Chapter 420 Shackles

Chapter 420 Shackles

Chapter 420 Shackles
"With Chen."

Song Shiwei knew clearly that her mother would not like to hear this answer, and she also felt a sense of oppression coming towards her.

“Climb Baiyun Mountain.”

However, even facing his mother's gaze, Song Shiwei still said it frankly.

"broken!"

Song Zuoming sighed quietly in his heart.

There is a bright moon in the sky outside the window, but I can foresee that there will be a violent storm tonight.

"no!"

Sure enough, Professor Lu rejected the request word by word in a strong and precise manner.

"I've already told you that I don't agree with your relationship with Chen Zhuo, why don't you listen?"

"I'm your mother. Would I harm you? You and Chen Zhe are from two different circles. I've learned about his parents' jobs. They're just ordinary working class people."

"I was a little hesitant before and thought about trying to get in touch with you, but later I realized that I was wrong."

"You and a boy from a family like him have no common language or hobbies, no harmonious living habits, and no reasonable plans for the future... Mom has observed many boys like this. They are very narrow-minded and always care about the gains and losses of interests."

"Just wait and see. Maybe Chen Zhu will remember the money you spent on dining out and wait for the day to get it back through other means."

Professor Lu became more and more excited as he spoke.

Some of them were just her observations of "Phoenix Men" and social experiences, which were now imposed on Chen Zhuo out of thin air.

These observations were not incorrect, but she already had a prejudice against Chen Zhuo.

So no matter what Chen Zhuo said or did, it seemed wrong to Lu Man.

There is a saying that goes, prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain.

"It's not that exaggerated."

However, Song Zuoming had a very good impression of Chen Zhe, and he made some random conclusions like "I'll remember the meal we had, hoping to get it back in the future..."

I have come into contact with Chen Zhe more than once. If he is really that kind of person, how can I not see it?
"Chen is very capable. He started his own business from scratch and was able to win over a group of adults to work with him. He can't be petty or calculating."

Song Zuomin started out by making sense: "No matter how worldly-wise he is, he is only a freshman. If he doesn't satisfy the employees materially, why would they trust him?"

"That's just pretend!"

Lu Man's words choked her husband back: "He was lucky enough to set up a Zhongda learning network. He didn't do anything practical. He just sat behind the scenes and collected money. What's wrong with being generous to others?"

"No matter how rich he is, he is just a local tycoon!"

In anger, Professor Lu uttered this sentence.

"...You don't sound like a university professor. Your level is too low."

Song Zuomin shook his head and said, "How can the Zhongda Learning Network be created by luck? Many of your students at Huanong have found part-time jobs there, solving their tuition and living expenses. Isn't this a real thing?"

The corners of Lu Man's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to refute, but he couldn't find any reason on this point.

However, for a married woman, not arguing during an argument does not mean she has given up.

She will regain her position in other irrelevant places.

This is a common tactic used by married women, regardless of their identity or age.

"Song Zuomin."

Professor Lu, who had a beautiful and scholarly face, suddenly looked at her husband coldly: "So you think I'm too low-level now, right?"

"Not as good as those young and considerate female subordinates in your company, right?"

Lu Man's eyes were red. "Do you think I want to be like this? It's all for this family and my daughter! It's been more than a month since the Chinese New Year, and you've been traveling around for business meetings and haven't had many meals at home. If I hadn't reminded you, would you have remembered your daughter's birthday?"

"Why don't I remember? Otherwise, I can go home today?"

Song Zuoming was really annoying. Couldn't he just stick to the facts? Why did he have to bring it up elsewhere?

Even when I am with the group secretary, I don’t feel as stressed as when I am with my wife.

This is indeed true. With Song Zuoming's position in the group, he can joke with the secretary at will, and the top leader will not take it to heart.

"Okay, okay, if it wasn't my daughter's birthday, you wouldn't go home."

Unexpectedly, Professor Lu caught the pain point of Lao Song's words again: "After the 16th, you can go back to the office and treat the office as your home. Come back next year on your daughter's birthday!"

"you……"

Faced with these unreasonable remarks, Song Zuoming felt like his chest was about to explode.

Is this what I meant?

Why do you always deliberately misinterpret what I mean and use it as an excuse to argue?

Song Zuoming really wanted to throw things hard, but his many years of high-level career made him unaccustomed to venting his anger in this way.

He wanted to quarrel with his wife at the top of his lungs, but he felt that he had to consider his parents' image in front of their daughter.

As for taking action, that is out of the question.

All kinds of thoughts swirled in my mind, and finally poured down like moonlight, eventually turning into a pale disappointment on the windowsill.

