The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 890: Old and Unreliable

Two days later.

Zhang Yan took Tang Qianqian back home.

On the road.

Tang Qianqian said, "Zhang Yan, what if your mother knew I was so much older than you and disagreed?"

Zhang Yan looked at Tang Qianqian and smiled. "Don't worry, my mother won't disagree. You're so beautiful and kind, how could you have any flaws? Your age alone isn't a problem."

"I'm afraid that if you don't agree, will you break up with me?" Tang Qianqian asked.

"Of course not. In my heart, there is no age difference between us. We are just two people who like each other. Just put your mind at ease. No matter what the situation is, I will not separate from you." Zhang Yan said affirmatively.

"Okay then!" Tang Qianqian nodded.

……

The sunlight streamed through the car window, dancing on Tang Qianqian's slightly flushed cheeks. She sat in the passenger seat, clutching two beautifully packaged shopping bags tightly in her hands, her fingertips turning pale from the pressure.

Although she also suffers from insomnia more often.

But he was still a little timid when he went to his boyfriend's house to meet his parents for the first time.

Zhang Yan, who was driving, turned around and saw that Tang Qianqian was still a little nervous, so he said, "Don't be nervous, my mother is a very nice person, she won't make things difficult for you."

While driving steadily, Zhang Yan turned his head to comfort her in a relaxed tone, trying to ease her discomfort.

Tang Qianqian forced a smile, but her heart was still pounding.

We soon arrived near Zhang Yan's home.

The car slowly drove into a quiet neighborhood and stopped in front of a residential building. Zhang Yan unbuckled his seat belt and said to her with a smile, "We're here. Even an ugly bride has to meet her parents-in-law, especially since you're so beautiful."

Tang Qianqian gave him a reproachful look, took a deep breath, and pushed open the car door. Her palms were slightly sweaty, and she subconsciously tightened the bag in her hand.

Zhang Yan's home was on the third floor. The door opened, and a middle-aged woman of medium build and a kind face, with a warm smile on her face, appeared. It was Zhang Yan's mother.

"Hello, Auntie!" Tang Qianqian immediately bowed and greeted her, her voice trembling slightly with nervousness.

"Hey, Qianqian is here! Come in, come in!" Shen Xuemei greeted her warmly, stepping aside to let her in, her eyes falling on the bag in her hand. "Just come, why bring a gift? You're so polite."

Tang Qianqian followed Zhang Yan into the living room, changed her shoes, and stood there a little stiffly.

She calmed herself down, handed over the shopping bag, and tried to put on a natural smile: "Auntie, this is a little gift I picked out for you. I wonder if you like it."

Shen Yuenei took the bag and said with a smile: "You are so thoughtful, kid."

She opened one of the bags and saw the knitted cardigan. Her eyes lit up. "Oh, this cardigan is so pretty! I like the color, and it feels so good!" She took it out and tried it on herself. "Look, doesn't it fit me well?"

"Auntie, you will look good in it!" Seeing that she liked it, Tang Qianqian felt relieved and her smile became more sincere.

Shen Xuemei put the cardigan away with satisfaction, then picked up another smaller box and opened it. Inside was the pearl bracelet. She held the bracelet up to the light, and the round pearls and small heart-shaped blue stone looked particularly delicate in the light.

"This bracelet is so beautiful, so delicate! The pearls are so round." She said with some surprise, "Qianqian, you are so thoughtful. You picked this especially for me."

"Auntie, I'm glad you like it." Seeing the genuine smile on Zhang's face, Tang Qianqian felt completely relieved, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. She knew that this carefully prepared gift had finally paid off. Zhang's smile, like the afternoon sun, was warm and gentle, and it gradually calmed her previously nervous heart.

At this time, Shen Xuemei looked at Tang Qianqian with a smile on her face, "Qianqian, sit down quickly."

"Okay, Auntie." Tang Qianqian sat down.

Shen Xuemei looked at Zhang Yan again, "Xiaoyan, come and help Mom wash the vegetables. Your sister and your aunt should be here soon."

"Ok."

Zhang Yan followed Shen Xuemei into the kitchen.

Shen Xuemei closed the sliding door of the kitchen.

"Mom, you usually don't let me into the kitchen, why are you asking me to help you wash the vegetables today?"

Shen Xuemei glanced outside through the glass sliding door, then whispered, "Xiaoyan, your girlfriend is eight years older than you. Can you be reliable?"

"Mom, of course it's reliable. If it wasn't reliable, why would I look for Qianqian?"

"I'm worried that your girlfriend is so much older than you, and she might not be stable." Shen Xuemei said, "Mom, what do you think of Qianqian?"

"She's good-looking, and she's capable, but I've never been around her, so I don't know how she feels about you. I'm afraid she's so much older than you that she might be unreliable."

Zhang Yan smiled helplessly, "Mom, no. Qianqian is a good person. We like each other and want to get married. Don't think too much about it. Age is not a problem. As long as two people love each other, it's fine."

Shen Xuemei pursed her lips and said, "But I still feel..."

Zhang Yan interrupted her, "Mom, that's enough. I'm not a child. I can make my own decisions about my own affairs. Besides, Qianqian is such a good person, she wouldn't be unreliable."

Shen Xuemei nodded, "Okay then! Then go out and accompany Qianqian. As long as you like it."

"Mom, you just called me over to help you wash the vegetables in front of Qianqian, and then left after a few words. This will cause Qianqian to misunderstand. I'd better help you wash the vegetables!"

"Okay then! When you're done washing up, go out and accompany Qianqian. We might have guests coming soon, so go and entertain them."

"okay, I get it."

Zhang Yan quickly helped Shen Xuemei wash the vegetables and walked out of the kitchen.

Just at this time Shen Qing and her parents arrived.

"Cousin, uncle and aunt." Zhang Yan called out one by one.

Tang Qianqian also stood up and shouted along with Zhang Yan.

Because she knew Shen Qing, she continued chatting with Shen Qing.

Shen Qing said, "I really didn't expect you two to be together."

"Sister Shen Qing, I also find it incredible. After all, I am much older than Zhang Yan. But I find that Zhang Yan is different from other boys. He is quite responsible."

Shen Qing smiled and said, "That's good. I wish you happiness."

"Thank you, Sister Shen Qing."

"You're welcome."