C11 See Parents

"It can't be better," Mu Nanyan said, smiling. "I thought you wouldn't invite me to your house so soon, because you probably have a lot of things to organize."

Qiao Qianchu moved her phone a little further away from Qiao Meilin and walked to the side. She admitted generously, "You guessed right. This is the most troublesome part."

"It doesn't matter, let me see how your room looks like. It's a rare opportunity." His laughter came, "Tomorrow morning, I'll go to your neighborhood for some business, maybe I can make it in time to take you there. What time are you? "

"Seven thirty." Who would have come out so early to do something? Qiao Qianchu deliberately pushed the time forward by two hours. If Mu Nanyan were to appear in front of those gossipy women, her future days wouldn't be difficult, but she definitely wouldn't be able to avoid gossip and slander without reason.

"Coincidentally, we'll contact each other on the phone." "Good night." Mu Nanyan laughed again.

Qiao Qianchu immediately gripped the phone tightly and gritted her teeth.

Perfect? How was this possible … Mu Nanyan must have seen through her thoughts.

"... "Good night."

A man with great insight was truly terrifying, Qiao Qianchu thought again. Moreover, the ability to see clearly with a bit of darkness in one's heart was a skill that was even more inhuman … Throughout her 25 years of life, she had always treated Tang Yixin's tongue as the most distant thing in the world. Now, compared to her, Tang Yixin's cultivation experience was still shallow.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Meilin came over.

"I'll come tomorrow evening. I think I'll stay here for dinner."

"For dinner?" Qiao Meilin could no longer sit still. She paced around, worried, "Then what should we do? I have to go out early tomorrow morning to buy groceries. Do you know what his favorite food is? "

"... "I don't know."

"Then what's the taboo?"

"... You can just make a few good ones, "Qiao Qianchu said as she went over to him," Mom, you don't have to be in such a hurry. It's just a meal.

Qiao Meilin mumbled a few sentences and then walked into the room to write down the menu.

Qiao Qianchu heaved a sigh of relief and returned to her room, closing the door behind her.

With a thought, she turned on the computer.

Remembering what Qiao Meilin had just said, he typed a few words into the search window: Provincial Champion of the College Entrance Examination, Mu Nanyan.

The information that came out was the report from seven years ago. There was very little information on it, but in one of them was the year that the college entrance examination champion was born.

When Qiao Qianchu checked the marriage certificate, she was stunned. Was it a coincidence?

She continued to read, because it was too long ago, when the internet was not as developed, when there was little information she could gather, and when there were no photos or interviews.

When she got to the last column, she clicked on "Lawyer, Mu Nanyan" and found the complete information about Mu Nanyan.

"Graduated from..." Qiao Qianchu narrowed her eyes, leaned a little closer to the computer screen, and whispered, "Stanford, USA … Big... "Learn..."

She was silent for a moment, like a picture frozen in place. Then she turned off the computer and watched as the computer screen gradually dimmed. Her calm face was reflected on the screen, but if one looked carefully, they would find that the shock in her eyes had yet to fade and there was still a hint of shock.

At the same time, in an apartment near the center of the city, Mu Nanyan was sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed, rubbing her temples.

"Zhang Zishan, help me deal with the matter before 10 o'clock tomorrow. I have something urgent to do." Mu Nanyan said as she picked up an A4 piece of paper from the table.

"No way!" Zhang Zishan stood up from the sofa and said, "Your sister said that if I buy a Soup Dumplings for her tomorrow morning, she would give them to me this Saturday night! "I'm begging you, the Singles' Day is coming soon, I still want to quickly get out of it …"

"You've already chosen so many Singles festivals for her. You don't need this one." Mu Nanyan didn't even raise her head.

"Will you be back by noon tomorrow?" Zhang Zishan frowned: "The case of the beggar hurting people will be heard tomorrow afternoon. The defendant is still not willing to keep it private and insists that the old man hurt them."

"I'll take Qiao Qianchu to school and we'll be back at the office at around ten o'clock," Mu Nanyan picked up the blue folder on her desk and continued flipping through it. "The defendant has insufficient evidence. It's a small case, so it doesn't matter."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk..." People who have a family are different. They have already pushed jobs for her three times. Qiao Qianchu is really charming! Come on, tell me, what kind of person is she? From Tang Yixin's description, it seems like she's quite good-looking? " Zhang Zishan's eyes lit up as he approached Mu Nanyan.

Mu Nanyan glanced at him, and he immediately became alert.

"What?" I was just asking... " Zhang Zishan muttered, "Don't scheme against me again." Every time he saw the look in Mu Nanyan's eyes, his spine would go numb.

Mu Nanyan continued to lower her head.

"Hey, hey," Zhang Zishan suddenly laughed maliciously, "When are you planning to live together?"

"Look at her." Mu Nanyan picked up a pen and drew a circle in the upper right-hand corner of the document.

"When do we meet the parents?"

"Tomorrow."

"What does she do? I think he learned how to draw? Your speed is too fast, and you just took it.

Mu Nanyan put down the document.

"Alright, let's not ask then. You can't keep hiding it," Zhang Zishan curled his lips, then leaned back on the sofa. "I'm still half a matchmaker, and am ungrateful …"

"If you have time, you might as well remember the name of your client." Mu Nanyan's eyes were filled with a smile.

Zhang Zishan gritted his teeth and stared at him. Last time, he was drunk at a gathering of friends the night before. He was feeling dizzy the next day, so he couldn't remember the name of his client. As a result, she was mocked by a bunch of her friends as soon as she appeared in court. Mu Nanyan had already mentioned it for a week in a row …

"That's right," Mu Nanyan said. "If you choose the wedding ring, where should you go?"

Zhang Zishan hissed through his teeth, "How would I know?" I haven't chosen either. There should be some in the mall, but isn't there a lot of jewelry stores in the downtown area?

Mu Nanyan lowered her head again and made a mark on the document.

The next morning, Qiao Qianchu was awakened by the alarm clock. She sleepily changed her clothes and went out, carrying a bag of cold medicine.

Halfway there, Mu Nanyan called.