The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 896 A coup

The living room fell silent again, with only the wall clock ticking away, striking at everyone's heartstrings.

He knew this was only the first step, and the road ahead might still be difficult, but he would not give up. For Qianqian, for their love, he had to face it bravely.

A moment.

Chen Huilan said, "Okay, Xiao Zhang, you should go back. You are a good kid, but you and Qianqian are not suitable."

"Auntie, we really..."

Before Zhang Yan finished speaking, Chen Huilan continued, "Xiao Zhang, your uncle and I have something to do later. Please go now!"

When Zhang Yan heard this, he felt that there was no point in continuing to beg, so he decided to wait until he and Qianqian thought of other solutions!

If he stayed like this for a while, it would make Tang's parents even more disgusted.

Then he nodded and said, "Okay, uncle and aunt, I'll leave first, but I still hope you will consider giving me a chance to be Qianqian's boyfriend."

Tang's father and mother didn't say anything. Zhang Yan just stood up and left the Tang family.

I went downstairs and was just about to take out my cell phone to call Tang Qianqian.

Suddenly I realized that I had forgotten my cell phone in the car.

He hurried to the car, took out his mobile phone and saw several missed calls and messages, all sent by Tang Qianqian.

Zhang Yan's face changed suddenly.

He quickly called back.

The phone rang for a long time before Tang Qianqian answered it.

It was obvious that Tang Qianqian's tone was a little bad.

"What's wrong? I called you but you didn't answer. Are you trying to break up with me? If that's your idea, then I promise you."

Zhang Yan quickly explained, "No, Qianqian, my phone was in the car just now, so I didn't hear it."

"Didn't you hear it? Who would believe it? Can you find a good reason to lie to me?" Tang Qianqian on the other end of the phone was full of disbelief.

"Qianqian, it's true. I swear, I didn't lie to you."

"Okay, even if you left your phone in the car, why didn't you come to the company today? Are you trying to avoid me?"

"No, I..."

"What’s wrong with you."

"I just came out of your house." Zhang Yan said.

"What? You went to my house?"

"Yes, I want to ask your parents for permission for us to be together. But..."

"What's wrong? What did they say?"

"They still don't agree at the moment." Zhang Yan said somewhat disappointedly.

"Don't worry, Zhang Yan, I will get my parents' consent." Tang Qianqian said on the phone.

"Yeah, let's work together and try to get your parents to agree to our being together as soon as possible. As long as you don't give up, that's all."

"I will not."

"Okay! Then I'll go to the company to find you now."

"Uh-huh."

After hanging up the phone.

Tang Qianqian felt a little better. Zhang Yan had been ignoring her calls, and it was hard for her not to think the worst.

Only now did she feel like working.

It was almost noon, but Tang Qianqian had no appetite. She was waiting for Zhang Yan to come back to discuss what to do.

During lunch break, the office quieted down a bit, the only sounds being the occasional keyboard tapping and distant whispers. Tang Qianqian was holding a glass of water, a hint of worry on her face.

At this time, I passed by my colleague Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue called out to her. "Qianqian, what's wrong? You've been gloomy all morning. Is something bothering you again? I noticed you were distracted at work."

Tang Qianqian was silent for a few seconds and planned to ask her colleagues what to do about this matter, just in case her colleagues could come up with a good solution!

She then said, "Xiaoyue, are you busy? Then I want to ask you something." Qianqian's voice was a little low, and there was a look of help in her eyes.

Looking up, Xiaoyue saw Qianqian's expression, put down the documents in her hand, and asked with concern: "What's wrong, Qianqian? You seem absent-minded. Is something on your mind? Tell me, I'll see if I can help you."

Xiaoyue also has a good relationship with Tang Qianqian.

So Tang Qianqian also wanted to talk to her about it.

Tang Qianqian sat down in the empty seat next to Xiaoyue, sighed, and frowned: "Alas, it's still my parents..."

She paused, as if she was having trouble speaking, but continued, "They were quite happy when they knew I had a boyfriend, Zhang Yan, but when they asked about my age, they went ballistic."

"Age? Is there a big difference between you and Zhang Yan?" Xiaoyue asked curiously.

"Hmm..." Qianqian nodded, her voice lowering, "Zhang Yan is eight years younger than me."

"Ah? Eight years younger?" Xiaoyue was also a little surprised. "Then your parents definitely won't accept it. People of their generation still believe that girls should find someone older than themselves who can take care of others, especially when the gap is so big."

"But Zhang Yan doesn't look that much younger than you, and you don't look that much older than Zhang Yan. If you say you're the same age, people will believe you."

"What era is it now? Does age still matter? I really don't understand my parents."

"Our parents' generation also attached great importance to age. They all wanted their children to find someone of similar age."

"That's right!" Qianqian said with a bitter face. "My mom started crying when she heard that. She asked me why I was so ignorant. I chose a 'little brat' instead of a good person my own age. How could I be reliable in the future? My dad was even more annoying. He said straight out, 'No! Absolutely not!' He said he was immature and couldn't give me happiness. He also said that if anyone knew about it, people would laugh at our family."

"They tried to persuade me to break up, saying they were doing it for my own good and worried I'd regret it later. No matter how I explained, they wouldn't listen, saying I was just blinded by love," Qianqian said, her tone filled with helplessness and grievance. "Sister Li, what should I do? He and I are truly in love. Although he's young, he's very mature and steady, and he's very kind to me, always thinking of me. We're very happy together, and he's not the 'brat' they think he is."

Xiaoyue curled her lips and said, "Alas, actually my husband is seven years older than me, and my parents were also against it at the time."

Tang Qianqian was surprised, her eyes full of anticipation, "Then how did you get your parents to agree at that time? Tell me the solution."

Xiaoyue curled her lips and said, "My method is not very feasible."

"Just tell me, as long as my parents agree."

Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Actually, I had been with my husband for a long time before I told my parents. They were very opposed to it, and I was very rebellious at the time, so I told them I was pregnant."

"What? You said you were pregnant?"

"Well, I thought this was the only way to get them to agree, because we love each other so much and don't want to be separated."

Tang Qianqian felt that this was indeed a way that would not cause her parents to object anymore.

"That's not a bad idea."