We Are Meant To Be

Without waiting for Meijuan Feng to say anything, Xiuhua Du said directly, "You young people are always spouting off about love and sentiment. However, the reality would be more complicated. James is a mature man and carries the heavy load in our family. One misstep will undo all our work."

Christy Zhong had to stand aside in total silence. Anyhow, they could say what they want to. She decided to do what she believed was right regardless of what others said.

Meijuan certainly understood what Xiuhua meant. Of course, she must help her grandma to cast Christy out, "Yeah, that's right. My brother is the man of the hour. Regular woman would abase herself before him. I really don't understand why you have the courage to face him everyday."

Was it really necessary to use such harsh words? Even so, Christ must endure to the end.

Xiuhua found that Christy still maintained the sweet smile, as if she wasn't disturbed by the wicked words. Xiuhua's heart missed a beat. A stickler was hard to come by nowadays.

Or perhaps she just needed to torture Christy once in a while, and the girl would retreat.

Silence was the best answer for all questions. Smiling was the best reaction in all situations. Christy made up her mind not to say a word. She just needed to wait for James to come. "Well, you get yourself into that kitchen to help." ordered Xiuhua coldly.

She didn't like Christy very much. And no matter what she said, Christy just didn't care. It was very annoying. She didn't want Christy around her any more.

Although this might seem like a drudgery, it was actually a happy thing for Christy. She didn't want to deal with them any longer. She felt incredibly relaxed when she was in the kitchen. Perhaps people were snobbish and selfish. Even if Xiuhua didn't like Christy, the servants all knew that Christy was the girlfriend or wife-to-be of James and dared not bully her. "OK. I'll go now." Christy was free, finally.

Meijuan didn't enjoy herself, she stared at Xiuhua, "Grandma, why don't you keep her here. My brother let me learn from her."

She was fond of bulling people, especially James's girl.

In Meijuan's heart, James was the person she admired. Now finally there was a girl around him let herself be bullied without resistance. That was an exciting thing.

Xiuhua gave her an angry stare, "You are too old to play games. Hanging around with woman like her, you will become ordinary people. You can't associate with her frequently if you want to be a woman of good taste."

This was exactly what on Xiuhua's mind at that time. Even if Christy wanted to stay, Xiuhua didn't want to see her.

All the time Meijuan thought she knew Xiuhua best. But things were not so simple now. Her grandma was really enigmatic.

"Oh, I know. You're asking too much, grandma. So I must continue to listen to your teachings." said Meijuan sincerely.

This was the truth. Xiuhua was an intelligent woman who had unique ideas.

Xiuhua could always see through people. "You grows up with me, but whatever I say to you goes in one ear and out the other. You should pick a boyfriend carefully. Do you have anyone special in mind?" asked she calmly.

No matter what stage of your life, you would always meet a favorite person. You could consider if this friend was worth keeping.

Besides, the fact was that few people were faithful to their mate. The ones that win were the ones that kept trying.

Meijuan blushed with embarrassment. She did have many suitors, but didn't like them at all. She knew in her heart that she wanted to find a perfect man.

"Grandma, I'm not lying. I really don't like them. Please introduce some friends to me," pouted Meijuan like a spoiled child.

Xiuhua was a well-connected woman. She thought that it was really necessary to introduce Meijuan to some great guys.

Xiuhua patted Meijuan on her hand and said softly, "Don't worry, your grandpa and I really care about you. The eldest son of the Fangs is coming back soon. I will introduce you to him."

It seemed that they really gave her more thought. They inquired about not only their family but also their journey.

"Is he the eldest son of the Fangs? Is he Nuofeng Feng?" giggled Meijuan.

The rich and powerful families usually had complicated relationships, such as cradle snatcher, eldest brother got mixed up with sister-in-law and so on. Ordinary people would not understand why this was so. Small world, wasn't it?

Like blood, like good and like age made the happiest marriage.

Xiuhua stared at her, "Deal with your own things, can you?"

That's true. The first thing was to manage yourself. Never bother to care about others' matter.

Meijuan was speechless, she nodded and stopped talking. But she was overflowing with joy. If she succeeded as expected, she would escape from the shadow of her identity.

Of course, the shadow mostly came from Jing Lu. Although James and Wenya Feng had never said anything, she could feel it.