Can't Resist the Billionaire

Chapter 24 What did you mean by pretending to be my boyfriend

My dad had never seen Vincent before, so he felt very strange about this guy who suddenly appeared

and called him uncle. "Who are you? What's the matter?"

Vincent looked inside and met my stunned eyes. A trace of pride flashed in his eyes, and then he

"explained" to my father. "Uncle, my name is Vincent, and I am Jasmine's boyfriend!"

Hearing that he was my boyfriend, not only was my father surprised, even my mother stood up from the

sofa excitedly. She looked down at me with a puzzled face. Seeing that I looked a bit awkward, she

asked me in a low voice. "Jasmine, what the hell is going on?"

"Mom, I..." Vincent's sudden appearance caught me off guard. Now that he had shamelessly lied to me

that he was my boyfriend, I felt even more vexed. My parents knew that Christopher and I had dated for

quite a few years. Furthermore, they had always thought highly of Christopher. Initially, they were

waiting for us to meet the parents of both parties and discuss the marriage. But now, another men

suddenly appeared and claimed that he was actually my boyfriend. How could my mom not feel

strange and surprised?

Her father looked up and down at Vincent. He probably thought that this man was a handsome and

didn't look like a bad guy, so he slightly bent his body and let him in. "Come in!"

Vincent became very polite. He politely walked inside while expressing his gratitude to my father.

"Thank you, Uncle!"

He also carried a lot of high-quality nutrient products, which were probably bought on the way. When

did this guy become so good at making trouble? It seemed that he was well prepared this time. What

did he want to do?

My mother also looked up and down at Vincent because she could not accept Vincent's sudden

appearance. In addition, she was very straightforward when it came to speaking, so she deliberately

asked me."You broke up with Christopher?"

At this time, I could only explain to my parents according to the meaning of Vincent. I nodded,

pretended to be regretful, and said with a smile."Yes, we have broken up for a while, and I have been

dating Vincent for some time."

My mom still didn't believe what I said, probably because she had always thought highly of Christopher,

so she became a little persistent. "Why did you break up? Don't tell me that you two couldn't get along

or something like that!"

I didn't want to answer my mother's question, so I deliberately blamed her and said."Mom, stop talking,

Vincent is here!"

My mom probably also noticed that she was not picky when she spoke, so she turned to look at

Vincent and sighed slightly. She politely and distantly said to him. "Please sit!"

Due to his good family background, Vincent had never been so polite and polite. Anyway, I had never

seen him like this in the company. Now that he came to my house, he just stood aside obediently. If my

mother did not speak, he dared not sit down.

He politely smiled at my mom. He sat down and explained to my mom. "Aunty, don't blame me for

Jasmine and Christopher. It's all Christopher's fault!"

My mother smiled awkwardly, then looked at my father and said to him. "Don't you want to buy food?

Why don't you leave?"

My dad was going to stay by her side for a while, but my mom suddenly stopped him. "Okay, okay, I

know, I'll go now!"

After my dad left, my mom began to interrogate Vincent like interrogating a prisoner. "Your name is

Vincent? Where is your home? How many brothers and sisters do you have"

Both of them answered politely and modestly. "Aunt, my family is in B City. I'm the only son at home.

No one else!"

Hearing this, my mother's astute eyes rolled, and then she asked. "What do you do? How much is your

annual salary?"

For a moment, Vincent could not say what he was doing. Maybe he's afraid to tell his identity, which will

make us think he has a suspicion of boasting, so he said it modestly. "I work in the same company as

Jasmine, which is why we got to know each other."

He answered vaguely, but the real question was the question of the annual salary. My mother was a

smart person. Although she knew that my feelings were decided by me, as a parent, she always felt

that it was still necessary to participate in the competition.

"What's your job in the company? How much is your annual salary?"

"Mom, can you stop asking these boring questions?" I knew that it was difficult to answer, so I thought it

was really hard to answer. Besides, I didn't plan to have anything to do with Vincent. Now that my

mother asked me this question, she was more convinced that we had the same relationship. It was so

awkward.

When my mother saw me protecting Vincent, she thought that his status was just ordinary and he might

even be a little poor. So she took a look at me and said meaningfully."How many times have I told you

that you can't get married by only looking at man's looking, but also their characters and ability. Why

don't you listen to me?"

Vincent smiled awkwardly to satisfy my mother's vanity and said casually. "Auntie, my family

background is not bad. I'm the superior of Jasmine in the company, right? As for the annual salary, I

think it's not a problem to support Jasmine with the current standard of living!"

His answer was very implicit, which was extremely implicit. His family background was just oridinary? It

was not a problem for him to support me? It's more than enough to support a woman like me!

Her mother listened to Vincent's frank words and knew that he was not lying. Her originally tense face

gradually revealed a smile of relief. She stood up from the sofa and finally intended to give them some

free space. "Then you can talk first. I'll go to the kitchen first. Will you, Vincent, stay and have a meal

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Hearing this, Vincent was stunned and looked at her back incredulously. When she turned into the

kitchen, he got closer to me and whispered to me. "What does your mother mean? So late? Let me

go?"

I rolled my eyes at him and asked shamelessly. "You're not my family. If you don't go, who will?"

"City S is hundreds of miles away from here. I drove for a few hours. Do you want me to go back now?"

Vincent was acting like a rogue.

I rolled my eyes at him speechlessly and said. "Did I ask you to come? What are you doing here? You

pretended to be my boyfriend and even came to my house? Oh right, how did you find my house? You

didn't ask for it from Christopher, did you?"

Oh my god, if he really went to Christopher to ask for my family's address, then this would be a big

problem.

Vincent reached out and flicked my forehead, as if I was an idiot. "Are you stupid? Don't you know how

to check? The company has your specific address, including your hometown!"