yournovel Chapter 135 Worry
Chapter 135 Worry
Chapter 135 Worry
Zhou Wenzhe's first gift to Bae Suzy was to let her attend the Dior show at Paris Fashion Week in early March this year. This was her first time attending one of the world's four major fashion weeks, and also her first time attending such an important show since the media storm.
"Oppa, will you come with me?" Bae Suzy nestled in Zhou Wenzhe's arms, looking at him expectantly.
Zhou Wenzhe played with the white pieces of her Xue Nai's hand and chuckled softly, "We'll see then, I might not have time."
"Whether you have time or not is up to you. You just don't want to come with me." Bae Suzy turned her back angrily, not letting him play anymore.
Zhou Wenzhe shamelessly pressed himself against her again and placed his hands on her breasts. Although Pei Xiuzhi's figure wasn't voluptuous, her breasts still felt very nice to the touch.
Looking at all the women he has now, although they are all very beautiful, their figures are basically all below B cup, which has forced him to exchange a lot of body lotion from the system.
However, this takes time and cannot be accomplished overnight.
"Don't touch me."
Bae Soo-ji twisted her body, but unfortunately, she was firmly restrained by Zhou Wenzhe and could not move.
"Okay, I'll go with you." Zhou Wenzhe gently kissed Pei Xiuzhi's shoulder and agreed.
He happened to have some business to attend to in Europe.
"Then let's take a trip around there," Bae Suzy said happily. Not many people in Europe knew her, and since she had the time, she could openly date Zhou Wenzhe.
"it is good."
"Great, let me think of where to go."
Bae Suzy began to imagine the places she wanted to go. Although she had been to Europe a few times since her debut, it was always for work. After work, she basically didn't have much time to travel. This time, she wanted to have a good time.
Zhou Wenzhe continued to play with it, occasionally pinching the bean.
With him doing this, Bae Suzy had no time to think about where to go. After their emotions were stirred up, the two began another contest.
February has arrived, and there are only a few days left until the annual Spring Festival.
Although Zhou Wenzhe's family immigrated to the United States long ago, they still celebrate this day every year. However, he hadn't been able to go back for the past few years due to various missions, so he hadn't properly celebrated the Spring Festival with his family for many years.
He had originally planned to go back to the United States to spend the Spring Festival with his parents this year, but just a few days before his departure, his mother called.
They're supposed to go back to South Korea before the Lunar New Year, and they'll also be visiting Taiwan.
Many countries surrounding China celebrate the Spring Festival, with South Korea being one of the countries that attaches the most importance to this holiday. The country grants a holiday for this festival, and people return to their hometowns to pay respects to their ancestors and reunite with relatives and friends on this day.
Incheon International Airport.
Zhou Wenzhe arrived early to wait for his parents. The two had traveled to South Korea by private jet, so they quickly came out of the airport after the plane landed.
Because it was a private trip, the parents did not bring any assistants, only a bodyguard who had been with their father all year round.
On the way back.
"Son, how did you do with what you promised me?" his mother asked with a smile.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Wenzhe pretended to be confused.
"What? You've forgotten so quickly? Looks like I need to remind you." The mother's tone had a hint of threat.
"Haha, no need, I'll remember." Zhou Wenzhe quickly admitted defeat.
The father watched the show from the sidelines, adopting an attitude of indifference, as if it were none of his business.
"It's been half a year, don't tell me there's been no progress!"
"How could that be? Your son is still very popular with girls, there's bound to be progress."
"Then tell me about it."
"We'll talk about it when we get home." Zhou Wenzhe used stalling tactics, taking this time to think about who to implicate.
Kim Jisoo?
It's still Son Seung-wan.
Or someone else.
"Okay, let's talk about it when we get home."
After the mother and son finished discussing their business, the father interjected, "Wen-Zhe, this time you'll come back to Taiwan with me."
"Okay, why go back?"
Zhou Wenzhe remembers that his grandparents went to the United States from Taiwan a long time ago, and after they passed away, they basically lost contact with their relatives there.
"Go back to attend a wedding; it's your cousin's wedding."
"Cousin?"
