Only after Soong's mother finished scolding did Soong Chuyi begin to explain that she had made a misunderstanding. Although she had gone, she had sat at the wrong table.

Soong's mother did not buy it and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Can you sit at the wrong table? I think you just didn't go! If you don't want to go, just say so. You promised him you wouldn't go, and he's been waiting for you for so long. Ah, who used to say that time was money?"

Soong's mother was very good at scolding people. Soong Chuyi couldn't even find a gap to interrupt when she heard her. Even if she was suspected of playing with her blind date, she didn't want to explain that she was sitting at the wrong table. She simply asked Soong's mother to tell the matchmaker that she wasn't interested, and he would disappear. Don't delay her next scene.

Soong's mother did not agree. She scolded Soong Chuyi's fault and ordered her to find a blind date to apologize to as soon as she hung up the phone. She asked Soong Chuyi to meet her again sometime in the afternoon. If Soong Chuyi dared to go against her again, she would personally come to find her.

Soong Chuyi was afraid that Soong's mother lived in the same space as her, so she apologized to Zhao Mucheng honestly and asked if he had eaten before, and if it was convenient for her to treat him to an apology tonight.

Originally, Soong Chuyi felt that she had let Zhao Mucheng down. After being scolded by Soong's mother, this person took advantage of her ignorance and lectured her.

If she was sincere, Soong Chuyi would not even retort when she was scolded. Even if she was wronged, she would not be a mute bun. She picked up her bag again and went out, telling him that she was very busy with work and that it was not easy for her to take a leave of absence.

After a few tugs, Soong Chuyi was told to return to the same hotel. He was eating.

This time, when she returned to the hotel, Soong Chuyi found the front desk and reported Zhao Mucheng's name. Under the guidance of the waiter, she finally met Mr. Zhao Mucheng, her blind date.

Since he had never seen Xu Xirann before, there was no comparison damage. Mr. Zhao Mucheng, who was almost thirty years old, did not have much hair, and was slightly balding. He wore a black suit, and looked like an insurance buyer.

Under his black glasses, he had one eye, a double chin, a long face with a lot of pimples, and a pile of leftover plates on the table. Soong Chuyi thought he must have a big belly.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao. I am Soong Chuyi."

After introducing herself, Soong Chuyi sincerely apologized to the other party.

Zhao Mucheng was still chewing on the bones, his face was covered in oil. Soong Chuyi sat down opposite him, and he invited her to eat with him. The moment she opened her mouth, Soong Chuyi swore that she was almost spat on the face by Zhao Mucheng. Not to mention that she had already eaten, even if she faced this kind of existence on an empty stomach, she would lose her appetite.

However, Zhao Mucheng was not affected. His and Xu Xirann's food was not the opposite. During dinner, he kept talking to Soong Chuyi until he tasted all the dishes. Only then did he notice that the lady opposite him did not touch her chopsticks. He laughed, "I forgot that Miss Song has already eaten. Do you want to sit down in the tea room next door and have a chat later?"

Soong Chuyi nodded: "Sure."

Zhao Mucheng expressed again, "As an apology, Miss Song said to treat us. I'll have to trouble you to pay the bill later."

Soong Chuyi did not know if this person was serious or if he was just joking, but she promised that she would definitely do it.

"Wait a moment, I need to go to the bathroom." Soong Chuyi took her bag, wrote down the table number, and went to the front desk to settle the bill.

After she paid the bill, she turned around and saw that Zhao Mucheng had caught up with her at some point. His face was full of smiles as he said, "Aiyo, I was just joking. Why did Miss Song take it so seriously?"

Soong Chuyi gave a fake smile. She did not take the other party's fake courtesy seriously, but in her heart, she was even more certain that what good things could Soong's mother have called over?

She turned around and put away her smile. She left the hotel first and looked up to see a teahouse next door. Soong Chuyi took the initiative to walk in.

Thirty seats per person, and the order was calculated separately. This time, it was Zhao Mucheng who was fighting for the bill. The two of them sat down and started chatting.

"Miss Song is already twenty-six this year, do you have any savings?"

Soong Chuyi replied, "I don't have any savings. After deducting my living expenses and rent every month, I still have three family members to support."

Zhao Mucheng was surprised, "Then your monthly salary is quite a lot. It seems that you can earn more than me, the boss."

Soong Chuyi smiled and replied, "Eight thousand a month, three thousand rent, two thousand living expenses, the rest is given to the family."

"Eight thousand yuan?" Zhao Mucheng was even more surprised, this did not match what he knew, and joked: "Miss Song is so modest, I heard that you are very experienced, a few tens of thousands a month."

It was indeed so before, but in the past two months, the basic salary was like this, including the commissions, she earned more than ten thousand yuan.

Soong Chuyi's answer to this was, "I changed my job."

Zhao Mucheng asked what the job was and why she had jumped ship. Perhaps as a boss, he was very concerned about the reason why Soong Chuyi had given up her high salary to jump ship.

Soong Chuyi casually said that she was willing to pay a low salary for her dream of staying in a place for too long.

Zhao Mucheng did not agree with the idea of dreams, "Miss Song is too impulsive. There are no dreams in society, and the cost of C City is not low. How can you have a future with your current salary?"

Soong Chuyi displayed her stubbornness, setting up an innocent image for herself, and was sure that I had dreams.

Seeing Zhao Mucheng's increasingly unhappy attitude, her mood improved a little. As a result, the topic of conversation changed.

"If we get married next year, your mother will have a husband and a son, and you won't be able to give the money you earn to your family anymore. It's not like I don't want you to be filial, just give your mother a few hundred yuan a month for her retirement."

According to the saying, Soong Chuyi really couldn't stick to her family like this after marriage, so she nodded in agreement with Zhao Mucheng's words.

It was just that it was hard to say if Soong's mother would agree or not. After all, she had introduced Zhao Mucheng to her in order to have a better life in the future. As for her daughter, she had been holding on to her hand since she was young. With money, she would definitely be more filial. Otherwise, with a reason to borrow money, Soong Chuyi would have to give her money to spend.

After splitting Soong Chuyi's married property, Zhao Mucheng started to talk about the house again, "I have two houses in H City, both bought early, one of them is my mother's and father's names, and the other is mine. We don't need to add any more names to our marriage, mine is yours anyway."

Soong Chuyi maintained her smile and nodded. "Yes, I can think about it. Do you have any other requests?"

"I'm not going to have a child so early. You can find a job you like. When you have a child, you can stay at home full-time. I can also arrange a position for you in the company."

Soong Chuyi asked, "Then how much can I get?"

Zhao Mucheng: "You're not good at your job. If you become my secretary, I'll give you five thousand yuan."

Five thousand yuan was considered medium, but Soong Chuyi shook her head. "I prefer professional work."

But Soong Chuyi also knew that if she returned to H City to work, her salary would not exceed that of C City. She would not change her decision to stay in C City.