Page 40 of He Is My Bride
…Oh, oh! Mister!Li Ying wanted to laugh out loud.You got me! Bravo, you bastard!
Li Ying smirked at Wu Yiheng, meeting his eyes head-on.
No one else seemed to get their little bilingual wordplay, so the two of them just stared each other down.
Li Ying was forced to break eye contact when Hanrong asked him the next innocuous, conversational question, perhaps sensing the rising tension and wanting to intervene.
Wu Hanrong, you really are the MVP of this table,Li Ying thought.
They finished their tea. Wu Yiheng let his black credit card go in and out of the table on a silver plate, and then they rose to leave.
“It was nice meeting you, Li Ying,” Grandmother Linming said.
“It was nice meeting you too, Auntie Wang! Let’s make time to cook together.”
“Certainly. And thank you for the cookies.”
“Oh, it was nothing, just something small to represent my hometown.”
“Bye, Miss Li,it was nice to see you again,” Hanrong said, and they shared a mutually understanding smile: ‘good job.’
All Wu Yiheng said was, “Goodbye”, but Li Ying wouldn’t have that.
“It was nice to meet you too, Mister Wu. See you again soon!”You’re not getting rid of me that easily, old man.
They parted ways, Wu Yiheng taking his mother to his car to drive her home, and Hanrong and Hanjun were left waiting for their rides.
“Thanks for the opening, Wu Hanrong,” Li Ying said to him, “when you asked me about the medical school.”
Hanrong smiled knowingly. “Uncle Yiheng can be stern, but I hope you had a pleasant time.”
“Oh, I had fun, and Mister Wu is absolutely hilarious.”
Hanjun stared at him. Hanrong seemed surprised as well, but laughed.
“That’s the first time I’ve heard Uncle being described as ‘hilarious.’ It seems Grandmother Linming liked you. I really think you two should cook together before you leave Shanghai. Well, see you, Hanjun, Miss Li.”
Driving away from the hotel, Hanjun looked over at Li Ying in concern. “How do you feel?”
Li Ying smiled at him. “I think that went pretty well, considering your uncle is a bi—I mean, Mister Wu didn’t quite warm up to me yet, but for now, he’s outnumbered by Wu Hanrong and your grandmother, who are totally in my team.”
Hanjun now kept his eyes on the road. “Don’t call Uncle Yiheng disrespectful names. He’s still my uncle.”
“Sorry.”
They stopped to pick up Anne on the way back.
“Well?” She looked anxiously at Li Ying from the backseat.
“All good, although uncle-in-law will need some more convincing, at least.”
Anne sighed in relief. “What’s his catch, then, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“I don’t know, really.” Li Ying looked at Hanjun, but the man was silent and as expressionless as a statue.
Li Ying took out his phone and messaged Anne:
