I'm back in 1990

Chapter 1137: Family Mediator

As the Cadillac Escalade drove onto East Road, Huang Xiaochuan looked out at the Bund. Since he came here in the 90s, Shanghai has undergone tremendous changes, with the Oriental Pearl Tower, Lujiazui Financial Center, and skyscrapers everywhere in the main urban area.

But in his heart, he was reminiscing about the past. To be honest, his feelings for Zhang Yun were extremely complicated.

Does he hate her? Of course he hates her. She secretly gave birth to Avan and Luca without his consent, which crossed his bottom line.

But to say that he hated her to the bone wouldn't be to that extent.

After all, Zhang Yun deserves much credit for Changhong Capital's ability to wield influence in the global financial market.

And to be fair, she raised both children very well.

One thing must be acknowledged: Zhang Yun's business acumen and her ability to raise her twin sons are impeccable.

Soon after, they arrived at the University of Finance and Economics. Huang Xiaochuan didn't go into the campus, but instead parked the car on the side of a road near the university. Now, there are many cafes and bookstores on this road. When Huang Xiaochuan was studying here, this road was very deserted, but now it has become a gathering place for young people with a young and sophisticated lifestyle. It is mostly students from the two nearby universities and young entrepreneurs from the university science park.

As Huang Xiaochuan walked, he suddenly saw Ma Yifeng by the roadside. Ma Yifeng was sitting outside a coffee shop, drinking coffee and chatting with two other people.

This guy happened to look up and glance at the road, and when he saw Huang Xiaochuan, his eyes lit up.

However, he didn't shout to greet Huang Xiaochuan, because he saw several people following not far from Huang Xiaochuan.

Huang Xiaochuan gave him a wink, and Ma Yifeng understood. He said goodbye to his two friends and left first, following Huang Xiaochuan for a short distance.

After walking about thirty or fifty meters, Huang Xiaochuan stopped to wait for him.

Ma Yifeng's first words after catching up were: "You're a rare guest! What made you decide to come here?"

"I was just passing by, so I stopped to take a look. It's quite lively here now."

Ma Yifeng nodded in agreement, saying, "It is indeed lively. When I first came here, there was nothing here."

Huang Xiaochuan chuckled and joked with him, "You've kept up with the times now, you're even drinking coffee now."

"I'm a guest, so I should go along with the host's arrangements. They're paying, so I can't exactly complain!"

"I was wondering why. I thought you, Professor Ma, had learned to use pidgins now."

Ma Yifeng laughed and invited, "I was saying, it's lunchtime right now, why don't I give my husband a call and invite him over for lunch? Why not just meet by chance?"

Huang Xiaochuan checked the time, and after Ma Yifeng mentioned it, he really was a little hungry.

But he was still a little worried: "Hey Lao Ma, this isn't cafeteria food, is it?"

Huang Xiaochuan asked this because he knew that the couple didn't usually cook at home and mostly ate at the cafeteria. Even their son, Ma Sangzi, ate at the cafeteria, and the guy had gotten tired of the food.

After the couple took Ma Sangzi to Huang Xiaochuan's house for a meal of crayfish cooked by Huang Xiaochuan himself, the boy cried and refused to go home with his parents, insisting on staying, which made both families of adults both laugh and cry.

Ma Yifeng, of course, wouldn't admit it; he still valued that much face.

When Sang Weihong learned that Huang Xiaochuan was coming to her house for dinner, she was both happy and worried. She was worried because her family was not prepared at all, since they rarely cooked and usually ate at the canteen. Besides, neither she nor Ma Yifeng were very good cooks.

The people were about to arrive, and there wasn't enough time to rush them, so Sang Weihong made a call to the logistics department and asked the small canteen to prepare a few dishes and send them over. She paid for them accordingly.

When the food was delivered, Ma Yifeng arrived with Huang Xiaochuan.

Huang Xiaochuan looked at the groceries that had just been delivered, then gave Ma Yifeng a meaningful look: "Old Ma..."

Ma Yifeng's face flushed red, but he wasn't young anymore, and his skin was thicker now. He pretended not to hear and instead urged, "Please sit down, please sit down!"

"Hello, Uncle Huang!" Ma Yifeng and Sang Weihong's son, Ma Sangzi, is twelve years old this year and will be starting junior high school soon. Huang Xiaochuan watched him grow up, so he is very familiar with Huang Xiaochuan. Moreover, this child was hard-won. Back then, the couple couldn't conceive, and it was Yu Xiang who helped them find someone through connections so that they could have this child.

"Ma Sangzi, are your parents abusing you? Why are you so thin?" Huang Xiaochuan frowned as he looked at the child.

At this moment, Ma Yifeng offered him a seat while saying, "This child is a picky eater, he won't eat this or that, no wonder he's not getting fat. But being thin now isn't really a big deal, he's just a kid!"

Huang Xiaochuan thought to himself, if the child eats in the cafeteria every meal, it's no wonder he's picky about food, but he couldn't say that out loud.

At this moment, Sang Weihong said apologetically, "Xiao Chuan, don't mind! We didn't have much prepared at home, so we could only ask the cafeteria to send over some stir-fries." As she spoke, Sang Weihong glared fiercely at Ma Yifeng.

Ma Yifeng pretended not to see it and continued talking to Huang Xiaochuan.

"Xiao Chuan, it's hot, how about some beer for lunch?"

"Okay, let's have some beer then." Since he was already there, Huang Xiaochuan naturally wouldn't stand on ceremony.

Ma Sangzi was indeed a picky eater. After eating a few bites of vegetables and a few bites of rice, she ran away, and the couple had no way to deal with her.

However, after Ma Sangzi left, Ma Yifeng started talking after a few beers.

"Xiao Chuan, did you know that Lao An and Shi Li are getting a divorce?"

Huang Xiaochuan, who was picking up food with his chopsticks, was startled. He stopped eating and asked, "What's going on? Why do you want a divorce?"

Before Ma Yifeng could speak, Sang Weihong interjected, "What else could it be? Isn't it because they have a few bucks in their pockets and are getting complacent?"

"Hey, don't say such harsh things!" Ma Yifeng felt that Sang Weihong's words were a bit too much.

Unexpectedly, Sang Weihong exploded like a lit firecracker: "Disgusting? You men can do it, but we women aren't allowed to say a word?"

"Hey, honey, don't generalize!" Ma Yifeng said, while winking at Sang Weihong, meaning that Huang Xiaochuan was there and she shouldn't say anything out of turn.

Sang Weihong quickly said, "Xiao Chuan, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about An Cheng. I know you're different from them."

Huang Xiaochuan was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to answer. This whole thing had caused quite a stir.

To ease the awkwardness and to find out more about the situation, he asked, "An Cheng is having an affair?"

Ma Yifeng glanced at Sang Weihong first, then nodded: "Yes!"

At this moment, Sang Weihong interjected, "She also graduated from our university of finance and economics, her name is Feng Zhiyi, and she works in finance at Ancheng Company."

Huang Xiaochuan shook his head inwardly. There's an old saying that even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, and that's absolutely true. Human nature is truly the most vulnerable thing to temptation.

Back then, An Cheng was a poor teacher who couldn't even find a wife. That's why he wanted to go into business. Unexpectedly, he became rich, got a wife, and then a mistress came along.

He asked, "What was Lily's attitude back then?"

Sang Weihong said, "What other attitude could it be? Of course, it's that she doesn't want a divorce. It's not for her own sake, after all, her family is still quiet and young, and the biggest harm to children is their parents' divorce."

Huang Xiaochuan nodded, "That's right! When a couple divorces, the children are often the ones who suffer the most."

At this moment, Sang Weihong said again, "Xiao Chuan, why don't you talk to An Cheng? Your words carry weight, and he wouldn't dare disobey you."

Well, Sang Weihong actually thinks she's a family mediator. Huang Xiaochuan was both amused and exasperated.