Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 395 - 357: One Day, She Will Be the One on Top (Part 2)
Zhou Mengqin finished speaking and also left the table, taking Little Shuangshuang upstairs.
Yin Shaohui held his little grandson, following behind.
Thus, only Yin Shiqing’s family was left at the dining table.
Guo Tong’s eyes were filled with tears, sitting there visibly dejected.
"As you can see, even though I’m his elder brother, my status in this family is far inferior to your little uncle’s..."
Yin Shiqing spoke with a gaze as deep as the night, carrying a hint of anger.
"Yin Shixiu disagrees, you can certainly get married, but after that, at family gatherings and during festivals, don’t come here."
"Dad..."
"I know my younger brother, the grievances and humiliation Guo Tong suffered today will repeat again and again."
Guo Tong bit her lip tightly, clenching her fists.
"If you don’t want this, just lower yourself and cheer up your little uncle!"
Yin Bowen’s eyes were calm, he could hear the unwillingness and helplessness in Yin Shiqing’s words.
Guo Tong also had some understanding of the Yin family’s matters, but it was only today, seeing Yin Shiqing and Yin Shixiu’s direct confrontation at the dining table...
She clearly realized that Yin Shixiu’s status in the Yin family was not in the same league as Yin Shiqing’s.
"Only if he agrees can your marriage be good and stable!"
After Yin Shiqing finished speaking, he angrily stood up and left.
Shi Haiyan wiped her mouth and followed him.
Yin Bowen and Guo Tong sat there silently for a while...
Aside from these two, there was only Yin Junjie at the dining table...
Yin Junjie seemed like he hadn’t eaten in days, continuously eating as if the breakfast was extraordinarily delicious.
He blinked his eyes, fearlessly watching Guo Tong and Yin Bowen...
Holding a fork in one hand, he speared a piece of ham, gnawing on it, his dangling legs rhythmically swinging.
He almost started humming a tune.
Yin Bowen looked at Yin Junjie and immediately thought that the cause of this trouble was his own son.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Yin Junjie asked, looking at them with an innocent face.
Yin Bowen immediately got angry, "Why did you sleep at Jun Garden without telling Dad? Do you know how worried Aunt Guo Tong was because of you?!"
"...Was she very worried?"
Yin Junjie continued swinging his legs, asking.
"In the future, she will be your mother, of course she’s worried!"
"But last night, didn’t you say that if she gave birth to a younger brother, you’d send me to my mom?"
Guo Tong was shocked, Yin Bowen was also taken aback.
Yin Junjie shrugged indifferently, "Don’t be surprised, last night I wanted to tell you I was going to Jun Garden to sleep with my little uncle and little aunt, but accidentally overheard your conversation at the door..."
"Junjie, you heard wrong, how could Dad not want you?"
"I also hope I heard wrong, how could Dad not want me?"
Yin Junjie looked at Yin Bowen and smiled.
Yin Bowen’s heart trembled.
"So don’t worry Dad, whether you marry Aunt Guo Tong or not, whether Aunt Guo Tong gives birth to a boy or a girl, I won’t leave."
Yin Junjie’s handsome face at this moment surprisingly resembled Yin Shixiu...
He jumped down from the chair, clapped his hands, "That’s my home, besides home, I won’t go anywhere. If Dad really wants to send me away, I’ll call the police!"
"Hmm... say you’re abusing a child!"
After speaking, Yin Junjie patted his little bottom and left.
Guo Tong and Yin Bowen looked at each other.
After a long time, Guo Tong finally said, "How old is this child... How can he..."
"Is there even a need to ask?"
Yin Bowen took a deep breath, almost certain that Yin Junjie was secretly taught these words by Su Xiaomeng and Yin Shixiu.
Guo Tong looked at Yin Bowen, pursing her lips, "Bowen... What should we do?"
Yin Bowen looked at Guo Tong with pain, reaching out to hold her shoulder, "Don’t worry, leave it to me..."
"What are you going to do?"
"I’ll go and apologize to little uncle and little aunt..."
"Xiao Tong, Dad’s right, now in this house, besides Grandpa and Grandma, it’s little uncle whose status is different, naturally we’ll suffer more grievances..."
Guo Tong hugged Yin Bowen’s waist, inwardly gritting her teeth: One day, I must rise above Su Xiaomeng.
In the afternoon, Xiao Meng took Shuangshuang and Huang Huang back to Jun Garden for a nap.
Yin Shixiu was in the study handling some urgent business matters.
Later, Yin Bowen brought Guo Tong, meekly asking for forgiveness.
The servant reported to Yin Shixiu, but he played deaf and dumb, letting Yin Bowen and Guo Tong wait for over an hour before coming out of the study.
Yin Bowen apologized repeatedly, clearly anxious and at a loss.
Guo Tong stood to the side with her big belly, looking like a little wife, whether pretending or not, Yin Shixiu acted as if he hadn’t seen.
But two servants did, who felt quite pitiful watching.
