Free Web NovelChapter 2138: Chapter 2339: What Do You Think of Your Daughter’s Boyfriend???
Hao Jian originally thought Weiwei’s mom was just being hospitable—she saw him bringing her daughter back home in the middle of the night, and invited him in to sit down simply to thank him. But now, seeing the way Weiwei’s mom was looking at him, he instantly realized something was off. Who the hell looks at a "guest" like that?
He figured it out right away: damn it, he’d run into the one situation he least wanted to run into again. Weiwei’s mom had actually mistaken him for her daughter’s blind date. Only that explanation could make sense of the look she was giving him right now.
He suddenly felt super awkward and had no idea what to say. So he grabbed at an excuse: "Auntie, it’s already pretty late, I still have some stuff to do when I get back, so I’ll just get going first."
As soon as Hao Jian finished, he started to get up, planning to flee this troublesome place. But the moment he stood, Weiwei’s mom pulled him back down. Smiling, she said, "You’re already here, what are you leaving so soon for? Sit a bit longer, just keep Auntie company and chat for a while. Weiwei spends all day at school and barely stays home before running out again. At least you can chat with Auntie for a bit, right?"
Hao Jian forced a smile. He really couldn’t find a way to refuse this request; for a moment he literally couldn’t get the word "no" out and could only squeeze out a reluctant grin.
Right then, seeing how things were going, Weiwei’s dad looked like he wanted to say something, his lips already parting—only to be shot a fierce glare by Weiwei’s mom. He swallowed his words back down on the spot, picked up the newspaper, and put on an act of being totally absorbed in reading, like he hadn’t heard a single thing being said over here.
This whole little scene only lasted a few seconds, but it just so happened that Hao Jian caught every bit of it. He didn’t say anything, but he did understand a few things in his heart. Looked like the one with real authority and say in this house was still Weiwei’s mom; her dad had basically zero right to speak in front of her.
Thinking about it that way, he seemed to understand a few more things.
At this moment, Weiwei’s mom kept staring at him, then suddenly said, "Little Hao, it’s so late and you and Weiwei are just coming back from dinner outside—were you two talking about work?"
The moment she mentioned work, Hao Jian’s heart tightened. He felt like this was a bad opening. But before he could answer, Weiwei’s mom continued, "Are you two colleagues? Or friends?"
If he said colleagues, the problem was that Weiwei was a teacher and he was just a student—obviously they weren’t colleagues. Calling themselves colleagues would be way too far-fetched. So he gave an awkward smile and said, "Friends! We’re friends."
When Weiwei’s mom heard that, she made an "oh" sound, then said, "So which company do you work for? Is it close to Weiwei’s?"
Not good. That was the first thought that popped into Hao Jian’s mind. Sure enough, Weiwei’s mom was an old hand in the Jianghu—just a couple of casual questions and she’d already steered things right to the key point. It didn’t sound abrupt at all; on the surface it was just normal chitchat between an elder and a junior.
But this was only the beginning. Usually, once a question like that came out, it meant the standard "household registration check" from elders had officially started. First they ask about work, then about hobbies, what you usually like to do, the basic situation of your family... So the moment he heard Weiwei’s mom go down this route, he immediately felt a bad omen, like he could already see what kind of situation he was about to be dragged into.
He smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer, and said, "Uh... pretty close."
Which was actually true. Weiwei worked in the office and he was in the classroom, so they really weren’t far apart—practically close enough to ignore the distance altogether.
Weiwei’s mom brightened at once. "So you’re close? That’s great. Then you should interact more with our Weiwei. When you’ve got free time, you two can go see a movie, grab a meal or something."
Hao Jian could only nod and say, "Okay, Auntie."
At this point, sitting to the side, Weiwei’s dad shot her mom a glance, his eyes not very friendly. There were things he wanted to say, but he couldn’t say them in front of an outsider like Hao Jian. What kind of mom talked like this? It sounded like their daughter couldn’t get married and they were desperate to marry her off. Who does that as a mother? He looked at Hao Jian sitting there and swallowed the words back down again.
He thought to himself that once Hao Jian left, he’d definitely have to give her a proper talking-to. This mom act of hers was really too unqualified—talking like their daughter was so undesirable no guy wanted to chase her, so they had to hurry and get rid of her. He shot her another look, then continued pretending to be deeply engrossed in his newspaper, although in reality he was still listening carefully to Weiwei’s mom’s conversation with Hao Jian.
"Oh right..." Weiwei’s mom looked like she had more to say.
But just then, Weiwei had already finished her shower, changed into fresh clothes, and come out. The moment she stepped out and saw the look on her mom’s face, she knew her mom had definitely been saying something to Hao Jian again. It was always like this. So she immediately called out, "Mom..."
