Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 631 The Unassuming Mother of Lin

Realizing he had misspoke, Zhanbo became so nervous that his explanation was incoherent: "Uncle, I didn't, I didn't, I just..."

"It's okay, don't be nervous."

Lin's father was much more mature than the young people in the apartment; he had already adjusted on his own without anyone having to explain anything.

"Young people do tend to get nervous when faced with challenges, so it's understandable that they might make a slip of the tongue."

He beckoned to Zhanbo: "Come on, Zhanbo, let's sit down and talk this out."

Before Zhanbo could reply, Lin's father looked at his wife and said, "And you, it's one thing for a child to be ignorant, but you're already this age and still haven't settled down. You're always making a fool of yourself in front of the younger generation."

Lin's mother pouted slightly, a hint of displeasure in her voice: "I was just excited because I haven't seen my darling for so long."

Mr. Lin simply patted the sofa beside him gently: "Even if you're excited, you can't be so unsteady. We can't rush things. Sit down and talk about it slowly."

"Old-fashioned."

Lin's mother muttered something under her breath, but still obediently pulled Wanyu to sit down next to Lin's father.

Guan Gu whispered, "It seems that Wan Yu's father has a high opinion of Zhan Bo. Zhan Bo has only been dating Wan Yu for two days and he already calls him father-in-law, and he's not even angry."

"Ugh."

Youyou and Ziqiao sighed and then spoke in unison.

"Innocent."

"Too naive."

"You're too naive."

"That's so incredibly naive."

"Mrs. Mrs...."

"Are you two just making conversation because you don't have enough screen time, or are you just padding the word count?"

Guan Gu rolled his eyes at Youyou and Ziqiao: "Just say what you want to say."

Youyou and Ziqiao gestured for Guan Gu to be quiet, and then they pointed to the balcony.

Guan Gu nodded knowingly, and the three of them quietly walked towards the balcony.

Seeing that the three guys were acting suspiciously, Meijia knew they must have something to hide, so she tiptoed and followed them.

The three of them had just stepped onto the balcony when Zi Qiao let out a long sigh: "I think Zhan Bo is in grave danger today."

Why?

Guan Gu became even more puzzled upon hearing this: "Although Zhanbo's mistake just now certainly lowered his image, I don't think Wanyu's father was angry."

Ziqiao scoffed at his words: "Ha, naive."

Youyou continued, "Too naive."

"Mrs……"

"That's enough, you two!"

Guan Gu said angrily, "What time is it? You guys are still talking in riddles."

"Say it!"

"All right."

Youyou patted Guan Gu on the shoulder and said, "Guan Guan, you may not understand. Chinese culture is profound and extensive. There is an idiom in it called 'pointing at the mulberry tree while cursing the locust tree.'"

Guan Gu suddenly realized: "Oh, 'pointing at the mulberry tree to criticize the locust tree'... what does that mean?"

"It means..."

Ziqiao and Youyou, who weren't very well-educated, got stuck when they tried to speak, unsure how to explain the meaning of the word to Guan Gu in a simple and straightforward way.

"I know! I know!"

Meijia leaned over and said, "The meaning of 'pointing fingers at the grass' is: if you're too embarrassed to scold your partner for being a 'three-second man,' you should scold the TV for broadcasting the 100-meter race for so long."

"what?"

Guan Gu was utterly shocked.

"Forehead……"

Youyou pondered for a moment and said, "Although Meijia's example is rather abnormal, the general idea is correct."

"...I really want to pretend I don't understand."

Guan Gu sighed: "So you think that what Wan Yu's father said to Wan Yu's mother just now wasn't actually directed at her, but rather he was indirectly criticizing her and expressing his own dissatisfaction?"

"Um."

Ziqiao and Youyou nodded emphatically.

"Is it possible that this is just your imagination, and that they didn't actually mean it that way at all?"

Meijia muttered under her breath, "Wanyu's father is such a wealthy tycoon, he shouldn't speak in a sarcastic or roundabout way, right?"

"Wrong! Utterly wrong!"

"The bigger the boss, the more they speak indirectly, and they never say what they mean directly."

Ziqiao put on an air of being knowledgeable and held up three fingers: "If there are only three types of people in this world who can't speak properly, then they are leaders, bosses, and fussy women."

"These three types of people like to speak in riddles and then make their subordinates or sycophants spend time trying to guess what they are thinking."

"Moreover, the degree to which they don't speak properly is often positively correlated with their power, status, wealth, and physical appearance."

"Do you know why this is?"

Guan Gu and the other two shook their heads.

Ziqiao smiled smugly. At this moment, Teacher Xiaobu, who loved to teach, was online again: "This is because speaking like this can not only raise their pretentiousness, but also make them seem unfathomable."

"And if anything goes wrong, or if things develop in unexpected ways, they can completely shift the blame, saying that they didn't mean it that way at all, and that the other party misunderstood them."

"Therefore, they specifically packaged this behavior with a term, which is what we often call 'high emotional intelligence speech'."

Ziqiao raised an eyebrow: "Don't think that there aren't many people like this who don't speak like human beings. Think back to whether you've ever met a school leader, a rich person, an actor, an agent, or a publishing editor who likes to make veiled accusations and beat around the bush."

Seeing the three of them deep in thought, he shrugged and said, "So, what do you think of what I said now...?"

"That makes a lot of sense!"

Guan Gu, Youyou, and Meijia nodded in deep agreement.

Although there are still more normal people in this world, weirdos and idiots always leave a deeper impression.

So when they thought about it just now, all they could think about was the kind of person Ziqiao had described.

