That Girl
Wilson wore glasses helplessly. "Mom, don't make fun of me!"
"Haha, I'm just kidding!" Meadow chuckled. "Why are you so free tonight? Usually, you won't come back at weekend."
Wilson said, "In the following weekends, I can come back anytime you want to see me!"
Meadow nodded with relief. "My son has grown up and become more and more sensible! Since you are so considerate to your mom, why don't you hurry to get married?"
"Mom, you mention it again!" Wilson said, feeling headache.
Every time he returned home, his parents would come up with this topic.
Meadow gave him a disapproving look and snorted. "Your brother is too focused on his training and stays in the military base all year round, so I can't talk to him. Except you, who else can I talk about this?"
Wilson said perfunctorily, "But I am not in a hurry."
Meadow widened her eyes and shouted in a low voice, "Not in a worry? You're mature enough to get married. Don't put all your efforts into the work. You should get married and give birth to a son or a daughter as soon as possible. Otherwise, every time I gather with those madams, I can't join in their topic about their grandchildren!"
Then, she suddenly asked, "What about the girl at the last banquet?"
Wilson froze.
Meadow said, "I think she's pretty good. Her speech and manner are refined. How is it between you two?"
Meadow had a very good impression of Tina.
Previously at the banquet, she was neither humble nor overly enthusiastic to Meadow as other people, making Meadow feel very comfortable staying with her.
Most importantly, as Wilson introduced her, he seemed to be very familiar with her. Especially when he said she was a fashion designer, there was a faint glow in the eyes behind his glasses - he was proud of her and shared the honor.
After two seconds of silence, Wilson said a little gloomily, "We have nothing to do with each other."
At least, they were not together now.
Hearing this, Meadow said with some disappointment, "Well, that's a pity!"
She had thought that they would develop a closer relationship.
It turned out that she was merely his female companion at that party. The news shattered her expectation.
Meadow's physical health was weakened when she gave birth to Wilson, so she was afraid of the cold. After sitting outside for a while, she couldn't stand it anymore. She picked up her teacup and got up. "The wind outside in the evening is too cold. You'd better go back to your room!"
Wilson nodded. "Mom, please go back first. I'll be back later!"
Meadow nodded and went back to the villa first.
Wilson sat alone on the bench, leaning back and raising his chin. He looked up at the night sky with only one or two stars through the glasses. Everything looked so lonely in his eyes.
When he returned to the office in the Chin's Group after a meeting in the early morning, he felt a burning sensation in his throat.
Just after talking a few steps, he felt his head heavy and his feet light.
After Terry reported his schedule, he found his ill state today and quickly asked, "Mr.
Chin, are you sick?" "Maybe!" Wilson pressed his temples with his index fingers.
His temples pulsed a little violently. Not just there, he felt some pain in the body.
After chatting with his mother in the yard last night, he stayed there for a long time. Perhaps it was because of the night wind, he got a cold.
Terry asked with concern, "Is it serious? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
Wilson picked up a file from the stack of documents aside and shook his head. "Forget it. There's a lot of work today. I'll be fine after taking two pills!"
Terry nodded and left obediently.
Time flew by quickly whiile he was busy with work.
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