Then she walked over and sat down next to her mom. Her mom completely ignored her, just kept staring at Hao Jian with a beaming smile and said, "Little Hao, don’t be fooled by how Weiwei looks at home. Actually, she’s quite proper and generous when she’s outside."
Hao Jian smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes!"
"Mom!" Li Weiwei shot her mom a glance, at a loss for words. What kind of mom does that, putting her own daughter down like this, making it sound like she’s some kind of freak at home. Her mom was always like this in front of outsiders, determined to talk her down as low as possible.
And now she was actually putting her down in front of her own student. Her mood instantly tanked. She didn’t even need to ask to know what her mom had just said to Hao Jian—she was definitely interviewing Hao Jian as a potential son-in-law. She immediately rolled her eyes at her mom.
Her mom, however, acted like she didn’t see a thing, and went on talking to Hao Jian: "Look at that, a young girl only knows how to act cute with her mom. You’re not that young anymore either, it’s time to find a good family to marry into. Acting cute in your boyfriend or husband’s arms is what you should be doing. What’s the point of acting cute to your mom?"
Li Weiwei was completely out of words. And right then her mom said something that made everyone’s jaws drop.
"Don’t you think so, Little Hao? Once you’re at the age to be talking marriage, you should be talking marriage. Being this old and still clinging to your parents all day long like a kid, what does that look like? Don’t you agree, Little Hao?" Li Weiwei’s mom suddenly looked seriously at Hao Jian. Before Hao Jian had a chance to speak, she continued, "I think Little Hao’s pretty good. Little Hao, what do you think of our Weiwei?"
"Pffft!" Li Weiwei had just been sitting there drinking water when she suddenly sprayed it all out. Hao Jian had just picked up his cup of tea and was about to drink; luckily he hadn’t yet, or he would probably have reacted just like Li Weiwei—at the sound of that sentence, instantly spraying the tea out. That would’ve been beyond awkward.
And that’s exactly how it was—he and Li Weiwei were instantly thrown into an extremely awkward situation, both of them completely dumbfounded.
Li Weiwei’s mom looked at her with a disgusted expression and said, "Just look at you. You’re this old already and you still behave like that in front of a guest. Do you look like a proper young lady or not?"
Li Weiwei looked at her mom with a helpless expression, really unable to take it anymore. "Mom! Do you think your daughter looks that hard to marry off or what? How come you try to sell me to whoever you see?"
Li Weiwei’s mom didn’t lose the slightest bit of steam. "That’s exactly how I like it. If you don’t want your mom acting like this, then hurry up and find yourself a boyfriend. I think Little Hao’s pretty good. If you can find a boyfriend as good as Little Hao, I’ll shut up right away."
Hao Jian knew that Li Weiwei’s mom was putting on the tragic-mother act again. He had only thought that it wasn’t safe for a drunk Li Weiwei to go home alone and wanted to see her back, but he never expected to run into a scene like this. It was really beyond anything he’d imagined. If he’d known it would turn out like this, he absolutely wouldn’t have walked Li Weiwei home—she could’ve just gone on her own.
Sure enough, when Li Weiwei heard what her mom said, she was instantly furious, but couldn’t get a word out. She shot a look at her dad; her dad clearly didn’t know what to say either and could only give a helpless "there’s nothing I can do" expression. Li Weiwei then turned to look at Hao Jian, treating him like her savior.
Hao Jian showed a helpless expression. To be honest, he wanted to escape this atmosphere more than anyone else, but as an outsider and a guest, he really couldn’t say anything. Plus, he couldn’t just get up and leave now; if he tried, Li Weiwei’s mom probably wouldn’t let him go. So he could only sit there awkwardly.
At this moment, Li Weiwei was staring at him, as if wrestling with some decision. He had no idea what exactly that conflicted, about-to-make-a-decision expression on her face was supposed to mean.
Truth be told, Hao Jian was pretty nervous himself right now.
Li Weiwei suddenly turned back to look at her mom, putting on a very serious expression.
"What if I say he is my boyfriend—then what?" Li Weiwei suddenly said.
As soon as the words left her mouth, it was like a bomb went off. Li Weiwei’s mom stared at her in disbelief. Her dad put down the newspaper he’d been holding and looked at her in shock. Hao Jian also gaped at her with a stunned expression.
What the hell! Since when did I become your boyfriend? When did that happen, and how come I don’t know a damn thing about it?
"I brought him home today just to let you see him," Li Weiwei continued. "So? What do you think of the boyfriend your daughter picked? Are you satisfied?"
