Yang Chen rode his bicycle back home in a good mood.
When he opened the door, he was greeted by a cold face.
"You unlucky child."
"The girl introduced by Auntie Wang is so good, but you actually broke down?”
"You still have the face to come back!"
Yang Chen's mother, Zhang Yumei, looked disappointed.
"You also know that she has good conditions. Why would she like me?”Yang Chen shrugged helplessly.
"I say, child, can't you embellish your own conditions appropriately?”Zhang Yumei sighed.
"I say, Mom, with our family's conditions, how much can we improve them?”
"Don't tell me you can even decorate a house?”
Yang Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Yang Chen's family was originally in a good condition, with three houses.
However, in order to let Yang Chen learn football, he sold two sets.
He did not expect Yang Chen to be banned for five years, cutting off the path of football.
Yang Chen's parents didn't say anything. It was fine as long as they worked hard.
As for now, his mother actually wanted him to embellish the conditions. Wasn't this just bragging?
"I said that you can get her first. As for the house, you can work hard slowly.”Zhang Yumei lectured.
Yang Chen rolled his eyes. What did his mother teach him?
"He asked for a 120 square meter house, a 300,000 yuan car, and an annual salary of 300,000 yuan.”
"No matter how much I try to glorify it, I can't. It will definitely be exposed over time.”
Yang Chen spread his hands and said.
"Then you can't say that you taught Messi and Ronaldo!”
"Messi is a basketball star. Where did you get the chance to teach him?"
Zhang Yumei looked at her son, Yang Chen, with a bitter expression.
"Mom, Messi plays football."
"Auntie Wang told you?"
Yang Chen was a little surprised by their communication speed.
"I told you!"
"You child, why don't you brag more?”
"Now, the girls think that there's something wrong with your character.”
"I had a good impression of you."
Zhang Yumei shook her head helplessly.
"Hey, Mom, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm hungry. Is dinner ready?”
Yang Chen changed into slippers and walked inside.
"Hey, what's this suitcase for? Mom, are you going on a trip?”
Yang Chen pointed at the box beside the sofa and asked.
"Sit tight. Your father and I have an important decision to tell you.”
Zhang Yumei said seriously.
"What's wrong? You want a divorce?" Yang Chen asked casually.
"What are you thinking!"
"When we received the news that your blind date failed, your father and I seriously considered it."
"We've decided."
"I want another child."
Zhang Yumei said seriously.
"Puff!"
"What do you want?"
Yang Chen spat out a mouthful of water.
"We've discussed it. Look at you. You've found a job and your income isn't much.”
"No girl has taken a fancy to you on a blind date.”
"I can't count on you in this life.”
"That's why we decided to have another child. We'll take it as a lottery ticket.”
Zhang Yumei said.
Yang Chen's face darkened.
"I said, if you want to be happy, just say it. Use childbirth as an excuse."
"Don't think I don't know. In the two months since I graduated, I've heard it many times at night."
Yang Chen complained.
"Stop talking nonsense! I've packed your luggage for you. You can move out tonight.”
"If you don't find a girlfriend, don't come back.”
"Don't get yourself a girlfriend before your brother.”
Zhang Yumei glared at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen was stunned. He didn't expect his mother to be serious this time.
Yang Chen was surrounded by many girls in the university.
But since he was banned, Yang Chen had no mood to fall in love.
When he graduated, Yang Chen realized that he could no longer attract girls with his looks alone. This made him feel helpless.
" My dear mother, it's already evening. Where am I going to find a place to stay?" Yang Chen said helplessly.
"I don't care. Think of a way yourself.”
"Here's 5000 yuan. It's our last financial aid to you.”
"In the future, you'll have to think of a way yourself.”
Zhang Yumei handed Yang Chen a stack of money.
Yang Chen took the money and sighed.
Am I really your biological son?
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