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

Chapter 895 Zhang Yan personally visits Tang Qianqian's parents

Another day.

Tang Qianqian came to the company.

I'm still in a bad mood.

But she wanted to find Zhang Yan and have a good talk with him.

After all, after she told Zhang Yan about that incident yesterday, Zhang Yan must have been sad, and she had no intention of breaking up with Zhang Yan.

She came to the design department.

I saw that Zhang Yan’s workstation was empty.

She looked confused.

Zhang Yan hasn’t come yet?

It's almost time to go to work.

At this time, a colleague who was very good to Zhang Yan came over.

"Sister Tang, are you here to see Zhang Yan? Didn't he tell you that he took a day off today?"

"asked for leave?"

"Yes."

"I see."

Tang Qianqian turned around and walked away.

She couldn't understand why Zhang Yan asked for leave. Did he want to break up with her?

She returned to her workstation listlessly.

I have no intention of working at all.

After thinking for a long time, she took out her cell phone and called Zhang Yan, wanting to ask why he didn't come to work today.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

This made Tang Qianqian think that Zhang Yan must want to break up with her.

……

at the same time.

the other side.

Zhang Yan bought something on the way and then drove to Tang Qianqian's house.

Tang Qianqian told him the specific house number.

When they arrived at Tang Qianqian's house, Zhang Yan went upstairs carrying the things he bought.

Standing at the door of Tang Qianqian's house, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Soon the door was opened.

"Who are you?" A woman in her fifties opened the door and looked at Zhang Yan with a puzzled look.

Zhang Yan knew that this person should be Tang Qianqian's mother.

He said, "Auntie, my name is Zhang Yan, and I'm Qianqian's boyfriend."

Chen Huilan's expression suddenly turned sour. She then looked Zhang Yan up and down.

"Why are you here? Didn't my Qianqian tell you that her father and I don't agree with her being with you? Go away!"

"Auntie, listen to me."

"What's there to say? We won't let Qianqian be with you. We definitely won't marry you."

"Aunt……"

"Okay, let's go!"

Just as Chen Huilan was about to close the door, Zhang Yan held it with one hand. "Auntie, can you please listen to me? Qianqian and I really love each other."

At this time, Tang Jianguo came out.

"How?"

Chen Huilan said, "This is Qianqian's boyfriend."

Tang Jianguo also looked at Zhang Yan and asked, "Are you Qianqian's boyfriend?"

"Yes, uncle, you are Qianqian's father, please agree that Qianqian and I should be together. I really like Qianqian."

"Come in and talk." Tang Jianguo said.

Wanted to go in.

His voice was a little dry, and he tried to force a smile, placing the bag of carefully selected tea and supplements in his hand on the entrance cabinet.

Chen Huilan's eyes were complicated, with a hint of subtle scrutiny and worry.

Tang Jianguo looked more serious, frowning slightly, and pointed to the single sofa opposite him: "Sit down, Zhang Yan."

Zhang Yan sat down as he was told, his hands unconsciously clasped on his knees, his back straight, like a student awaiting sentencing.

The air in the living room seemed to freeze, with only the vague voice from the TV echoing softly in the corner.

"Zhang Yan," Tang Jianguo spoke first, his voice deep and powerful, "We feel that what happened between you and Qianqian is inappropriate."

Zhang Yan's heart suddenly sank. He raised his head, met Tang's father's gaze, and said sincerely, "Uncle, Auntie, I know I'm eight years younger than Qianqian, which makes you very worried and opposed. I came here today to sincerely beg you to give me a chance, and give us a chance too."

His voice trembled slightly, but his eyes were extremely firm.

Chen Huilan sighed and took over, her tone filled with a mother's worry and helplessness. "Zhang Yan, we're not saying anything bad about you. We've seen you're sincere to Qianqian, and you're honest. But you're eight years younger than Qianqian...that's no small number. Girls mature earlier than boys. In a few years, Qianqian will be forty, and you'll only be thirty-two, the prime of a man's life. By then, will your thoughts and energy still be in sync? Qianqian...she can't afford to wait, and she can't afford to waste time."

Chen Huilan's words pierced Zhang Yan's heart like needles, but he knew that this was their most real concern and the most realistic problem.

He didn't evade the question, but listened carefully. Then, word by word, he said, "Auntie, I understand your concerns. Age is a factor, but I don't think it's an insurmountable obstacle in our relationship. I admit that I may not be as experienced as Qianqian in life, but in my relationship, my love for her and my plans for our future are no less than hers. In fact, they're... even more resolute."

He looked at Tang's father and spoke more earnestly, "Uncle, I know you're worried that I'm not mature enough and can't give Qianqian a stable future. But please believe me, my love for Qianqian isn't just a momentary impulse. I've been working hard for her. I have a stable job now, and I'm actively planning our future. I will work hard to become more mature and responsible, and I will prove with my actions that I can protect her, take care of her, and make her happy. Age doesn't represent intelligence, nor does it represent the depth of love or the weight of responsibility."

Zhang Yan's chest rose and fell slightly, and he could feel his heart beating rapidly. This was the first time he had formally confessed his feelings in front of Qianqian's parents. He knew that words alone would not be enough, but he had to let them see his determination.

"Qianqian is older than me, I know. But in my heart, she's my love, the partner I want to spend my life with, not some older sister I need to 'catch up' to. When we're together, we support and understand each other. Her maturity gives me a lot of guidance, and mine... perhaps it's my drive and passion that also brings her joy and a different perspective. We're very compatible and happy together."

Tang Jianguo had been listening in silence, his brows seemingly relaxed a little, but he still didn't speak. He simply asked calmly, "What you said is too idealistic. Life is the daily grind of life, a dull, mundane routine. Love can't be eaten, and passion will eventually fade. When that happens, the problems brought about by the age gap will become apparent. Can you guarantee that in ten or twenty years, you'll still be the same as you are now?"

The question weighed heavily on Zhang Yan's mind. Who could guarantee the future? He didn't hesitate, his eyes blazing as he looked at Tang's parents. "Uncle, aunt, I can't predict the future, but I can promise that I will devote all my energy to nurturing our relationship and fulfilling what I said today. I will work hard to give Qianqian a stable home; I will learn to be more mature and share her burdens; I will always respect and love her. Time will tell. Please... give me a little time and give us a little trust, okay?"

After saying this, Zhang Yan felt that all his strength was almost exhausted. He lowered his head slightly, waiting for their verdict, and every second seemed as long as a century.