The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Zhang Yuze originally thought that Jian Yumin, being such an outgoing girl, probably wouldn't know how to cook. But now it seems he underestimated her. Watching Jian Yumin's skilled movements, it seems she isn't the type of girl he had imagined. Zhang Yuze now feels that you can't judge a girl based on first impressions; you need to delve deeper to understand what kind of person she is.

He Xiuying watched Jian Yumin cooking in the kitchen, a look of satisfaction on her face, nodding from time to time. Suddenly, something occurred to her, and she said to Zhang Yuze, who was sitting on the sofa playing with his phone, "Yuze, come with me for a moment." Then, she turned to Yueyue, who was watching TV, with a kind expression and said, "Yueyue, be good and watch TV. Grandma wants to talk to your dad."

Little Yueyue waved to He Xiuying obediently and said, "Goodbye, Grandma." Her adorable appearance made He Xiuying like her even more.

Zhang Yuze was taken aback, but seeing his mother's expression, he knew she must have something to say to him. He nodded and followed his mother into the room. Seeing his mother looking at him with a solemn expression, Zhang Yuze smiled sheepishly and said, "Mom, what's wrong? Can't it wait until after dinner?"

He Xiuying waved her hand at Zhang Yuze, who was looking at her with a grin, and said, "No, I need to ask you about this right now."

Zhang Yuze nodded and said, "Mom, just ask whatever you want."

He Xiuying sighed, looking at Zhang Yuze, and said seriously, "Yuze, Mom knows you're capable now and have your own career. You're also very popular with girls. You've brought Yuxian, Ningxue, Mengting, and other girls home before, and Mom likes them all. But Mom wants to ask you, what do you plan to do with them? Are you just going to break up with them? Or..."

He Xiuying was interrupted by Zhang Yuze before she could finish. He said with a serious expression, "Mom, no. I will definitely not break up with them."

He Xiuying frowned, looking at Zhang Yuze, and said, "Yuze, if you're not breaking up with them, do you want to be with them all at the same time?"

"Why not?" Zhang Yuze said nonchalantly.

He Xiuying stared blankly at the son she had raised for over twenty years, as if she was seeing him for the first time.

Zhang Yuze knew his tone was a bit too heavy. Looking at his mother's solemn expression, he said, "Mom, I'm grown up now. Most of the time, I know what I'm doing. Please don't worry about this; I'll handle it well."

He Xiuying sighed, looking at the determination in her son's eyes. She knew that her son had grown up and didn't need his mother to worry about many things anymore. However, she was still worried that he might not handle his relationships well, which could hurt both him and others. Therefore, she nodded, her gaze fixed on Zhang Yuze's face, and said, "Yuze, does Yumin know about this?"

Zhang Yuze knew what his mother was still worried about and smiled at her, saying, "Mom, Yumin knows everything. You don't have to worry about her having any objections."

However, Zhang Yuze's words surprised He Xiuying greatly. She looked at Zhang Yuze strangely and asked, "Yuze, are you serious? Yumin really knows about your situation?"

Zhang Yuze touched his nose, feeling very depressed, and said to He Xiuying, "Mom, when did you start doubting your own son? In all these years, have I ever lied to you?"

He Xiuying nodded upon hearing this. Of course, she understood the son she had raised. Although he had done many wrong things since he was young, his only advantage was that he respected his elders. He had never lied to her, even when faced with big problems. She agreed with this point about her son.

He Xiuying looked at Zhang Yuze deeply and nodded, saying with a solemn expression, "Yuze, okay, Mom knows you're grown up, and you should know how to handle many things yourself. Women are not easy. Since they love you, Mom doesn't want you to hurt them no matter what."

Zhang Yuze's expression turned serious, and he nodded to his mother, saying, "Mom, I know what to do."

Suddenly, Zhang Yuze thought of something and said to He Xiuying, "Mom, please don't tell Dad about this yet. He can be very stubborn sometimes, and I'm afraid he won't be as open-minded as you."

