B5SB -Chapter 297 A Good Match in Status

Hu Shan returned to the office holding back a bellyful of anger and plopped down on her chair.

“Sister Shan, did you finish asking?” someone asked.

Hearing this, Hu Shan looked at Gu Yihan in confusion. After a moment, she remembered—she had gone to ask Secretary Chang what kind of gift he wanted.

Annoyed, she said, “I forgot!”

Gu Yihan smiled.

“By the way, Xiao Han,” Hu Shan asked, “do you think it’s better to choose someone well-matched in status for marriage, or to choose love?”

Before Gu Yihan could answer, Zhang Limin and Wang Guihua spoke in unison:

“Of course, a well-matched background!”

“Can love put food on the table?”

Hearing this, Hu Shan stared straight at Gu Yihan, hoping she would give a different answer.

Although Gu Yihan didn’t know why Hu Shan was asking, she closed the account book in her hands and smiled.

“My view might be different from everyone else’s.”

Hu Shan immediately smiled and said, “See? I knew someone would think like me—”

But Gu Yihan shook her head and interrupted her.

“Love is a luxury.”

“It only appears when people have enough to eat and wear, or when they lack nothing. Only then can there be a tiny bit of love.”

“But human desires are always changing. People are never truly satisfied. So even that tiny bit of love depends on whether heaven is willing to grant it.”

As she spoke, the smile on Hu Shan’s face slowly faded.

Seeing her expression darken, Gu Yihan quickly tried to smooth things over.

“Sister Shan, that’s just my personal opinion. It doesn’t represent everyone.”

Hu Shan forced a smile at her.

Now, she was starting to wonder whether her own thinking was wrong.

After some thought, she considered: Should she agree to her family’s arrangement and try marrying Secretary Chang?

At this moment, Hu Shan didn’t know that Secretary Chang was already thinking about changing his marriage partner.

Weekend, The Lu Family Courtyard

“Haohai, look—what am I pretending to be now?” Gu Yihan asked.

She was wearing a white coat and holding a homemade medical record book.

Haohai scratched his little head and thought hard before answering in his soft, childish voice, “A doctor.”

Su Nian watched as Gu Yihan took off the white coat, then picked up a spoon and a chopping board to act again.

Sitting nearby with her big belly, Su Nian laughed until she nearly leaned backward.

“Xiao Han, you’re too funny. How could Haohai not tell the difference between a doctor and a cook?”

Gu Yihan shot her a look.

“I’m training his cognitive and social skills, okay?”

“When you’re sick, you look for a doctor. When you meet bad people, you look for someone wearing clothes like Daddy’s!”

Su Nian waved her hand casually.

“That doesn’t need teaching. Kids will understand naturally when they grow up.”

Everyone had their own way of raising children, and Gu Yihan didn’t want to explain further.

Just then, the guard walked in smiling.

“Sister-in-law, there’s a woman at the compound gate looking for you.”

Gu Yihan gathered the things on the table and looked at him in surprise.

“Looking for me?”

“Yes. She said she’s from a garment factory and is passing by on a business trip. She came to see you.”

Gu Yihan thought hard but couldn’t recall anyone from a garment factory who might visit her.

She turned to Haohai.

“Haohai, are you coming with Mommy, or staying at home?”

Haohai looked at his short little legs and raised his head.

“Will Mommy carry me?”

Gu Yihan laughed and refused.

“No. You have to walk by yourself.”

He shook his head like a rattle-drum.

“No. Walking is too tiring. I’ll wait at home.”

After speaking, he went to the living room, picked up a picture book, and read seriously.

Su Nian couldn’t help laughing.

“Your Haohai even knows what being tired is.”

Gu Yihan smiled.

“Sister Su, sit for a bit. I’ll be back soon.”

Then she followed the guard toward the gate.

Ten minutes later, Gu Yihan looked at the woman standing there in surprise.

“Director Fu?”

Fu Ling looked up and smiled.

“Comrade Gu, I happened to pass through Kun City on a business trip. I heard you lived here, so I came to see you.”

Gu Yihan didn’t think much of it. After greeting the guard, she brought Fu Ling back to the courtyard.

Seeing that only Haohai was at home, she touched his head.

“Haohai, has Auntie Su Nian gone home?”

He nodded.

“So this is your son. He’s so cute,” Fu Ling said.

She took two boxes of chocolate from her bag and put them into Haohai’s hands.

“I came in a hurry and didn’t prepare a proper gift. I’ll make it up to you next time, okay?”

Haohai blinked his big eyes, looked at the chocolates, then at Gu Yihan. When he saw her nod, he smiled brightly.

“Thank you, pretty auntie.”

Fu Ling laughed.

“He’s so smart,” she praised.

Gu Yihan smiled and invited her to sit, then poured her a glass of water.

After taking a small sip, Fu Ling looked at her and said, “Comrade Gu, have you ever thought about transferring to work at the garment factory?”

Gu Yihan froze for a moment, then shook her head.

“Director Fu, my current job is quite good.”

Fu Ling still wanted to try persuading her.

“If you come to the garment factory, you can be a designer right away. The factory will definitely be better than at the textile mill. We can even arrange housing for you in advance.”

Gu Yihan shook her head again.

No matter what, she wouldn’t go work in the provincial capital.

“My husband is a soldier. I can’t live apart from him.”

“Besides, I don’t know how to design clothes.”

She only had foresight from decades ahead—she couldn’t actually design or draw patterns.

Seeing her firm attitude, Fu Ling sighed.

“If you change your mind, you can come find me at the Beijing Garment Factory.”

“I’ll arrange everything for you anytime.”

“Beijing?” Gu Yihan looked up in surprise. “You’ve been transferred there?”

Fu Ling nodded.

“Yes, just this year.”

She took out a slip of paper with her office phone number and handed it to Gu Yihan.

This time, Gu Yihan didn’t refuse.

She accepted it with a smile.

All her life, she had the mindset of a poor person.

She didn’t have the ability to stir up big capital.

But when the country eventually allowed private business, she could open a clothing shop.

They chatted for a while longer.

Fu Ling glanced at her watch—it was getting late, and she still had to catch the night train.

She stood up and said goodbye to Gu Yihan.