The two had a good relationship, and the counselor felt there was nothing to hide, so she told her colleague the whole story.

His colleague looked unconvinced. He had personally seen Su Qingjiao shopping at the mall and using a black card. He had also heard her say that Zhou Yizhong's nanny's son was living in her house.

The colleague shook his head: "The more Zhou Yi tries to prove he's not poor, the more I feel it's a sign of insecurity."

"Think about it, if you were really rich, would you need to go out of your way to prove it?"

"Besides, how could a maid dare to impersonate her employer's mother? If her colleagues found out, her reputation would be ruined. Who would risk their entire life's reputation for such a joke?"

The counselor fell silent. He felt that Zhou Yi wasn't that kind of person, but after hearing his colleague's analysis, he was somewhat confused.

No, that's not right. He should trust his students!

He immediately spoke up for Zhou Yi: "The imposter's tone sounded very real to me, so it shouldn't be fake."

"After all, she admitted it herself."

A colleague patted the counselor on the shoulder earnestly: "Why don't you watch some live streams in your spare time?"

“You can see anything online these days. Even if this were to happen on a live stream, it would still be considered bizarre.”

"What you're saying is actually easy to understand. After Zhou Yi heard from you that his mother came to the school, he felt that the persona he had been cultivating was ruined."

"He then angrily went back to his employer's house to find his mother, and somehow managed to get his mother to cooperate with him in this charade."

“I can imagine Zhou Yi’s mother crying sadly in front of you. She is really helpless because her son does not acknowledge her as his mother and forces her to lie to the teacher.”

"I think Zhou Yi's mother must have cried very sadly at the time. After all, it really hurts to cut flesh with a dull knife, and it was her son who was cutting her flesh with a dull knife."

The counselor's heart sank into despair at his colleague's words. He suddenly remembered the woman who had been crying so hard while secretly glancing at her phone in fear.

No, your colleague is definitely overthinking it.

Zhou Yi seems like a good kid, how could anyone lie to him like that?

“Impossible. Zhou Yi isn’t that kind of person. He will prove himself.” The counselor explained with pursed lips. He had reserved his trust in his student. He couldn’t let the student misunderstand him once, or it would hurt him deeply.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yi hung up the phone.

Su's mother thought everything was fine and looked at Zhou Yi expectantly.

"Young Master Zhou, look, I've honestly confessed to the counselor."

"Could you give me...?"

Zhou Yi turned around and sat on the sofa, looking calmly at Su's mother, clearly seeing the greed in her eyes.

Does this woman think she'll get a reward for telling the teacher the truth?

But considering how thick-skinned this woman is, it's normal for her to think that way.

"Call Steward Cao over."

Zhou Yi's voice echoed in the empty living room.

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, the other servants who were working quickly informed Butler Cao via walkie-talkie.

Not long after, Butler Cao entered the living room, his face full of humility and respect.

"Young Master."

When Su's mother heard that Steward Cao was coming, she stood up hesitantly. As soon as she stood up, her whole body ached so much that she gasped for breath, but when she saw Steward Cao, her eyes lit up. She was just waiting for Zhou Yi to give her a reward in front of Steward Cao.

And Zhou Yi lived up to expectations, slowly opening his mouth:

"she,"

He glanced in the direction of Su's mother.

Su's mother immediately straightened her back and raised her head, her face red and swollen, and listened attentively with an indescribable smugness on her face.

Butler Cao looked at Su's mother with suspicion, and seeing her smug face, he suppressed the urge to roll his eyes.

"Clean out that small coffin room next to the basement for her to live in."

“From now on, she will eat alone and not at the same table as you. The food will be the same as what you ate in the 1960s and 70s. She can eat whatever she wants.”

"Watch her tidy up the room later. Don't let her take any of those designer bags and jewelry. These are all compensation she gave to the Zhou family for free." So when it comes time to settle accounts, all the money spent will still have to be repaid to the Zhou family.

Su's mother stared wide-eyed in disbelief, too shocked to speak.

Shouldn't she be rewarded?

Why are they still letting her live in the basement storage room?

That room, less than five square meters, was so small you could bump into the wall if you turned around. Because it was used to store miscellaneous items, it didn't have windows. Once the door was closed, it was just like a solitary confinement cell in a prison.

"Young Master Zhou, didn't you say you would forgive me as long as I told the truth?"

Su's mother felt deceived and her hands trembled slightly with anger. She wanted to confront him, but then she remembered that Zhou Yi was no longer the Zhou Yi she used to be able to boss around.

Her eyes welled up with tears of anger, and her heart bled when she heard that she couldn't take the jewelry.

Zhou Yi's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he said in a low voice, "Did I say that?"

Su's mother looked at Zhou Yi in surprise, then suddenly realized what was going on.

yes.

Zhou Yi never said that sentence from beginning to end.

She thought that as long as she honestly admitted her mistakes, Zhou Yi would forgive and forget.

Remembering what Zhou Yi said, he could give her these designer brands, and he could easily take them back as well.

Su's mother felt a chill creep up from the soles of her feet, but her heart sank slowly.

When did Zhou Yi become so tough?

It seems like everything is starting to get out of control.

Butler Cao gave Su's mother a complicated look, pondered for a moment, and said, "The standard in the 1970s, that would be rice made with bran and wild vegetables mixed with sand."

"Rice is easy to find. Just go to the market and buy the kind of dark rice that chickens eat."

"It's just that wild vegetables are a bit hard to find now, with cities everywhere... Young master, I'll go to the market and see if anyone has any vegetable leaves for feeding rabbits, that should work too."

"As for clothes, I can only send someone to rummage through the trash cans. These are all we have, and they're even better than what we wore in the 70s. She got a good deal."

"The work she does needs to be changed. Those were incredibly tough times; everyone worked day and night on the farm. There's a plot of land outside the villa; let her plow it in the morning and..."

Su's mother glared hatefully at Steward Cao. When she heard that Steward Cao was feeding her chicken rice and rabbit leafy greens and making her do hard work, her face turned ashen, pale, and fearful.

Zhou Yi nodded upon hearing this, smiling as if he were asking Su's mother a question, but he didn't allow Su's mother to refuse.

"Is this to your liking now?"

“You like to pretend to be poor, you like to pretend to be a poor rural woman, then as your master, I will of course do as you wish.”

"You're welcome. You deserve it."

Upon hearing this, Su's mother trembled violently, as if a fire was about to burst forth from her chest.

She felt frustrated and wanted to refuse verbally, but when she saw Zhou Yi's calm and unwavering gaze, a cold sweat broke out on her back.