1296 Worrying
When the old lady heard Wang Yunzhongâs words, she immediately wanted to explain, âThatâs not what I mean⊠IâŠâ
âAlright, Mom.â Wang Yunzhong interrupted the old ladyâs endless nagging and said impatiently, âI know what you mean, but this is how I interact with Qianqian. Iâve been like this since we were together. Now that Qianqian and I are married, and sheâs my wife, itâs not wrong for me to spend the money I earn on her. Donât keep finding trouble for yourself.â
âIf you feel unbalanced, tell me what you want. Iâll also give you a gold necklace and a gold bracelet.â
Wang Yunzhongâs words rendered the old lady speechless. Moreover, she could tell that Wang Yunzhong was a little angry. When she heard this, she quickly nodded. âAlright, Mom is talking too much. You can spend the money you earned on whoever you want.â
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Wang Yunzhong snorted softly. He casually picked up his briefcase and left the house without looking back.
The old lady stood there for a long time, feeling jealous. She felt she was doing this for her sonâs good, but her son did not appreciate it and even felt that she had crossed the line.
She couldnât help but feel wronged. She walked to the sofa alone and silently touched her tears.
The old man had been listening and said nothing just now. He felt that the old ladyâs talkativeness had to be treated. Unexpectedly, Wang Yunzhongâs words agitated the old lady somehow, making her cry.
âWhy are you crying?â The old man sighed and asked the old lady.
The old lady felt wronged and said, âYunzhongâs temper has been getting worse these days. When we lived in South City in the past, Iâve never seen him dare to talk to me like this.â
âYour words are unpleasant. Yunzhong is just correcting you. What do you have to feel wronged about?â the old man said.
âIâm doing this for his own good? Qianqian only goes out a few times a week. Besides, sheâs pregnant now, so she doesnât take her bag when she goes out. A bag costs tens of thousands of yuan. How much money does everything cost?â The old ladyâs heart ached when she mentioned it. To her, spending her sonâs money was equivalent to spending her money.
Only a mother would feel this way.
âAlright, donât interrupt Yunzhongâs matters in the future. Heâs already an adult in his forties. Doesnât he have financial freedom? You saw this now. When you didnât see it in the past, who knows how much money he spent on Qianqian? If you have to worry about this too, can you handle it?â
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The old man quickly raised his hand to interrupt. âLetâs not talk about this. Yunfaâs side is almost done. Xiao Xia is pregnant and canât serve him. Make something delicious for lunch today and send it to him to see him as well. Heâs probably thinner now.â
âAre you eating at home alone at noon?â the old lady asked.
The old man: âJust leave a bite for me after youâre done.â
The old lady nodded. âAlright, Iâll be back after looking. Qianqian still has a prenatal education class in the afternoon, so she asked me to accompany her.â
At this point, the old lady couldnât help but complain again. âI donât know whatâs the use of that class. A group of pregnant women doesnât stay at home and recuperate. Why would they listen to the teachersâ nonsense? One lesson costs a few hundred yuan. They have so much money that they have nowhere to spend it.â
The old man couldnât help but glare at her and remind her, âLook at you. Youâre starting again, right? Donât interfere in their matters in the future. Youâre worrying too much!â
When the old lady saw she had angered the old man again, she immediately stopped talking and stood up to wash the dishes in the kitchen.
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Jian Ai didnât sleep well last night, mainly because she had too many things on her mind.
Other than the High Priest, she was still thinking about herself and Ji Haoyu the most. Fortunately, she slept for two to three hours more in the morning now that the martial arts school was on break. Otherwise, she would have been dizzy again.
When she arrived at school with Si Yue, she bumped into Guan Tao at the bus stop. Compared to Jian Aiâs dispirited state, Guan Tao was in high spirits. Her date with Gao Yang yesterday must have gone smoothly.
âXiao Ai! Si Yue!â Seeing Jian Ai, Guan Tao couldnât help but run forward. She naturally held Jian Aiâs arm and smiled. âYouâre early today!â
âThe martial arts school is on break, so weâre a little earlier than usual,â Jian Ai said and couldnât help but ask casually, âLook at how happy you are. Did the ice lanterns in Baiyun Square look good last night?â
âItâs beautiful! Itâs especially lively with so many people!â Guan Tao said excitedly, âBut we didnât see the fireworks. They said that they wouldnât be released until midnight. It was too late, so we didnât wait!â
As soon as she finished speaking, Guan Tao looked at Jian Ai and asked, âWhat about you? Was the party fun?â
Fun?
Jian Ai couldnât help but smile bitterly. Someone almost died. Who still remembered that it was a Christmas party last night?
âSomething happened yesterday. Grandpa Ji suddenly fell ill, and the party didnât go smoothly,â Jian Ai said ambiguously. She couldnât say that Grandpa Ji almost died as it was impolite.
âAhâŠâ Guan Tao sighed regretfully. âThatâs a pity. Is the old man okay?â
âIt was a close call,â Jian Ai said.
Guan Tao pursed her lips and nodded. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly saw many people surrounding the school gate. They were all students from Erzhong.
Jian Ai also saw it. She was a little taller than Guan Tao, so she saw the scene inside from the gaps.
Eh? Jian Yiyi?
âWhy is she back?â Jian Ai subconsciously asked.
Jian Yiyi and Xia Qinghuan were in the same production team. They only came back once during filming, and that was during the mid-term examination.
âJian Yiyi?â Guan Tao tiptoed and saw Jian Yiyi.
Jian Yiyi was surrounded by crowds. These high school students paid attention to entertainment news every day. Jian Yiyi benefited from the production team of âInterweaving Nightâ that occasionally, she would show her face in an entertainment magazine. After a while, everyone in the school knew that she had made a movie.
When she returned from the previous examination, Qinghuan caused a huge commotion. Now that Xia Qinghuan was not stealing the limelight, Jian Yiyi became the only one. Everyone surrounded her and asked for her autograph.
âDo they have to be so exaggerated? Sheâs not famous yet, right?â Guan Tao scoffed. She also chased after celebrities, so she understood fansâ mentality.
âInterweaving Nightâ had not been broadcasted yet. Why were these people joining in the fun?
Jian Ai smiled indifferently. Perhaps to these high school students, they considered those who had been on an entertainment magazine as celebrities.
Moreover, it was understandable to ask for an autograph before she became famous. If she became famous in the future, they might not get it.
At this moment, Guan Tao pulled Jian Ai and suddenly quickened her pace. She said, âXiao Ai, letâs go back to class and look. Perhaps Qinghuan is back too!â