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I called Bao Lan out of the kitchen.
I said, "How about this? Let's stagger our times. When my parents come, your mom shouldn't come, okay?"
Bao Lan snorted, "Wei Yiming, what do you mean? So your parents are parents, but mine aren't?"
I forced a smile and replied, "That's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean?"
I sighed and fell silent.
Before we got married, my parents and her parents almost came to blows while discussing the wedding. Bao Lan's mother demanded a dowry of three hundred thousand. My dad said, "Did we not agree on a hundred thousand before? Why has the price gone up? This is a last-minute price hike!"
Bao Lan's mother huffed, "What's wrong with raising the price? Prices are so high now; how can I not raise it? Besides, my daughter is marrying your son, living with you all and eating your food. Shouldn't you give a little more?"
My dad was so furious he was shaking all over. "You're selling your daughter!"
Upon hearing this, Bao Lan's mother was displeased. "Who are you calling a seller of daughters? You better clarify that!" She lunged forward, ready to fight my dad.
Bao Lan's father chimed in from the side, "If you can't afford to marry my daughter, then don't! There are plenty of people chasing after her!"
"You..." My dad pointed at him, his hand trembling.
Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, I quickly stepped in to mediate. I transferred the money I had saved for our honeymoon to Bao Lan's mother. Only then did she calm down.
As I recalled those past events, a wave of confusion washed over me. At that moment, Bao Lan walked out of the kitchen. She approached me and whispered, "Honey, could you put my name on the property deed?"
The next day, I returned to the office. Today, Manager Ma was definitely going to tear me apart. But for Bao Lan, I had to face it all. Before heading back to the company, I called my dad and asked him to transfer the house title. He flatly refused: "The house is for you, not for her. If you want to transfer it, you'll have to cover the fees and taxes yourself."
I was left dumbfounded. The fees and taxes added up to nearly a hundred thousand. Where was I supposed to get that kind of money? There was no choice but to work hard and earn it. Otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to pay the mortgage.
At the company, my colleagues were busy with their tasks. As soon as I entered the project team, I heard Manager Ma's furious voice booming from her office: "How do you all work? How could you make such a basic mistake?"
"Do you have any idea how much this project has cost the company? Can you afford to pay it back?"
"All of you seem like you don't want to work anymore, right? If you don't want to work, then get lost! The company doesn't support useless people!"
I listened in fear. When Manager Ma got angry, she was even harsher than the boss. I quietly asked a colleague beside me, "What's wrong with Manager Ma today?"
The colleague shook their head and replied, "I don't know; maybe it's that time of the month."
I forced a smile and walked into Ma Gui Fang's office.
Ma Gui Fang was still in the middle of her scolding, while the team leader from the neighboring project stood with his head down in front of her, looking like a student being reprimanded by a teacher. I quickly grabbed a cloth and started wiping the glass. The office was a mess. Papers were scattered everywhere, the trash can had tipped over, and water from a paper cup had spilled out.
As I wiped the glass, I also swept the floor and cleaned the desk, all while preparing tea for Ma Gui Fang. By the time I finished all of this, she had completed her lecture as well. She walked to the office door and locked it behind her. I jumped in surprise; she wasn't planning to fire me, was she?
Ma Gui Fang approached me, and her expression suddenly relaxed. She pointed to her legs and said with a smile, "Yiming, come here and give my legs a massage."
"Uh?" I was taken aback.
"What do you mean 'uh'? Hurry up!"
"I... I..."
"What about you?" She frowned at me.
I grimaced and said, "Manager Ma, I'm not good at this kind of thing."
"You..." She shot me a glare but then suddenly laughed.
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