At this time, she no longer pretended to be reserved and began to feast.
"I think it is necessary for me to reiterate my attitude. I don't agree with the matter between you and A Qian. You should stop wasting time with him. Break up as soon as possible without delaying anyone." Yue Fenghua finished speaking, seriously.
looked at her.
Han Meiya was silent for two seconds and then said: "Auntie, I don't understand, are interests really more important than the marriage of children? Do you really want Huai Qian to be the victim of interests?"
"Ah Qian is not a victim. Everything I did was for his own good. You haven't lived in this kind of environment, what do you know? You think your questioning of me seems to be for Ah Qian, but in fact,
You actually hurt him."
Han Meiya didn't say anything. They had different opinions, and it felt like talking to each other. In the end, they still didn't understand each other, so they simply shut up. Besides, she was a fake girlfriend, so what was there to argue about? Why not be quiet?
The steak in this club is really delicious. I will bring Qiqi and Xiao Ai to try it next time.
Seeing that she was silent, Yue Fenghua thought that his words had an effect, so he struck while the iron was hot and said: "As for you, you are good-looking, have a good job, and your family background is considered good among ordinary people. You want to find someone who is a good match for you?
It's not difficult. If you really want to break up with A-Qian, my aunt can introduce you to someone who will be worthy of you and won't let you suffer."
"Auntie, thank you for your kindness in advance. It's just that Huaiqian and I have a very good relationship, and I don't want to break up." Han Meiya said pretending to be innocent.
After hearing this, Yue Fenghua didn't get angry. He just sneered softly, "Relationships won't last forever. What you think is a long-term relationship is nothing more than a mirror. How can you make a condition before you leave A-Qian?"
It’s coming, it’s coming, the plot of the TV series has really come.
Han Meiya screamed in her heart, and said calmly on her face: "Aunt, I have no conditions, I'm sorry."
"You are quite ambitious. Do you want to show your loyalty to A Qian?" After Yue Fenghua finished speaking, he winked at the butler beside him.
"Miss Han, please take a look." The housekeeper respectfully placed a check on the table.
Isn't it? Is it really such a vulgar way to give a check? Han Meiya felt a little disappointed.
She glanced at it and saw three million. This number was nothing to Yue Fenghua, but it was also a huge sum to Meiya.
"Take this money, leave my son, and never see him again." Yue Fenghua said, "If you do it, I will give you another million as compensation after one year. How about that?"
Han Meiya put down her knife and fork, picked up the check, looked at it, flicked it with two fingers, and finally put it back on the table.
"Auntie, I'm sorry, but I can't take your check." Han Meiya said with a slight smile.
"What? Too little?"
"Well, I don't think it's too much. Three million plus one million in rewards is just four million. I can earn so much in one year. As long as I open my mouth, Huaiqian can give it to me."
I spent the money. So, there is really no need for me to charge you this money." Han Meiya said matter-of-factly.
Yue Fenghua didn't expect that she would think so. He frowned and looked at her and asked, "Huaiqian always gives you money to spend?"
Han Meiya shook her head and said, "No, I never care if he asks for money, and he won't give it to me."
Yue Fenghua grabbed the excuse and said: "A man who won't give you any money, do you think he loves you? Whether he wants it or not, it's his business whether he gives it to you or not. If he doesn't give you money to spend it, it speaks volumes.
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When Han Meiya heard what she said, she found it very interesting. It didn't seem like she was here to negotiate. She felt like an intimate aunt was advising the little girl who met the scumbag to break up, and to step back from the cliff in time and not to be deceived.
"Aunt, I don't need you to worry about this. I know better than anyone else how Huaiqian treats me." She smiled politely at her, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and said, "Aunt, I've finished eating.
.There are still patients in the hospital in the afternoon, so I can’t continue to eat here with you. Please take it easy, I’ll leave first.”
How could Yue Fenghua let her go before the matter was over?
"Sit down, I haven't finished speaking yet." She said unhappily.
The bodyguard stood in front of Han Meiya, blocking her way. She had no choice but to sit back in her seat obediently.
"Then Auntie, just tell me what you have to say, and you don't have to beat around the bush with me anymore."
Yue Fenghua wiped his mouth, slowly picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, and then asked her: "You really don't want to let go, do you?"
"Auntie, Huaiqian and I really love each other. I beg you not to beat the couple, okay?"