Zhou Wenzhe turned around and looked at his parents in surprise. No wonder his mother asked this question as soon as she arrived, and her expression wasn't very good. It turned out to be because of this.
"Yes, he's the grandson of one of your grandfather's cousins."
"Oh, how old is he?"
I don't know exactly how old I am.
"Then say he's my cousin? Maybe he's older than me."
"That's because his grandfather is your grandfather's cousin."
"You can calculate it like that?" Zhou Wenzhe said helplessly.
"We'll talk about how to address him when we get there. I remember his father is a year or two younger than me, so there's a high chance he's younger than you."
Since his father said so, Zhou Wenzhe really had nothing to say. His parents had married early and had him early, so it was very likely that his partner was younger than him.
Sigh, why get married so early? Isn't dating more enjoyable?
This is truly harmful.
Zhou Wenzhe could foresee that the next period of his life would not be easy.
unless...
Find a daughter-in-law to take over.
But who should I contact?
The first girlfriend he introduces to his parents must be carefully chosen, and she must meet his parents' requirements for a daughter-in-law. However, to be honest, none of his current girlfriends meet these requirements.
Sigh, what a worry.
. . .
Back in the neighborhood where Zhou Wenzhe lived, his father looked around and asked, "Is this where we used to live?"
"Yes, that's exactly why I bought a house here."
"I never imagined things would change so much here." The father said with emotion, perhaps recalling memories of his family living here many years ago.
At that time, he was just an ordinary middle-level manager at a bank. He never expected that when he returned, he would be the chairman of a large investment institution with a net worth of hundreds of millions.
"Yes, when I came back last time, I didn't recognize this place at first," the mother agreed.
I got home and put down my luggage.
Zhou Wenzhe then took his parents and bodyguards to a nearby barbecue restaurant. This barbecue restaurant had been open for over 20 years, and although it had moved locations several times, it had always been in this area.
"This shop is still open." The father looked at the entrance of the barbecue restaurant and walked in happily, as if he had found his younger self again.
After being seated, we began ordering.
The father held the menu and ordered the dishes he remembered.
After ordering, he picked up the glass kettle on the table, poured himself a cup of barley tea, took a sip, and then looked at Zhou Wenzhe and asked, "Wenzhe, those companies you told me about last time, they're really making waves lately."
"Is that so?" Zhou Wenzhe remained unmoved; this was a trivial matter to him.
How do you know these companies will explode this year?
Although Zhou Wenzhe had given this seemingly absurd advice many times before and ultimately made a fortune, the father still wanted to know why his vision was so advanced.
None of the professional investment advisors in the company have his eye for investment.
"Of course, it was based on very rigorous judgment, but we can't rule out the possibility that there was some element of luck involved."
"Are you sure you want to bet on AI next?"
"Yes, the next 3 to 5 years will be a period of explosive growth for AI. If you don't get in now, it will be too late."
"Okay, I understand."
"Can you two please stop discussing business at the dinner table?" the mother said, sounding displeased.
"Okay, okay." The father winked at Zhou Wenzhe.
Zhou Wenzhe understood perfectly; this was a tacit understanding unique to the father and son.
I just got home after finishing my meal.
Zhou Wenzhe wanted to go back to his room to escape his mother's questioning, but before he could even carry it out, his plan was ruined.
His mother glared at him, and he obediently followed.
Seeing this, the father quickly went back inside.
. .
Sitting on the living room sofa with her legs crossed, Zhou Wenzhe, who was sitting upright, looked at him and said in an unquestionable tone, "Tell me."
"Well, actually I already have a girlfriend, but we've only been dating for a short time and haven't settled down yet."
"Oh? What does she do for a living, and how old is she?"
A look of surprise immediately appeared on the mother's face. She had thought that Zhou Wenzhe would use those excuses to brush her off again, but she didn't expect that he actually had a girlfriend.
"He's an entertainer, older than me."
After careful consideration and comparison from various aspects, Zhou Wenzhe decided to confess Pei Zhufa.
"Older than you? How many years older?"
"Three years older."
Upon hearing this age, the surprise on the mother's face slowly faded. It wasn't that she minded Zhou Wenzhe having a girlfriend who was an artist, but rather that this age was indeed a bit too old.
