Zhao Mengying splashed cold water on her face. At six o'clock, the biological alarm clock woke her up on time. She realized that she had been lying on the sofa all night.
She didn't know when she fell asleep. The wine was sprinkled all over the floor. On the sofa, her body was naturally stained with wine, which made her nose very strong.
Zhao Mengying wasted a lot of strength to clean up the living room, and she soaked in the bathroom for a long time, before the smell of wine on her body dissipated. However, the woman's pale face in the mirror must be covered with powder.
Maybe, it was the cool wind last night, she had a bad headache, her mood was affected uncontrollably, and the whole person became a little listless.
Zhao Mengying sighed helplessly. If she went out with the same appearance as the ghost girl, her mother saw it and estimated that she had cut her heart. She patted her cheek hard and tried to make her face look ruddy.
She is used to wearing professional clothes, which has a lot to do with her temperament and experience. The skirt bought by Zhao's mother was only worn once at the strong request of the other party. Later, she kept pressing under the box and never touched it again.
Zhao Mengying pinched her skirt and sighed heavily. To tell the truth, she didn't have any hope for her mother's so-called Golden tortoise son-in-law. She also said that the other party contacted her actively and wanted to be very satisfied with her. She didn't believe a word.
If the other party's conditions are really good enough to find a good girl to spend her life. How can you find her such a person who belongs to the level of leftover women who can't be married in her mother's heart!
I think her mother exaggerated the situation again!
Ding Dong, the doorbell student suddenly remembered that before Zhao Mengying went out to open the door, the sound of opening the door first rang. Zhao Mengying went to the living room and just ran into each other.
"Mom, why are you here?" Zhao Mengying subconsciously looked at her watch. It's eight o'clock. Her mother and her home have a certain distance. On weekdays, the subway is crowded and it's about an hour.
Zhao mother white Zhao Mengying one eye, see her body is still wearing professional clothes, gas does not hit a place, pushed Zhao Mengying to the room: "if not worry about you, I can take the subway to toss over in the morning."
Zhao Mengying at home bought a car, Zhao mother can't drive, she and Zhao father are more face to face and heart incompatibility, in the past, she took the bus, subway a little more, the car, more often is idle.
Zhao Mengying very helpless: "I promised to go, will not not go, mom, you do not need to do so."
Step by step, she could not breathe.
"Well said, but look at what you're wearing." Zhao's mother saw the skirt spread out on the bed by Zhao Mengying before she could put it away: "what did I tell you last night? Don't wear professional clothes. Don't wear it. You're going on a blind date. You're not going to apply for a job. You're not looking for employees. If you're young and young, you're old. How can you make people like you? "
Zhao Mu is really more said more gas, this one, two, do not let her worry!
Zhao Mengying has no choice but to touch her forehead. It seems that her mother is really super satisfied with this blind date. Otherwise, how can she do this.
"Change it. Hurry up." Zhao's mother threw her skirt to Zhao Mengying: "time is running out. I'll see if you have any suitable jewelry. If you look at your neck and your hands are bare, it's hard to see. It doesn't look like a vigorous girl at all. The 80 year old lady in other people's life is more exquisite than you."
She accepted the stuffy, she and the old man are not good at words, how to give birth to a daughter is so insensitive, calm sometimes, give her a robot illusion.
At this moment, Zhao Mengying said that everything was wrong. She sighed silently in her heart. She took off her professional dress and put on her skirt. She has already agreed to go on a blind date, which is not bad.
Zhao Mengying's jewelry is poor, only a few kinds of versatile styles. Zhao's mother frowned and scratched in it for a long time, and reluctantly saw a platinum silver bracelet from inside: "if I'm free, I'll go with you to buy two."
"That's enough for me."
Zhao Mengying puts on her bracelet. She often wears professional clothes. Her body is covered tightly, and her skin is particularly white. What Zhao's mother picked out for her is a long, sleeveless high waisted skirt, revealing her snow-white arm. The slender silver bracelet is inlaid with several broken diamonds, which are wrapped in the slender bony joints, which is particularly beautiful.
Zhao's mother came forward to spread Zhao Mengying's ponytail and her long hair shawl. In an instant, the whole person was less cold and more gentle.
"How beautiful." Zhao's mother boasted that she pulled Zhao Mengying out of the house in a hurry: "it's 8:30, we have to go quickly. We can't let others wait. We will be told that tutoring is not good."
Zhao Mengying felt that she was like a puppet, arranged by her mother. When they arrived, it was a quarter to nine, and the man had not come.
"Mom, I said it. You don't have to worry." Zhao Mengying felt Zhao's mother's panting breath. She was helpless. She held the thought of passing the scene and was in a very calm mood."How can we not be in a hurry?" Zhao mother's words just finished, sharp eyed to see the door was pushed open, clothes straight, handsome man came in from the outside, face hung with apology: "Auntie, sorry, traffic jam, I'm late."
The more Zhao Mu saw him, the more she liked it. The anger she had raised earlier did not know that she had run to Gala country. She said with a kind smile: "it's OK. It's OK. There's a bit of traffic jam on the road. We just arrived."
With that, Zhao's mother gave Zhao Mengying a slight bump. She was a little upset. She was stunned at this time: "Mengying, I'll introduce you to Han Yi. He has several companies since he was young. Aren't you also running a company? You can learn from others
Zhao Mengying's whole person was in a daze, and it took a long time to get back to her. Some things that she didn't understand suddenly wanted to understand. Why did her mother say that the other party had such good conditions, she would take the initiative to contact her and cooperate with her because of him!
"No need to introduce. We know each other!" Zhao Mengying stares at Han Yi, every word seems to jump out of the back teeth: "Han Yi, you are so dirty!"
In an instant, the harmonious box, with her words, was quiet to the extreme.