"Don’t talk to me, it’s useless."
After waiting for over an hour, all they got was a cold remark from Yin Shixiu.
Yin Bowen and Guo Tong returned empty-handed, and when they spoke to Yin Shiqing about it, they were extremely frustrated, feeling that Yin Shixiu was too petty.
Yin Shiqing couldn’t bring himself to compromise with Yin Shixiu, so he let the matter drag on.
"Your uncle is angry right now, talking won’t help. It’s better to wait a while and try again."
Shi Haiyan said this.
Both Yin Bowen and Guo Tong could only accept this.
After the festival, Yin Shixiu and Xiao Meng returned home.
Gradually, the two of them forgot about it. Xiao Meng was naturally carefree, while Yin Shixiu seemed to care outwardly, but in reality, didn’t take Guo Tong and Yin Bowen seriously.
In mid-April, good news arrived.
Su Xiaomeng received an offer from the University of Bath.
The electronic version first arrived in her email. Xiao Meng looked at the computer screen, reading the hundreds of welcome words for new students over and over again.
She was absolutely thrilled.
When she called Yin Shixiu to tell him, excitement and pride were evident in every word she spoke.
Yin Shixiu was actually in a meeting room at the time.
Seeing the call from Su Xiaomeng, he got up and stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, listening to her voice over the phone, feeling very satisfied.
He had actually known about this news a few days earlier than Su Xiaomeng, but hadn’t told her.
Su Xiaomeng had thought it was uncertain and feared she wouldn’t get the offer. No matter what she was told, she wouldn’t believe it, fearing it would just be a false alarm.
"I want a big dinner tonight!"
"Sure, a big dinner."
"Then come back early."
Xiao Meng advised before hanging up the phone.
"Okay."
Yin Shixiu put down the phone, still with a smile on his face...
The project leader at the meeting table noticed that Yin Shixiu was in a good mood and quickly brought up his new planning proposal, "This five-year plan, although long, will be a milestone once the project development is successful."
Yin Shixiu looked at the project proposal in front of him, his eyes scanning it quickly, and after finishing, he closed the proposal...
"President Yin, what do you think?"
"It’s worth considering. Improve the entire plan a bit more, and we’ll discuss it later."
"Alright, alright!"
Just hearing such words from Yin Shixiu made the project leader very happy.
Yin Shixiu was indeed in a good mood. The project proposal had actually been brought up to him more than once, but today was the first time it received somewhat affirming words.
Ever since receiving the offer from the University of Bath, Su Xiaomeng was on cloud nine, like she was dreaming.
Fortunately, her hard work during this period hadn’t been in vain.
In the afternoon, just as she had put Shuangshuang and Huang Huang to sleep, a guest knocked on the door.
Being told it was a delivery, Xiao Meng knew the paper offer had arrived as well.
But when she opened the door, she saw a tall man outside, with fair skin, blue eyes, and a high nose...
"Are you... Mr. Windsor?"
Eric Windsor...
Su Xiaomeng remembered him, not just because he was the interviewer on the interview day, but also because of his handsome appearance.
"Hi, Xiao Meng."
Eric greeted Su Xiaomeng with a smile, his tone gentle, mischievously extending his hands to hand her the Bath offer, "Congratulations!"
Su Xiaomeng blushed, quickly taking it, "Thank you, Mr. Windsor, please come in and sit down. Would you like coffee or tea?"
"I’m an old classmate of your husband, you don’t have to be so polite with me. Just call me Eric."
Eric said as he walked inside, changing shoes without any formality.
He walked to the center of the living room, glanced around the house, and couldn’t help but sigh, "His decorating style is still as unique as ever."
Su Xiaomeng put the offer letter beside the TV, and after letting Eric sit down, went to the kitchen to make two cups of coffee.
When she brought them out, seeing Eric staring at her, she couldn’t help but feel a bit awkward, "I’m not great at making coffee, if it doesn’t taste good, please bear with it..."
"Thank you."
Eric was very gentlemanly, just as most London men are perceived to be.
"You performed excellently that day, although you were a little nervous, your performance was above average among all the candidates."
Eric didn’t shy away from praising Su Xiaomeng, which made her feel embarrassed for a moment, unsure of how to respond.
"Well, especially your answer to my last question, it was quite eye-opening. To be able to have such logic and expression in such a short time..."
Eric clapped his hands, "As expected of Arthur’s wife."
Su Xiaomeng rubbed her nose, "Teacher, if you praise me like this, I’ll become very proud..." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
"You should be proud."
Eric laughed.
Just a few simple words from Eric had completely changed Su Xiaomeng’s impression of him.
On the interview day, she felt that this British handsome guy was more unfathomable than the other two interviewers.
That final question he asked, she also found it difficult to answer.
But now it seemed...
Eric Windsor was a nice person after all.
"By the way... it really resembles..."
Eric suddenly switched the topic, leaving Su Xiaomeng without time to react.