"I mean……"

Song Zuomin took a long breath and said weakly: "My daughter has grown up. She has her own choices and considerations. As parents, we can give appropriate suggestions, but we cannot be overly involved. We must learn to let go."

"I won't agree!"

Lu Man refuted without hesitation: "I raised my daughter by myself. You can say these irresponsible words, but I can't."

Professor Lu meant that the husband’s so-called “learning to let go” is actually an irresponsible behavior.

This made Old Song, who had just calmed down with great difficulty, get angry again.

A woman who is angry can always use just one or two words to instantly provoke a man who just wants to solve the problem.

"How is this irresponsible? Don't you think the shackles you put on Weiwei are too suffocating?" "Sorry, I don't think this is a shackle! Are we going to let Weiwei ignore her bright future and fall in love with an ordinary boy?"

"First of all, I don't think there's anything wrong with ordinary boys. Secondly, Chen Zhe is not an ordinary boy either. He just doesn't meet your expectations. The Ivy League elites you look up to are just fools in my opinion."

"Please be careful with your words. My nephew, niece and their spouses all graduated from Ivy League schools. Are you scolding them?"

……

It seemed that the quarrel between the middle-aged couple was about to escalate.

A cold but calm voice suddenly interrupted.

"I'm going to rest."

Song Shiwei said.

It was like a volcano that was about to erupt, but was suddenly covered by a hand.

Song Zuoming and Lu Man stopped at the same time.

After all, they were still people of status and soon realized that their actions just now were like an old woman cursing in the alley.

"Luckily my daughter is here, otherwise there would have been a real fight."

The thought flashed through the couple's mind at the same time.

Song Zuoming went to the living room without saying a word.

Lu Man was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly remembered something and sternly warned: "The day after tomorrow, you are not allowed to leave the house!"

Song Shiwei didn't say anything or respond, but just closed the door indifferently.

With the sound of the door lock clicking, the room became as silent as death.

The volcano was covered by hands in time.

So everyone was rejoicing that the volcano did not erupt, but who could have noticed that the hand covering the volcano got burned.

The pressure from her parents' quarrel was actually transferred to the 19-year-old girl.

I don’t know how long I sat there, but my chest still felt very stuffy. My mother’s domineering desire for control once again gripped my entire body.

Song Shiwei stood up gently and opened the window with a "click". The scenery outside was beautiful.

The dark Pearl River is deep and quiet, brown clouds are yawning lazily in the sky, and the clear moon is casting bright light on the ground.

As the unrestrained river breeze blows, freedom spreads in the night.

"Free..."

Song Shiwei recalled the night when Chen Zhuo took her for a walk by the river.

Turn off your phone, don’t answer calls, refuse control, and just want to take a walk.

The desire for freedom seemed to be the source of strength to break free from the shackles, prompting Song Shiwei to pick up the phone again and again, with his fingers pressing on the phone, but put it down again and again.

Do you want to say:

Chen Zhuo, let's hold hands on purpose in front of Professor Lu!
or:
Also tell her that I like this boy very much, and please don’t think about breaking up!

Or:
Let’s elope!

……

Countless unorthodox ideas finally came to fruition and turned into just one actionable text message.

Feeling aggrieved and pitiful.

"Chen Zhuo, let's go climb Baiyun Mountain on the morning of the 16th."

Song Shiwei sent a message.

"Morning? What time?"

Chen Zhuo replied quickly.

"Around three or four o'clock, maybe?"

Song Shiwei said.

"What do you mean?"

Chen asked: "Do you want to see the sunrise?"

"No."

Song Shiwei said: "I want to come back early after climbing, while my family is still asleep."

Chen Zhe was a smart man. He quickly realized the problem and guessed, "Professor Lu doesn't allow me to celebrate your birthday with you?"

Schoolgirl Song didn't say much, just briefly replied: "I thought about it."

This time, Chen was silent for a little longer, and then he calmly advised in the text message center:
"Since Professor Lu disagrees, I suggest you don't resort to violence. If she finds out, she might start nagging you again."

"There are actually many ways to celebrate. We can celebrate a day earlier so we can climb the mountain without violating her orders."

"Tomorrow there will be a debate between the economics and finance classes. Let's go and have a look at the excitement first, and then go hiking in the evening. It will still be an exciting day!"

"What do you think?"

Chen Zhuo's words are mature and prudent, and he takes all aspects into consideration.

Song Shiwei knew that Chen Zhe was doing this for her own good.

Under the current circumstances, this is indeed the safest solution.

But I always feel that I still haven't gotten rid of the shackles given by my mother.

……

(End of this chapter)