1RomanceEB 74: The Gift
74: The Gift
There was an extra person at the dinner table that evening, and the happiest person was not Han Wen, but Han Qingyan.
This huge courtyard house has finally gained a bit of life; it's truly a rare treat. It would be even better if a few children were running around nearby.
A family with many children and grandchildren, a thriving population, and the continuation of the family line—only such a family has the right atmosphere, feeling, hope, and meaning.
Gu Amei never imagined that Han Wen would have a new girlfriend so soon, and one who was so beautiful.
To be honest, she didn't like Bai Feifei. Because, in her heart, her sister-in-law would always be Zhou Ning.
However, Zhou Ning went abroad and disappeared; there was no way to contact him. Han Wen had been searching for him for almost a year, but still had no news.
You say Han Wen is devoted? He fell in love with someone else so quickly. You say he's heartless? He's never forgotten Zhou Ning.
Even though Zhou Ning wasn't around, Han Wen still used a huge sum of money to buy a house in her name as an investment.
If he truly didn't love her anymore, how could he do this? Gu Amei understood Han Wen fairly well, knowing that even for a lifetime, he probably wouldn't be able to forget Zhou Ning.
Unfortunately, the two were destined to be apart; they probably will never be together in this lifetime.
She felt sorry for Zhou Ning and also for Han Wen. Unfortunately, she couldn't show it. She was afraid Bai Feifei would notice.
If this were an unreasonable woman who suddenly started causing trouble and disrupting the household, not to mention whether Han Wen would discipline her, Han Qingyan would definitely skin her alive.
Gu Amei was living a very comfortable life and didn't want to meddle in other people's business or cause any trouble. Because it was something she couldn't get involved in.
So, being quite clever and quick-witted, she directly addressed Bai Feifei as "sister-in-law," leaving the other woman completely taken aback.
After the four of them finished eating, the housekeeper cleared the table, Han Wen went to work, and Gu Amei went home.
Han Qingyan helped Bai Feifei sit down, then took out a car key from his bag and handed it to her.
"Mom, what do you mean by this?" Bai Feifei asked, somewhat surprised.
"I bought you the car," Han Qingyan replied with a smile. "Han Wen is a man, careless and doesn't know how to be considerate. I'm his mother, so consider this a gift I bought for you on his behalf."
"Mom, I can't accept such an expensive gift." Bai Feifei was startled and didn't take the car keys, but instead dodged them.
"The car isn't expensive, around 200,000 yuan on the road." Han Qingyan smiled, clearly dissatisfied with Bai Feifei's performance: "It's a silver Toyota Celica, a two-door supercar, perfect for a girl. I hope you like it."
It would have been fine if Han Qingyan hadn't mentioned the price, but as soon as he did, Bai Feifei's expression changed.
She wouldn't dare drive such an expensive car. If nothing happens, that's fine, but if something even minor happens, she couldn't afford to pay for it, even if she sold herself.
"Mom, I beg you, please take the car back." Bai Feifei pleaded, "This car is too expensive, I dare not drive it, I am not worthy of it, I am afraid something will happen."
"So what kind of car do you like, Wenwen's little yellow bug?" Han Qingyan asked with a smile. "Feifei, you are my daughter-in-law. So you must pay attention to your status and image."
Have you ever thought about how others would perceive you if you drove your own yellow bug around town?
I am the chairman of Yaoqianshu Film and Television, and you are the boss of Haobaicai Culture Brokerage.
We are all people of status and position, so we should pay attention to our image and demeanor, you know?
When doing business, many people judge others by their appearance. The difference between driving a car worth 30,000 yuan and driving a car worth 200,000 yuan is like night and day.
So, you shouldn't refuse. You have to accept the car, whether you like it or not.
"I'm your mother. Don't worry about anything, don't say anything, just listen to me."
"Mom, you said it yourself, Han Wen is still driving a Chevrolet Cruze, how can I drive such an expensive car?" Bai Feifei was still arguing, "Why can he do it, but I can't?"
"You want to know the reason? Okay, I'll tell you the reason." Han Qingyan nodded and explained, "First of all, he has always been very low-key."
That's why I bought myself a yellow Beetle. It's just for transportation; as long as I like it, that's all that matters.
Secondly, his status and position no longer require him to use a car to enhance them.
Wenwen currently owns six companies. I don't know exactly how much money he has, or how many assets he has.
However, I know it must be terrifying. Therefore, his confidence surpasses that of many others.
Moreover, Wenwen herself is an author who has just won an award and is well-known in China.
He doesn't need to do anything; just by showing his face, he can gain a lot of recognition. That's the importance of fame and ability.
But Feifei, what do you have now? Do you have fame? Do you have strength? Do you have status?
I'm telling you, you don't. So you need an expensive car to prove your strength, your identity, and even your status.
"Mom, it's not that I don't want to accept your gift. It's just that it's too valuable, and I don't dare to accept it." Bai Feifei felt that what the other person said made some sense, but she still wanted to refuse.
"It's just a car, what's the big deal? Feifei, let me tell you, besides the car, I've also provided you with an assistant, driver, bodyguard, makeup artist, and costume designer, etc."
They're all at the company now, just waiting for you, their boss, to come and lead them to start work." Han Qingyan said with a smile, "You're the boss of Good Cabbage Culture Brokerage, so you have to show your style and make a good impression first."
Only in this way will it be easier and more convenient for you to accept gigs and negotiate business in the future.
"Mom, you're spending so much money on me all at once, don't you feel any remorse at all?" Bai Feifei couldn't help but ask.
"It hurts, but Wenwen earned all this money. Why should I feel bad?" Han Qingyan couldn't help but laugh. "It's perfectly normal for me to use this money to support her wife and future children."
Also, Feifei, if you're willing to live with me in the future, that would be great. If you're not, I won't force you.
"Once you have a child, once you give birth, you can choose any courtyard house in this alley. Whichever one you like, I'll have Wenwen give it to you."
Is that normal? How could it possibly be normal?
Bai Feifei suddenly felt a bit confused. Perhaps, this is what real rich people are like.
A car worth 200,000 yuan is given away without hesitation. A courtyard house worth 400,000 to 500,000 yuan is also given away without hesitation.
Even the wealthy and noble families described in the book are probably no different from this.
Thinking about her ordinary background and family, Bai Feifei suddenly felt uneasy and fearful.
Previously, she hadn't realized how vast the gap was between herself and Korean. But now, she finally understood—it was like comparing heaven and earth.
In this lifetime, she will never be able to catch up with Han Wen, nor will she ever be worthy of him.