Xia Qingqing looked at the bag in her hand and said with difficulty, "Auntie, isn't this too expensive?"

"It's nothing expensive. Didn't you also give Auntie a gift?" Zhou's mother said with a smile.

Speaking of the gift, Xia Qingqing regretted it; she shouldn't have listened to Zhou Wei and changed the gift at the last minute.

Although that pearl necklace was worth several thousand yuan, it was far less valuable than the bag her mother had given her last week.

Zhou Wei also found it unbelievable. Her mother was too generous this time. Her mother usually carried bags that cost less than 200 yuan, but she was willing to give Xia Qingqing a bag worth 20,000 yuan.

It wasn't about the money; it was just that her mother had told her before that these luxury goods were all scams, that they were all hyped up, and that she shouldn't believe in these things.

When she was told not to buy it, she immediately bought one for herself and gave it away as a gift.

Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Xia Qingqing finally accepted it: "Thank you, Auntie. I really like this bag; it's a versatile style."

“If you like it, that’s great. I did my research online beforehand,” Zhou’s mother said with a hint of pride.

Zhou Wei hugged her arm and said with a smile, "Oh, I'm so envious of Qingqing, she has such a beautiful bag."

Mrs. Zhou flicked her daughter's forehead: "Of course you're here, you're in my room."

"Really?" Zhou Wei jumped up from the sofa in shock.

"Of course, it's similar in style to Qingqing's," Zhou's mother said with a smile.

When her daughter was still in school, she saw many news reports online about female college students going astray, such as taking out loans or committing suicide by jumping off buildings. She was very worried and did not want her daughter to be blinded by the allure of the world.

Now that her daughter has started working, she has developed her own mature values ​​and is no longer easily influenced by others. As long as her daughter likes something within their family's means, she is willing to support her.

Zhou Wei happily hugged her mother: "I'm so happy, thank you, Mom."

She doesn't like luxury handbags; if she did, she would have bought them for herself long ago. She's just happy about her mother's thoughtfulness. Even when giving gifts to others, her mother doesn't forget to buy one for her. Everyone who sees this would say that her mother is a doting mother.

In the days that followed, Zhou Wei would often bring Xia Qingqing home for meals, and Zhou's mother would always cook a table full of dishes for the two of them.

Xia Qingqing, feeling a little embarrassed as she sidled up to her, said, "Weiwei, next time you should treat Auntie to a meal out, so she won't be so tired every time."

"She might be a little tired, but she's very happy," Zhou Wei said, knowing her mother's personality quite well.

However, Xia Qingqing was right. Zhou Wei couldn't bear to see her mother too tired, so they started going out to eat together instead, and occasionally invited Feng Yu and Lian Jia along.

Zhou's mother had always been lukewarm towards her daughter's boyfriend. She felt that there was a big gap between the two families, and the two might break up at any time. There was no need to treat Feng Yu as a prospective son-in-law so early.

......

Lian Jia used the toner Xia Qingqing gave her for half a month, and her skin became several shades lighter, and all the minor blemishes from before disappeared.

Once, while she was in the company restroom, she overheard people whispering that she had forgotten to put on makeup for her neck, as her face and neck were completely different colors.

She quickly applied the toner to her neck and hands, but the half-bottle of toner was used up very quickly.

At the same time, even her mother noticed the changes on her face. The wrinkles that she couldn't completely remove with cosmetic procedures before have faded a lot recently, and are almost invisible unless you look closely.

The other ladies who were playing cards with her also noticed the change in her and asked her for advice.

When Mom first said that she had only been using one toner recently, people thought she was hiding something and didn't want to tell them.

Only after Lian's mother repeatedly assured them did they reluctantly believe her words, but they all asked her to prove the truth of her words and buy a bottle for each of them.

Even the mother could only ask her daughter: "Jiajia, can you ask your friend if they still sell that toner? Your Aunt Liu and the others all want to buy it, and price isn't a problem."

"Mom, you didn't already agree to them, did you? Qingqing said this toner is hard to buy," Lian Jia muttered unhappily.

Even the mother, feeling guilty, avoided her daughter's gaze: "Oh dear, just ask first. If you really can't buy it, there's nothing we can do to force you."

“Okay, I’ll go ask, but don’t get your hopes up too high,” Lian Jia said.

She had just run out of her own and was about to ask Xia Qingqing, so she decided to ask her at the same time.

When Xia Qingqing heard Lian Jia's purpose, she initially didn't plan to sell it. After all, the effects of this product were too miraculous, and she didn't want too many people to know about it, fearing it would cause trouble.

When the time comes, she'll just pack up and leave, leaving Zhou Wei alone facing the situation.

But then she suddenly remembered that almost all her expenses during this period had been covered by Zhou Wei. Perhaps it wouldn't be bad to take this opportunity to make some money? Coincidentally, she still had quite a bit of the beauty potion she had mixed last time.

After thinking it through, Xia Qingqing said to Lian Jia, "Yes, we do have some, but not many, and they're quite expensive. I don't know if your mother's friend can accept that."

"Hey, you don't need to worry about that at all. They spend tens of thousands on a single beauty treatment, so they definitely won't care about this little bit of money," Lian Jia said confidently.

Since this is a business opportunity, the packaging can't be too simple.

Xia Qingqing specially bought a batch of exquisite little bottles without any markings. Each bottle has a capacity of 100 milliliters, and each bottle comes with a delicate little wooden box, which looks very high-end.

The name has also been changed; it's no longer called toner, but simply beauty serum.

Of course, each bottle of beauty serum is also quite expensive, costing 20,000 yuan.

Lian Jia's mother was the most generous, buying twenty bottles in one go. If Xia Qingqing hadn't said that each person could only buy a maximum of twenty bottles, she could have bought even more.

In addition, some of Mom's friends bought two bottles or three bottles, just to give it a try.

But just two days later, those people found Xia Qingqing again and bought back more than a dozen bottles in one go.

Xia Qingqing suddenly received several million yuan. She kept tens of thousands of yuan for herself for personal expenses and transferred the rest to Zhou Wei.

"No, I can't take this money," Zhou Wei immediately tried to return it to Xia Qingqing, but she stopped her hand.

Xia Qingqing said with a smile, "Weiwei, listen to me. I don't know when I'll leave. There's no use keeping this money for me. Anyway, it will end up in your hands eventually. What difference does it make if it's sooner or later?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wei's face showed visibly disappointment. In the past two months, she had gotten used to living with Qingqing and had forgotten that Xia Qingqing could leave at any time.