Manager Yang swallowed visibly, unsettled as he was pinned down by Si Yi’s gaze, and no longer dared extend his plump hand to Yun Jian. However, his eyes remained on Yun Jian unblinking; of course, it was only out of admiration for the girl.
“C-can you… leave me your phone number so we can keep in touch…” Manager Yang who suddenly remembered something told Yun Jian as he fished out his phone from his pocket with a hasty quivering hand.
Someone with a prominent status like Manager Yang was always interacting with successful bosses of equal societal standing. The year 1999 was also when mobile phones were eventually growing more common in the market. Communication devices like cellular phones and pagers were gaining traction among leading businessmen here.
“Sure.” Yun Jian smiled and planned to pull her phone out from her pocket as well.
“No.” Before Yun Jian could do that, Si Yi’s deep voice came from behind her.
Feeling the young man’s murderous gaze, Manager Yang flinched. For some reason, the young man made him feel like he was going to kill him without hesitation once he got Yun Jian’s mobile number. Hence, Manager Yang shrunk into his plump self and stuffed his phone back to his pocket.
“Pretend…” Manager Yang gulped and fidgeted before continuing to say, “Pretend I didn’t say anything…”
Qin Yirou and Dong Ruan who were standing beside them could not help the smile that tugged the corners of their lips when they watched what happened.
Dong Ruan, especially, was relishing in it. From how much she knew Si Yi, the child had been resentful of the world since his mother passed away. Si Yi’s mother was Dong Ruan’s birth sister, so Dong Ruan was naturally saddened when she saw Si Yi’s change.
She had been worried about his future but it seemed that it would be least of Dong Ruan’s concern now! Heh, look, it all worked out. She did not have to worry any more, did she?
Her silly unromantic nephew would probably give her a grandnephew within a few years now! By the time she retired, she could take walks with Qin Yirou and spend time with her grandnephew. More importantly, she and Qin Yirou would actually be family by then!
Although the connection was slightly complex and distant, they could be considered in-laws anyway.
Seeing that Si Yi was reluctant, Yun Jian smiled as well and gave up giving her number to Manager Yang.
“Mom, let’s go in. I’m free this afternoon. I can shop with you,” Yun Jian turned to Qin Yirou and told her after pressing her lips together.
Yun Jian had to go to school for the evening revision session, but she was unoccupied in the afternoon and could accompany Qin Yirou to pick out her wedding dress.
Qin Yirou was getting married for the second time but Yun Jian had heard from her brother, Yun Yi, that they were too poor for a wedding when Qin Yirou married Yun Gang. They could not even afford Yun Yi’s milk powder when he was born; Qin Yirou could not produce enough milk during then, so Yun Yi had been malnourished and skinny since birth.
It was only when the original owner of Yun Jian’s body was two years old that Qin Yirou and Yun Gang held their wedding. In spite of it, the so-called wedding had no wedding gown and only a pitiful presentation of dowry. Moreover, Qin Yirou’s then mother-in-law, Lu Lanhua, was a stingy woman, so they had only invited a few families in the village for a meal—a perfunctory gesture to signify that there was a wedding.
For couples to get married with cars during this period of time were considered incredibly rich! Even if it were not cars, getting married with motorcycles was already something to be proud of.
