We arrived home quickly on the way back.

Chu Jin saw Zhong Rou, who was using a hose to water the flowers, plants, and trees around the yard.

She spread her arms wide and ran quickly over: "Auntie!"

Zhong Rou dodged her niece's hug by turning to the side, and Chu Jin hugged her up to the tree trunk.

Chu Jin pouted and said, "Auntie, I'm so enthusiastic, but you're so cold. I don't like you anymore."

Zhong Rou replied, "You're not a child anymore. What if you hit me if you charged at me so violently?"

Just then, she saw her nephew tiptoeing into the house and called out, "Chu Zhiye."

Chu Zhiye looked as if he had been caught stealing something; his raised foot hovered in the air, and he didn't dare to put it down.

"Chu Zhiye, who am I?"

"Auntie".

"Wrong!" Zhong Rou corrected her seriously, "I am your father!"

Chu Fang, who had just parked his car and walked over, said: "... ..."

Chu Zhiye slowly slowed down, a fawning smile appearing on her face: "Auntie, you're here! You should have let me know so I could have come to pick you up. I'm so sorry for neglecting you today."

"I have something urgent to attend to, and my phone is out of service, so I can't entertain you. Please make yourself at home."

After saying that, Chu Zhi also ran into the villa.

Zhong Rou watched her nephew's retreating figure and scoffed, "What a jerk!"

Seeing that his aunt didn't come up to grab him, Chu Zhi slowly let out a breath.

He wasn't afraid of anyone in the family, not even Zhong Tingyue, who held the highest position in the family. He showed more respect for his mother.

But there is only one person I'm afraid of, and that is Zhong Rou.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhong Rou really beat him up, and Zhong Rou did terrible things.

Once, Zhong Rou drove on the road without a driver's license and was caught by the traffic police. Zhong Rou put Chu Zhi in the driver's seat and insisted that he was the one driving.

At that time, Chu Zhi was only one year old, holding a milk bottle, sucking on the nipple, and looking at the traffic police with clear eyes.

At the time, it made the traffic police lose confidence.

Zhong Rou slowly withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, and saw her niece clinging to her leg.

"Chu Jin, let's play a game."

"What game?" Chu Jin looked up.

"What a fun game." Zhong Rou took out a disc and threw it forward. She said to Chu Jin, "Go, get it back for me."

Chu Jin immediately headed towards the disc.

In an instant, Gao Ruoyun ran out of the kitchen carrying a stick, gritting her teeth: "You good-for-nothing! What do you take Chu Jin for? If I don't beat you to death today, I'm not your mother."

Then a scene of mother and son fighting unfolded in the courtyard, mainly Gao Ruoyun chasing and beating Zhong Rou.

Chu Fang shook his head and asked Zhong Ping, who was just entering the room, "Dad, didn't you go play chess?"

“Those old men are terrible at chess, not even close to my level. Your dad is much better; his skills are on par with mine. It’s a shame he’s only staying in Shanghai for two days; it’s such a waste.” Zhong Ping shook his head. “When is your dad retiring?”

"It should be another ten years or so," Chu Fang replied after a moment's thought.

After getting married, Gao Ruoyun and Zhong Ping moved to Shanghai to settle down, while Chu's father had a job and hoped to work hard in his career until retirement, so he did not move to Shanghai. Chu's mother naturally lived with Chu's father.

Only during holidays would Chu's parents come to Shanghai to see their grandchildren.

"Your dad is just like that, how come he's so hardworking?" Zhong Ping sighed.

Chu Fang smiled.

Chu's father has his own ideas and beliefs. He will not forcibly change his father's lifestyle. Chu's father can do whatever he wants.

As the sun gradually set, it dyed half the sky red.

The Chu family sat together for a meal.

Zhong Rou nudged her niece: "Let's have a contest to see who can eat more. If you lose, all your New Year's money is mine. If I lose, all my New Year's money is yours. How about it?"

Chu Jin nodded: "Deal."

After saying that, she buried her head in her food. Zhong Tingyue slapped the back of her daughter's head and said, "You idiot, your aunt doesn't give you any New Year's money, and you still want to compete with her."

Chu Jin puffed out her cheeks.

I've been deceived again.

While peeling shrimp for the two children, Zhong Tingyue said, "Zhong Rou, you're a senior in college this year and starting to work. What do you want to do?"

"To be a boss," Zhong Rou replied without hesitation.

Zhong Tingyue ignored her sister's reply and said to herself, "You majored in financial engineering, which is a perfect match for your brother-in-law's company. Go work there."

Zhong Rou achieved excellent results in the college entrance examination and was admitted to Fudan University, where she chose finance, a trendy and lucrative major.

Now, three years have passed, and I've entered the internship phase.

“I’m not going,” Zhong Rou refused. “I’ve already submitted my resume and have an interview tomorrow. It’s a legitimate large investment company, not a small workshop like my brother-in-law’s.”

Zhong Tingyue said, "Your brother-in-law's company is not small either."

Money can generate more money, and this is especially evident in wealthy people.

Chu Fang initially used the investment company as an explanation for its "cheat code" function, but as the years passed, Fangzheng Investment Company grew larger and larger, gradually expanding its scale.

Money seems to grow faster the better.

“I still won’t go.” Zhong Rou still refused. “I’m going to start my own company in the future. I need to understand the ins and outs of this industry first. If I go to my brother-in-law’s company, everyone will treat me like royalty. I won’t learn anything there.”

Zhong Tingyue nodded; "Whatever you want."

As the family ate dinner and night fell, Zhong Rou flicked Chu Zhiye's forehead and said, "I still have to see Wen Qing, let's go."

After saying that, he left in a nonchalant manner.