Chapter 1171 - 783: Not Every Man Is Like Yin Shixiu

The next morning, a Saturday, Xiao Meng still woke up early and ran into Yin Shuying doing exercises in the courtyard.

"Auntie, good morning!"

Yin Shuying looked energetic; Su Xiaomeng had no reason to show a sympathetic and pitiful expression, "What’s for breakfast? We can eat at Zheng Garden or Jun Garden!"

"Ta-da! I brought breakfast over!"

Just as Su Xiaomeng finished asking, Joe’s foreign-accented Chinese came from the doorway.

"Mao Ning!"

Next thing, Yin Shuying leaned over and gave her beloved husband a passionate good morning kiss, making Su Xiaomeng shudder... so sweet.

With no need for more words, they set up their meal in the courtyard. Breakfast under the Qiu Wutong tree was quite a feast.

After breakfast, they left Yin Mansion, and in a few days, they would return to the United States...

Regarding Chi Lun, Su Xiaomeng didn’t say much to Yin Shuying... Years ago, they were lovers; maybe their emotional investments weren’t equal, but who says feelings between two people can be equal?

A few cannas... using flowers to symbolize a solid future, no matter how many are planted, is just an illusion.

"Huang Huang, are you ready?" Su Xiaomeng called up to the room on the second floor.

"Ready ready!"

Prince Huang rushed down with his school bag on his back.

Su Xiaomeng tidied Yin Shixiu’s shirt collar, "Drive slowly on the road. After Huang Huang’s practice, I’ll pick him up. Do you have time for lunch? I can bring Huang Huang over to have lunch with you?"

"Okay, I’ll make time for lunch."

Yin Shixiu agreed, the car was already parked at the gate of Jun Garden, he took Prince Huang’s big school bag, wrapped his arm around Su Xiaomeng’s waist, and gave her a quick peck, "See you at noon."

"Mm, be sure to drive safely..."

Father and son got in the car... Su Xiaomeng stood at the gate of Jun Garden, glanced back twice at the cannas in the courtyard... knowing these were the flowers Chi Lun had planted for Yin Shuying, she really couldn’t bring herself to like those cannas.

She thought about it, sent Chi Lun a WeChat message asking for his address, and then had a courier send these flowers to Chi Lun’s house.

As for Yin Shuying’s matters, she didn’t mention them to Chi Lun.

She thought, Yin Shuying was doing exceptionally well, in her twenties she wasted her youth on a scoundrel, but Joe was truly wonderful.

Yin Shixiu might really have been right... Not every man can have the same sense of responsibility and commitment as he does... These words sound like boasting, but they are indeed the truth.

She remembered her insecurity during pregnancy, her fear making her want to escape... remembered his heartache and remorse when he thought she had aborted the child under the hospital...

Remembered how he flew from London when hearing she was about to give birth, flew over ten hours just to let her know he was there, through phone screen, through a telephone, it didn’t count as being there, only being by her side counted.

Remembered... how over the years he never let outside temptations create a rift between them...

Perhaps it’s just the way people are, only after comparison can one feel deeply satisfied...

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Seeing Chi Lun again was on a Monday.

Xiao Meng was glad she didn’t treat Chi Lun harshly because of Yin Shuying’s words. He’s still the youngest professor at Beijing Foreign Studies University, a highly valuable academic expert...

Some say he grew his long hair for his first love...

Some say the cannas under the girls’ dormitory are his way of waiting for his beloved to return...

Some say he mastered all eighteen skills because the person he waits for also mastered all eighteen skills...

People like to tell stories in tragic and romantic ways...

Chi Lun was fiddling with the two pots of succulents on his desk, Su Xiaomeng remembered Yin Shuying also loved succulents, her blog often updated with the status of the plants she raised...

That day, when she first arrived, she asked him for these two pots of plants, and he stingily refused to give them away.

When a person is gone, no amount of deep feelings is but to fill the void in one’s own heart... Su Xiaomeng thought to herself.

"I thought when you saw me today, you’d give me a good scolding..."

Xiao Meng merely glanced slightly to the side, and he noticed. He said a sentence but still concentrated on pruning his beloved plants without looking at her...

"Why?"

"Yesterday, Shuying texted me, saying she saw a few cannas in Uncle Yin’s courtyard... suddenly reminded her of me, so she just wanted to say hi."

Chi Lun mumbled.

"... Do you two still keep in touch?"

"It’s easy if you want to, hard if you don’t..." Chi Lun put down the pruning shears, sat in his seat, and glanced at Su Xiaomeng, "Shuying said she cried with you for a while, only spoke poorly of me without saying a single good word, afraid that as colleagues, we’d have issues..."

Su Xiaomeng pursed her lips... paused for a moment, then said,

"I think you may have been a jerk for a few years; now... it’s alright, right? Everyone makes mistakes... but we hardly have any emotional entanglement, and knowing my professional evaluation depends on you... how could I scold you?"

"Thank you, for returning the cannas to me."

"...You’re welcome, it was yours in the first place."

"For me, the only thing worth remembering were those few flowers."

After finishing, Chi Lun slightly curved his lips and smiled. Su Xiaomeng couldn’t discern his true emotions, or perhaps... this was already his true emotion.

The past, as fleeting as clouds, has already dissipated. The deep imprints left in the heart may also gradually fade with time...

"Then... could you take back the word that you’d forever give me a failing mark on my professional evaluation?"

Su Xiaomeng asked tentatively...

"Mm, I take it back."

Chi Lun shrugged his shoulders and simply responded. Su Xiaomeng laughed softly and continued her own work...

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"Mom, can you hurry up? If there’s a traffic jam, we might miss it!"

Prince Huang even got into his little suit just to attend Matthew Moore’s piano concert.

Su Xiaomeng came downstairs with a bag, "Don’t rush, don’t rush, such an attitude towards your driver..."

Her words were full of complaints, Prince Huang held two tickets, and whom he’d listen to the concert with was entirely up to his own decision. Privately, Su Xiaomeng even had a bet with Yin Shixiu on whether their little guy would invite Dad or Mom...

When Prince Huang came to Su Xiaomeng to ask if she had time on Saturday, Su Xiaomeng couldn’t have been more pleased in front of Yin Shixiu.

Immediately nodded and even said, "Even if I didn’t have time, I’d make time!"

Then she heard Prince Huang say, "Then thank you, Mom, can you take me there on Saturday?"

"Take you there..."

"Mm, to Matthew Moore, the other ticket is for the teacher."

"..."

For a moment, Su Xiaomeng was...

Then she looked at Yin Shixiu beside her who was almost laughing his head off...