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In regards to transportation, You Meng and I had a slight dispute. You Meng wanted to drive there, but I insisted on riding. I said it was romantic and heavy.

You Meng agreed to my suggestion.

As we continued to drive, we discussed some countermeasures. I said, "You Meng, if Director You finds out about our situation and disagrees, instead of driving me out, how am I supposed to stay in the Secret Service?"

You Meng said: "Guess for yourself."

Cough, there's really nothing I can do about it!

It took us over half an hour to get to the Ten Thousand Beast Road. There was a row of beautiful general level buildings on the new street of WanShou Road. In this row of general level buildings, there were a few general level leaders who were currently serving and retired in Secret Service.

This included You Meng's father, Director You, as well as the bureau chief's wife.

When I got downstairs, I felt even more uneasy. You Meng pressed the doorbell, and in a moment, a kind and rich middle-aged woman came out. This middle-aged woman had a dignified demeanor and a noble demeanor. His every gesture was filled with the grace of a noble woman.

"Mom, do you miss me?" You Meng rushed forward like a spoiled child and hugged the middle-aged woman.

"Yes, of course I miss my precious daughter." Her mother looked at You Meng carefully before opening her eyes to look at me. She frowned and asked: "Who is this?"

I took the initiative to introduce myself, "Hello, Auntie. I am Zhao Long, You Meng's colleague."

Her mother froze for a moment, then whispered, "This name sounds so familiar, I think I've heard it somewhere before."

You Meng quickly introduced him, "Of course you've heard of him. He's that Secretary Zhao Zhao Long who my father often mentioned to me as a representative of the martial arts and culture in this world exchange. He is a legendary figure in the Central Service. I'll explain it to you in a while. "

Suddenly, her mother said, "Oh, it's him. I remember, your father mentioned such a person. "

I simply answered with a smile, too nervous to know what to say.

To be honest, I really didn't know what to do. Although You Meng's mother was very amiable, the friendlier she was, the more nervous I felt inside. You Meng's mother could be considered the most fashionable amongst the middle-aged women. She wore a noble light coloured female suit, and her slightly modified face made her look extremely noble and noble. Although her face was full of smiles, I still felt that this woman was enigmatic.

Inside the living room, I felt as if I were entering a palace. To be exact, You Meng's house was decorated in a rather stylish way, which also showed that it was of an extraordinary class. The spacious living room was nearly a hundred square meters, the furnishings were luxurious and high-end, the modern household appliances and furniture were all available. The big plasma TV was on the east side, and on both sides was a pair of audio devices I didn't know the brand of. On top of the TV was a calligraphy and painting that read: Quiet And Steadfast. The main wall of the living room next to the television was replaced with an ancient shelf with a variety of accessories and toys. The most eye-catching one was a bottle of Taurus, made out of some unknown material, but it looked especially heroic and joyous; to the west was a set of brown leather sofas; beside it was a water dispenser, on top of which was a computer dating back to tens of thousands of years, showing the date and temperature of the room. In the center of the living room, there were a few pots of fresh flowers. On the roof, there were several sets of crystal, fancy fluorescent lights. At the back was a flight of stairs that led directly to the second floor. There were also a few doors, but it was unknown what they were used for.

Looking around, I determined with interest which room was once You Meng's room.

Mother made me a cup of tea and then took a box of dried fruits from under the coffee table and sat on the sofa.

You Meng and her mother sat together, holding hands, looking extremely intimate.

I had a tight feeling, but I forced myself to smile. I drank two sips of tea, then ate a few dried fruits, trying to suppress the tension in my heart.

The mother was a worldly person, and of course she understood the meaning of her daughter bringing home a man. However, she did not directly say it out loud. Instead, she asked about some insignificant matters. Mother asked: "Secretary Zhao, you and You Meng are colleagues, right?"

I smiled and replied, "Yes, Auntie. We are in a Head. "

The mother nodded and asked again, "Then what's your title now?"

You Meng answered first, "Mom, he is a captain now, he has one star more than me. "When I went to Shandong to pick up the troops, he was still a young man in society. At that time, I was already a second lieutenant, but I didn't expect that a few years later, he would actually have one more star than me. This world, where is justice to be found?" You Meng purposely pretended to be mischievous. Although he said that, in reality, he was feeling quite proud of himself. She was trying to sell me to her mother, which meant that I was improving quickly in the army and that I could be promoted more quickly.