So, Wanyu's father...

Guan Gu suddenly realized what was happening and said urgently, "Then does that mean Zhanbo is in great danger right now?"

Youyou cautiously peeked back into the living room. She glanced at Zhanbo, who was still grinning foolishly, and her tone became more anxious.

"That's not the most dangerous thing. The most dangerous thing is that Zhanbo has no idea how dangerous he is right now."

"What should we do then?"

Meijia, true to her word, said, "We can't just watch Zhanbo fail out of ignorance and do nothing, can we?"

The group paused for a moment, rubbing their chins as they fell into deep thought.

"Got it!"

Guan Gu adjusted his glasses and said excitedly, "If we can get Zhanbo to show more of his good points in front of Wanyu's father, wouldn't that be able to salvage his image in Wanyu's father's eyes?"

That makes sense.

"Reliable."

"I agree."

"So now the question is," Ziqiao asked simply and directly, "what advantages does Zhanbo have in Wanyu's father's eyes?"

"Forehead……"

Everyone fell into deep thought once again.

……

Nanfeng, who was on the sofa, heard Ziqiao and the others' thoughts, and his eyes twitched slightly.

He glanced at Zhanbo, who was quite reserved but still managed to have a smooth conversation with Lin's father, and suddenly wanted to go to the balcony to tell Ziqiao and the others not to make any rash moves.

To be honest, their idea is good. Helping to showcase Zhanbo's strengths is very useful, whether it's providing timely help or adding to his existing success.

But Nanfeng had considerable doubts about the four guys' ability to execute the plan.

However, he is currently struggling to protect himself, making it difficult for him to spare the time to stop Ziqiao and the others.

Now we can only hope they're reliable.

In addition...

[Is there anyone who can save me?!]

Nanfeng looked at Lin's mother sitting next to her, asking her all sorts of questions. Her smile remained, but in her heart, she was already wailing uncontrollably.

"South wind."

Even with Zeng Xiaoxian as a comparison, which made Lin's mother quite satisfied with Zhanbo, she was still most satisfied with Nanfeng.

With eager eyes, she asked, "What do you do for a living?"

"Auntie, I have my own voice-over studio. I make small investments in my spare time and also do some work related to social media."

Nanfeng couldn't understand either. The situation should be that Zhanbo was facing Wanyu's parents at the same time, so why was Wanyu's mother inexplicably pestering him, asking him all sorts of questions as if he were her son-in-law?

Moreover, Nanfeng was all too familiar with the way Wanyu's mother looked at him; it was the same look the middle-aged woman from the residents' committee gave him when she wanted to introduce him to a potential partner.

[Holy crap, thank goodness Yu Mo isn't here right now, otherwise this could have been a disaster.]

He desperately wanted someone to save him, but Yifei was only focused on Zhanbo, and Teacher Zeng had already gone to the bathroom to wash up and tidy herself up.

Ziqiao and the other three... it's already a blessing that they didn't cause trouble for Nanfeng.

"Opening a voice-over studio? And also investing and running a social media platform?"

Upon hearing this, Lin's mother beamed with joy: "Very good, very good, you are truly young and promising."

"By the way, you should keep an eye on ByteDance. I'm quite optimistic about the software they're going to launch in the second half of the year."

"With the internet and short videos gaining momentum, this company might surpass ours in ten years."

"Thank you, Auntie."

When Nanfeng saw that Wanyu's mother casually shared some inside information, he couldn't help but touch his nose, and his original intention to find an excuse to leave vanished.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Wanyu's mother just said something casually; if things go well, who knows how much money she could make.

The only downside is that my aunt thinks too highly of herself.

[The small investment I'm referring to is really just a small investment!]

[Do you really think you can just tell me to follow ByteDance?!]

[Could this company please follow me first?!]

At this moment, Nanfeng felt as if a mountain of gold had fallen in front of him, but he couldn't move it no matter what.

【South Wind: /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~~】

Lin's mother then asked Nanfeng, "Nanfeng, where do you live? How many people are in your family?"

"mom!"

Wanyu couldn't stand it anymore. She grabbed Lin's mother's arm and whispered, embarrassed and annoyed, "I already said Zhanbo is my boyfriend, what are you doing?"

Lin's mother blinked in confusion: "I know, but isn't Zhanbo chatting with your dad right now? Your dad is enough to keep things going. One more or one less won't make a difference."

"What's wrong with me chatting with handsome guys and enjoying the view?"

"Then you don't need to ask someone's age, job, and home address right away."

"Are you having a chat or are you interrogating me?"

Wanyu said angrily, "Do you know how embarrassing it is for me to do this? Can't you ask Nanfeng a normal question?"

"A normal question..."

After thinking for a moment, Lin's mother turned to Nanfeng and asked, "Nanfeng, what is your opinion on the Federal Reserve's interest rate cut this time?"

"What impact will the gradual loss of the dollar's dominance have on the international financial situation? How can we, as international banks, maximize our own interests?"

"In what year do you think the next economic depression might begin? What are the specific triggers?"

"Forehead……"

Nanfeng was speechless.

If he could answer these questions himself, how could he possibly live in Love Apartment?

I should live on Wall Street!

Nanfeng seriously doubted whether Wanyu's mother could answer these questions herself.

"I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, I definitely won't ask you questions that I don't even understand myself."

Lin's mother said with a smile, "Actually, before I gave birth to Wanyu, I had just finished my doctoral degree in finance at Harvard."

"I haven't been idle since I gave birth to Wanyu. Sometimes Wanyu's father even asks for my opinion."

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)