Although there's a saying that "a woman three years older than her husband is like holding a gold brick," in reality, couples where the woman is older than the man often encounter many problems.
Moreover, Zhou Wenzhe is already 25 years old this year, so the girl is 28 years old, which is about to exceed the optimal childbearing age for women.
Families like theirs place great importance on their offspring.
"Actually, you've met this girl before." Zhou Wenzhe never expected his mother to consider so many things, and he hadn't even thought of this aspect himself.
"I've seen him before? Who was it?" the mother asked, puzzled.
"It's Irene, the captain from Seungwan."
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"Is it her?"
The mother instantly recalled the image of the petite girl, who had left a deep impression on her at the time.
Although the girl was very beautiful, she was too short and didn't match her son at all. In addition, she was older, so she was somewhat opposed to it.
She just didn't know how to bring it up, since it was her son's first time dating.
Let's ask for more details.
"How did you two end up together? Does Seungwan know?"
"Um... to be honest, it was a bit of a surprise that we got together. Seungwan doesn't know yet, and neither of us knows how to tell her."
"What accident? Did you two have sex?"
As someone with experience, the mother immediately guessed the crux of the matter: if that were the case, things would be difficult to handle.
Hearing his mother's question so direct, Zhou Wenzhe nodded shyly.
What's done is done.
The mother knew that it was no use for her to object anymore.
She sighed and continued, "Then please make arrangements so that I can meet with your father and her parents to finalize things."
"Huh?! There's no need to be in such a hurry."
Zhou Wenzhe is genuinely panicked this time.
"What? Are you just playing around with her?"
Honestly, she really hopes that her son thinks that way now.
"No, but there's no need to rush. We've only just started dating."
"She's already 28. How many more years are you going to date? Do you expect her to be over 30 before you get married and have children?"
"Child? Mom, aren't you thinking too far ahead? I never expected to become a father so early, especially since she's an artist, how could she possibly get married so early?" Zhou Wenzhe shook his head like a rattle drum.
"In that case, I won't rush you, but she won't be the one to marry into our family."
"Mom! Aren't you going too far by saying that?"
Zhou Wenzhe looked displeased. Although he had never thought about marrying Pei Zhufa, he felt very uncomfortable hearing his mother say that.
What is this? Feudal thinking?
Besides, he might not even live for many more years. If he really marries her, will he end up a widow?
Seeing this, the mother's tone softened, "Okay, I admit I misspoke, but I was only thinking of you two. If you're really sure about her, then get married as soon as possible. I'll take care of the rest."
Forget about artists; the breach of contract penalty is only a few dollars. At worst, we can just acquire the entertainment company.
"Mom, please give us a little more time. Our relationship isn't at that stage yet."
Putting aside whether Pei Zhufa is willing to marry him, Zhou Wenming's most pressing task right now is not to discuss marriage, but to resolve the relationship between them.
After thinking for a while, the mother sighed and said, "Alright, I won't bring this up again, but I want to see her this time. You can make the arrangements."
"Huh? What do you want with her?"
Before Zhou Wenzhe could even feel happy that his mother said she wouldn't mention it again, he heard the second half of her sentence.
This put him in a very difficult position.
After all, his relationship with Bae Joo-fa was too complicated; they couldn't be considered boyfriend and girlfriend, but rather a relationship of mutual need.
What would she think if I told her about this?
What will Son Seung-wan think when she finds out?
Oh, what a worry!
"Don't worry about that, just take care of it."
"Let's forget about it, she's quite busy."
"You're not just using her as an excuse to lie to me, are you?" The mother looked at Zhou Wenzhe suspiciously.
"Of course not."
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"Then it's settled. Doesn't she even have time to meet with me?"
"Well... okay, I'll ask her about her schedule first."
In order to prevent his mother from interfering in his love life in the future, Zhou Wenzhe reluctantly agreed.
As for Bae Joo-hyun, she should probably give me that face, since the two of them are indeed in a romantic relationship, so it can't be considered deception.
Back in his room, Zhou Wenzhe took out his phone, edited a message, and sent it to Pei Zhufa.
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