He Xiuying rolled her eyes at Zhang Yuze and said in an annoyed tone, "Yuze, are you praising Mom or mocking me!"

Zhang Yuze was taken aback and said sheepishly to his mother, "Mom, of course I'm praising you!"

Just then, the doorbell rang. Zhang Yuze immediately knew it must be his father returning. A father and son are connected at heart. Zhang Yuze hadn't seen his father in quite some time and was starting to miss him. He quickly went to open the door for his father.

"Dad, I've really missed you," Zhang Yuze said, hugging Zhang Yaoguo.

Although Zhang Yaoguo, as the district head of the government, was usually very dignified and serious, upon seeing his beloved son, whom he hadn't seen in a while, he couldn't help but smile. He patted Zhang Yuze heavily on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Yuze, you rascal, you've gotten even stronger in just a few days."

Although it was just a slightly joking remark, it was filled with deep paternal love, warming Zhang Yuze's heart. He smiled and said softly, "Dad, you look younger and younger too."

Zhang Yaoguo shook his head as he walked into the house, saying, "Dad is old, a person with one foot in the grave, how can I be young!"

At this moment, He Xiuying walked over with Little Yueyue in her arms, teaching Little Yueyue and pointing at Zhang Yaoguo, saying, "Quick, call him Grandpa."

"Grandpa," Little Yueyue said to Zhang Yaoguo in a childish voice.

Zhang Yaoguo: "..."

Zhang Yaoguo looked at the adorable Little Yueyue looking at him, stunned. He looked at Zhang Yuze beside him, who was touching his nose awkwardly, clearly asking, what's going on?

Zhang Yuze raised his head, looking at his father's questioning gaze, and said, "Uh...", but for a moment, Zhang Yuze himself didn't know where to start.

Fortunately, his mother came to his rescue at this time. He Xiuying glanced at Zhang Yuze and then whispered something in Zhang Yaoguo's ear, seemingly explaining the origin of Little Yueyue.

Although Zhang Yuze was very powerful now, due to the accumulated authority since childhood, he was genuinely afraid of his father. While his mother was explaining for him, Zhang Yuze carefully watched his father's expression.

When He Xiuying finished speaking, Zhang Yaoguo glared at Zhang Yuze with a stern face, as if saying, 'I'll deal with you later,' leaving Zhang Yuze feeling depressed.

Although he seemed very strict with Zhang Yuze, Zhang Yaoguo immediately changed his expression towards the adorable Little Yueyue. He picked up Little Yueyue and hugged her lovingly, saying, "What's your name? Tell Grandpa, okay?"

Yueyue said adorably to Zhang Yaoguo, "Grandpa, my name is Yueyue."

Zhang Yaoguo obviously had no resistance to this invincible Little Yueyue. His face broke into a smile.

At this time, Jian Yumin seemed to have finished cooking as well. She came out from the kitchen and, seeing Zhang Yaoguo, obviously knew he was Zhang Yuze's father. She stood there somewhat uneasily and said politely to Zhang Yaoguo, "Uncle, hello."

Zhang Yaoguo and He Xiuying knew that Zhang Yuze was protective of his girlfriend. They rolled their eyes at Zhang Yuze, shook their heads, smiled at each other, and said, "Eat... eat... we won't ask anymore."

He Xiuying even picked up some food for Jian Yumin, praising, "Yumin's cooking is much better than mine."

"Yuze, it's okay..." Jian Yumin quickly smiled at Zhang Yuze upon seeing this.

Zhang Yuze shook his head, seeing Jian Yumin like this, knowing that she was afraid his family wouldn't like her. Recalling how proud she was in front of him in high school, and thinking about her now, Zhang Yuze felt a pang of heartache. Thinking about how he would have to visit so many future wives' families and be questioned by their parents during meals, Zhang Yuze felt a chill run down his spine, wondering if he would be able to eat at all at that time.