Chapter 900 - 001 Long time no see
She used her access card to enter the apartment building, and the two of them waited for the elevator.
"I don’t think so either. Nowadays, every man with even a little bit of money has been snatched up." Avery’s mom agreed as well, "By the way, you know you have a boyfriend. You should talk about when you’re going to visit Michael’s family, and you should also formally bring him to our house. It’s always so informal when he comes over. When exactly are you two planning to get things on the agenda? The year is almost over; how do you expect our relatives to greet us?"
"..." Avery knew that her mother was waiting here this late just to pressure her into marriage. No matter how she moved, she couldn’t escape it—even if she no longer lived in G City, her mother’s barrage of phone calls wouldn’t let her be, "Alright, alright, I’ll discuss it with him during the New Year’s. You know he’s been traveling a lot lately for business trips and studying for overtime; he wants to get promoted, so there probably won’t be any results."
Avery could only appease her mother for the time being. She really didn’t think marriage was as urgent as her mother believed. Not to mention Michael wanting to get promoted and do better, she herself wanted to open another branch while the business was still good and her reputation was beginning to take off.
She was wholeheartedly focused on running her Cake Shop. Previously, Michael had mentioned taking her home to meet his parents, but that too fizzled out.
"Promotions can happen after marriage; it’s not urgent at this very moment," Avery’s mom said, unconcerned. She continued, "While you are young, you should hurry up and have children. So many people are now advocating for a second child, and our ancestor here doesn’t even want to get married—does she want to kill me with anxiety?"
"That’s not what they think, nor is it what the company boss thinks. Look, Mom, if you have this much leisure and enjoyment every day, why not take up dancing in the square? That’s nice too, isn’t it?" Maybe by learning from those older ladies, she wouldn’t have the time to pester her every day.
"I made some Chicken Soup for you tonight and brought you some," Avery’s mom finally opened the bag she was carrying, taking out the thermos with hot chicken soup, "It’s still warm. Have some now, and leave the rest for Giselle."
"Oh, thanks, Mom." Avery nodded. After moving out from Celia’s place, she’d been cohabiting in a rented apartment with Giselle Browman. Sometimes, when Michael came up, it was after dropping off Giselle, then he’d come up as well.