At noon the next day, Meng Qingyang hurried back from outside, as if he was covered in dust.

At that moment, Wenzhi was preparing lunch with the nanny.

"Qingyang, you're back? I thought you'd be out all day. " When Wen Zhizhi saw Meng Qingyang rushing home at noon, she couldn't help feeling surprised.

Meng Qingyang didn't even take off his suit before he gulped down a bottle of water.

After a short break, he answered Wen Zizhi, "Zizhi, I just received a call from my mom saying that we would take Ziyu to see her and my dad when we get back. No one answered your phone call. I happened to be nearby, so I came back. "

"Are you free the day after tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, let's take Ziyu to my new doctor for rehabilitation. Her rehabilitation will not stop."

Meng Qingyang added. Afraid that Wen Zhizhi would think too much about it, he added, "However, I didn't determine the time with my mom. Let's see which day you are free in the next two days."

Wen Zhizhi knew that if she wanted to marry Meng Qingyang, she would have to gain the formal recognition and support of the Meng family's parents, just like her parents.

She toyed with her wet hands, hung her slippers, and went to the coffee table to pick up her cell phone. It was unknown when the phone turned silent, but Meng Qingyang didn't even notice after he made three calls.

He opened his phone's calendar and found that it was Saturday tomorrow.

"Qingyang, tomorrow just happens to be Saturday. Or the day after tomorrow. "Tomorrow I will take Ziyu to the rehab center and have a walk with Yovin."

"Does Uncle and Auntie have any hobbies?"

Wen Zhizhi was afraid that her performance would not be good enough to make her parents dislike her.

Seeing how cautious she was, Meng Qingyang started to love her even more. If she wasn't truly in love, how could Wen Zhizhi be willing to spend her time trying to please her parents?

"Don't be nervous, Zhizhi. My mother is easy to get along with. She has a good impression of you. "As for my dad, he's a bit sexist. When the time comes, he might need you, Master Wen, for a large number of people."

Meng Qingyang's words made Wen Zhizhi's nervousness turn into a fifty percent ease and a fifty percent nervousness.

Wen Zhizhi quickly put on her slippers and dragged Meng Qingyang, who was taking off his coat in the hallway, to the master bedroom on the second floor.

"No, you're making me nervous instead. Hurry up and reveal some of your aunt's hobbies. "

He didn't even have time to prepare the Wenzhe Sesame Rice, putting the matter of choosing a dish and cooking it behind him.

"My mom likes jewelry and everything beautiful, right? You are so pretty, she will definitely like you. "My dad was especially interested in the company's business, reading books, fishing, and so on. It was just an old man's hobby."

"Zizhi, you're the best. "Don't worry, I already know clearly that my mother supports us. Our marriage will definitely be held."

Meng Qingyang was not only making promises to Wen Zhizhi, but also encouraging himself and increasing his confidence.

"If you are still very nervous, tomorrow, you will have Zhang Wen Si accompany you for a good stroll, buy something that you like, and go to the clubhouse to do some skin care. The day after tomorrow, you dressed up beautifully to meet my parents. "

"I will prepare a gift for you. It doesn't matter if you can't find one that suits your needs. Tomorrow, we will send Zi Yu to the rehabilitation center together, then we will have Xiaomei and my assistant accompany Zi Yu. After everything is done, we will also have our assistant bring Zi Yu back home safely. "Now, you're probably not that nervous anymore, right?"

After saying that, Meng Qingyang felt like a warm sister. He couldn't help laughing out loud.

Wen Zhizhi leaned against his chest, heard the rhythmic vibrations in his chest, and lifted the corners of her mouth.

"Such an outstanding man, I, Wen Zhizhi, have only met him after a thousand years of training." Wen Zhizhi thought to herself.

"What?" "Did Meng Qingyang really say that?"

The next day, Wen Zhizhi and Zhang Wensi met up at the center of the city's largest collection of luxury goods. The two of them were sitting in a well-known online coffee shop, discussing how to buy gifts for Meng Qingyang's parents.

Zhang Wensi's surprised voice didn't attract much attention in the bustling coffee shop, it only frightened her good friend, Wen Zhizhi.

"Meng Qingyang is too warm." I've thought of everything. " Zhang Wen Si was still sighing with emotion.

Wen Zhizhi recounted what Meng Qingyang had said to her the day before. She told Zhang Wen Si, who had a strong thirst for knowledge, in detail, which made Zhang Wen Si exclaim in admiration.

"When Wen Zhizhi heard Zhang Wen Si's words, she shyly waved her hand, pretending to hit Zhang Wen Si." Don't talk nonsense! It's not like he was with me because of that. "

"Yes yes yes, because of love. I know. Senior Gentle and secretly in love with the pure and pure junior sister for many years, now it has come to an end. Just thinking about it makes you think about youth. " Zhang Wen Si avoided Wen Zhi's pretended waving fist and continued teasing.

Wendy knew that once this young lady became interested, she would be able to bring the dead fish back to life. He quickly pulled her up and headed downstairs to the famous jewelry cabinets.

The two beautiful city girls walked past, giggling, and attracted many gazes.

The two of them roamed around the cabinets. Wen Zhizhi did not like a lot of jewelry.

"Wise, I feel that even Meng Qingyang's mother wouldn't be short of jewelry." Wen Zhizhi asked worriedly.

Zhang Wen Si looked at her, and a speechless expression appeared on her face, "Wen Zhi Zhi, are you stupid? Do you need anything to buy a present? As long as we like jewelry, we don't even have enough time to buy a collection and wear a set of jewelry. "Besides, pick out this month's new model and buy a more dignified one. Meng Qingyang's mother definitely won't say anything."

"Anyway, his mother had a good impression of you, so you tried your best to show off your usual gentle and demure temperament. But for his father, that's the obstacle you need to overcome. "

Zhang Wen Si actually didn't have much experience, but since she had interacted with the cooperators of Chicken Feather, she naturally had more experience in dealing with people and buying gifts.

Mentioning Meng Qingyang's father, Wen Zhizhi looked worried. "Oh, his father's gifts are really worrisome. I can't possibly buy two books or a fishing rod. "

"Got it!" Zhang Wensi deserved to be called a godly assistant. "Buy a modern and fashionable electric-paper book. He wanted Meng Qingyang to teach his father how to play, and at the same time, improve the relationship between father and son. Your mother-in-law will definitely be happy to see you too. "

Wen Zhizhi also thought that this idea was not bad. The two of them immediately decided to take a stroll around the city.