The Love of Passerby A

"Do you still have feelings for him?" Zhao Wenyu asked cautiously.

Su Xiangran thought for a while before speaking: "He and I met through a blind date, and we don't know each other very well. Our marriage is actually more like a group life. After all, he has always had his first love in his heart.

I am a rational person and I don’t really look forward to romance.”

"Is that so?" Zhao Wenyu's eyes flashed with joy after hearing her words.

"Actually, you and I are the same. I don't know my ex-wife very well." Zhao Wenyu made a decision on his own, "Then from now on, besides being dinner companions, we will also be good friends to each other."

Su Xiangran shrugged indifferently: "Okay!"

The two of them were having a pleasant conversation, but Cheng Ziyuan was not in a good mood.

Of course, she couldn't really go to the vegetable market and buy some prawns for Zhang's mother, but she also didn't want to follow Su Xiangran's advice and buy something affordable.

In order to distinguish herself from Su Xiangran and prove that her taste was far superior to hers, she bought a bunch of high-end gifts in the mall.

Bird's nest, ginseng, deer antler, etc. In short, buy whatever is expensive.

That night, Cheng Ziyuan came with a bunch of things and knocked on the door of Zhang Juncheng's current home - a new large flat in the city center.

"Ziyuan, come in quickly, my mother is already cooking." Zhang Juncheng happily welcomed Cheng Ziyuan into the living room.

Even if Zhang's mother had a grudge against Cheng Ziyuan, she couldn't offend her son in this matter, so she came out when she heard the voice.

Looking at the large and small bags of gifts brought by Cheng Ziyuan, Zhang's mother was still very happy. After all, this girl seemed to value her son very much.

Zhang's mother helped bring in the gifts.

The things were heavy and she was very happy. However, after looking at them for a while, she couldn't help feeling a little unhappy, because the things the girl gave looked good, but they had little practical use.

Take the bird's nest for example! It is a good thing, but Zhang's mother doesn't know how to handle it, so this good thing has become a hot potato.

"Aunt, how has your health been in recent years?" Cheng Ziyuan greeted her politely.

"It's okay. I've been in my hometown for the past few years. I can't sit still." After saying a few words, Zhang's mother stood up and went back to the kitchen to continue working.

Zhang Juncheng looked at Cheng Ziyuan who was playing with her phone beside him and pushed her: "Ziyuan, why don't you go in and help my mom? Let her see your cooking skills."

Cheng Ziyuan disagreed with Zhang Juncheng's suggestion: "Aunt, you didn't even ask me to help! What are you urging me to do? Besides, I don't know how to cook, so I won't go in and make trouble."

"But!" Zhang Juncheng was about to say something when he was interrupted.

"Aunt, please stop busying yourself. There are only three of us having dinner together." Cheng Ziyuan pressed Zhang Juncheng and said first, "How about we go out to eat? I know there is a Japanese restaurant nearby, the food is very good.

I have a membership card there, so I can go directly to the restaurant and get a seat without having to wait."

"It will be ready soon. There are not many dishes." Zhang's mother poked her head out from the kitchen, "Xiaoyuan! You and Juncheng sit down and wait for a while. Dinner will be served soon."

Zhang Juncheng took away Cheng Ziyuan's hand that was pressing on him and walked to the kitchen: "Mom, do you need our help?"

"You're a grown man, what can you do to help me in the kitchen?" Although Zhang's mother had a smile on her face, her tone was obviously worried. "I can help take care of you when I'm here. I'm going back to my hometown now. You should pay more attention to your diet by yourself."

Zhang Juncheng knew that his mother was worried and did not take care of him.

At this moment, Zhang Juncheng realized for the first time the difference between him and Cheng Ziyuan.

They have different growing environments and educational backgrounds, and these gaps can be narrowed not only in wealth and money.

Zhang Juncheng attaches great importance to family. He hopes that his life can be managed and maintained together with his wife, and even the housework should be done by his wife.

Instead of leaving the house to a housekeeper or servants to take care of, he felt that this would deprive life of its warmth.

This kind of cognition was formed in his own growing environment over the past few decades.

But Cheng Ziyuan is different. Her family has always been rich, and many things are done for her by others. Her mother has never done housework.

There are servants and housekeepers at home, and in her opinion, a house is just a house, and the concept of home is just an illusory thing.

But people, you can't have it all. If you are greedy for the noble love that is not worldly, then don't expect the worldly atmosphere.

Love and life should be harmonious and complement each other, but Zhang Juncheng's sweetheart cannot fully meet his expectations.

This seemed to be a trick of fate, destined that their love would be a long-lasting entanglement and struggle.