Mother nodded. "Yes. Not bad, not bad. This young lad is also handsome, it can be seen that he is a man of courage and ability. "

I hastily replied, "Mother, you flatter me."

Her mother laughed and said: "I heard You Meng's father also mentioned you before. She praised you for being so reliable, and that you had some true ability."

I feel a little embarrassed from the praise.

You Meng hugged his mother's shoulders, tilted her head, and mischievously said: "Mom, don't praise him. He's easy to be arrogant." There was a suspicion of bluffing.

The mother laughed and said, "This daughter of mine, she has been spoiled since she was young. She is too mischievous and willful, so you have to stay a little longer." Is she doing all right with you? "

I nodded. "Alright." You Meng is very quick-witted and serious, very good. "

Mother said, "That's good then. That's good then." Old and I are afraid that our daughter will cause trouble outside and we won't listen. "

Just as I was about to speak, You Meng began to refute her mother: "Mom, what are you saying? As if I were a public nuisance of socialism. Why are you so worried about me? "It's not like I've ever poked a hornet's nest for you all. Don't you dare wrongly accuse me. Otherwise, my image of a lady in the eyes of others will be completely ruined."

I felt ashamed and thought: Are you still a lady? If you are a lady, there is no one in the world who is not a lady.

But he still liked her words. Her words, which were filled with a trace of willfulness but were exceptionally adorable, made one feel extremely comfortable to listen to them.

After my mother asked me some nonsensical questions, she started asking about my family background: "Where is my hometown?"

I honestly replied, "Shandong Province is a village in Songhe County. It's called the Zhao Family Village."

Mother's face slightly changed as she laughed: "Really?" From the looks of it, you don't seem like someone who came from the countryside at all. "

I was shocked. Could it be that You Meng's mother had some prejudice against the countryside?

There was no way to explain it. So I just nodded, and began to wonder what my mother meant by asking.

"What are parents doing at home?" her mother asked.

I continued to say, "Farming. Our family has been farmers for generations, and they depend on farming for a living. " To be precise, I replied without any feeling of inferiority. But it reminded me of my childhood, especially after high school. To be honest, children born into a peasant family usually have a sense of inferiority in school. Compared to those unscrupulous young masters in the county, they did indeed have a strong sense of inferiority. Especially when they mentioned that their parents were rural people, they would always feel very humble and shy, afraid of being looked down upon by others. But as I grew older, this childish thought faded, and whenever someone asked me about my birth and my parents, I would proudly utter the word: Farmer.

Suddenly, her mother's expression changed slightly, but she immediately smiled and said, "So it's like that. It seems that you're a carp jumping from a dragon's gate to become a dragon's nest, fighting for the honor of your ancestors."

I replied smilingly, "It's just that I was lucky." I used the word 'luck' on a whim, and it didn't feel right until later.

The mother sighed and said, "It's not easy for a child from the countryside to get married."

I just laughed along.

At this time, You Meng finally could not bear to listen anymore. She complained to his mother: "Mom, are you searching for an account? Why are you asking me so much? This is the first time I, the Secretary Zhao, have come here, yet you dare to dig so deeply, don't scare me. "

The mother laughed and scolded, "This child." Then, he pointed towards the tea table and ordered You Meng to pour me a cup of water.

You Meng smacked her lips and said, "Let him fall on his own. "He's not an outsider."

I rejoiced in my heart, it seems like You Meng is going to treat me as an outsider first!

But from the look on her mother's face, she didn't seem to completely accept this future son-in-law.

Perhaps this is just a one-sided assessment in my nervousness.

You Meng suggested, "Mom, call my father back. My dad said he had something to discuss with Zhao Long. It just so happens that there's no need for him to come back. "

Mother said, "Why don't you just go to your father's office and find him?"

You Meng frowned, her small mouth pouted, and shook her mother's arm: "Mom, isn't this important? It's not the atmosphere in the office. "

Her mother said perfunctorily, "If you want your father to come back, you can call him."

You Meng felt wronged and said: "How can I? My orders are not working. My father will not surrender until you do it yourself. "

Mother stole a glance at me, and her expression changed. She cursed again, a little embarrassed. "This child." Then he walked over to the square table and picked up the phone.

You Meng smiled as she sat beside me. When my mother wasn't paying attention, she pinched my thigh and started to hum a little.

Even though my legs were in pain, I didn't dare make a sound. I thought to myself, this You Meng is really too much, who does she like to pinch her thighs with?

However, he felt an exceptionally sweet feeling in his heart.

Was this the legendary flirting?