Having transmigrated to this era, Ruan Miaomiao tried her best to avoid standing out from the crowd, fearing that she might attract attention and end up like Zhao Xiuyun and Shen Qingming, who were imprisoned and subjected to research.

Therefore, like women of this era, she had long been prepared to get married and have children.

When choosing a partner, she deliberately looked for someone less desirable than the Ruan family.

In that way, even if the other party notices something is wrong with them, they will pretend not to see it because of the Ruan family's power.

However, she never expected to be so lucky, picking the future richest man on her first try.

Moreover, this richest man is also obsessed with romance.

Now, he's actually saying something like giving me all the money and shares while he bears all the risks.

I was immediately deeply moved.

She had always thought that marriage was an exchange of interests, but now, Zhou Jingyun had truly won Ruan Miaomiao's heart through his interests.

Looking at Zhou Jingyun with a grateful expression, Ruan Miaomiao's eyes revealed genuine emotion: "Ayun, you're so good to me!"

Looking at the woman in front of him, her eyes brimming with tears of emotion, Zhou Jingyun impulsively asked the question that had been on his mind for many years:

"Miaomiao, will you... will you marry me?"

One second he was promising to give everything to Ruan Miaomiao, and the next second he was proposing. After Zhou Jingyun finished speaking, he felt that it was a bit inappropriate.

He quickly explained, "Don't worry, I'll transfer the shares, property, and money to you first, and then we'll get married. That way, all those things will be yours."

Even if something happens to me, those things will ensure you live a peaceful life!

"..."

Upon hearing Zhou Jingyun's words, Ruan Miaomiao couldn't help but think to herself: You're quite considerate!

However, Ruan Miaomiao wasn't love-struck; how could she possibly turn down the benefits she had already gained?

So, under Zhou Jingyun's expectant gaze, Ruan Miaomiao nodded and said, "Ayun, I do."

Even if you don't give me these things, I'm still willing to marry you!

Ruan Miaomiao said this against her conscience.

But, to my surprise, Zhou Jingyun actually listened to him.

A look of ecstatic joy spread across his handsome face. He picked up Ruan Miaomiao in his arms, spun her around in circles, and shouted, "Great! Great! Miaomiao is willing to marry me!!"

Touched by the man's radiant joy, Ruan Miaomiao couldn't help but think: perhaps marriage isn't as terrifying as I'd imagined...

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In Qian Province, the provincial capital, Zhao Cuihong stayed in her eldest daughter's house, helping to pick up and drop off her two younger daughters at school.

Then, when the two children came home from school, they had just entered the courtyard when they heard the gatekeeper of the residential compound call out to them.

"Sister-in-law Zhao, you're finally back! Factory Director Zhou called looking for you. It sounds like he has some good news. He sounded very happy. You should call him back quickly!"

As the security guard spoke, he pointed to the phone in his small shop and said to Zhao Cuihong.

Upon hearing the gatekeeper's words, Zhao Cuihong knew immediately that it was her youngest son looking for her.

Despite being illiterate, Zhao Cuihong managed to memorize Zhou Jingyun's office phone number and pressed the buttons repeatedly with extra force.

"Beep beep..."

After a few rings, the voice of the youngest son came from the other end of the phone.

When she answered the phone, Zhao Cuihong, as usual, asked her youngest son if he was eating well, if he was dressed warmly, if he had bought anything for Ruan Miaomiao, and how Ruan Miaomiao's health was lately.

Two and a half minutes had passed after the tug-of-war.

At this point, Zhao Cuihong realized that she was making a roaming call, which was very expensive. She immediately asked her son what he wanted to call.

Upon hearing that Ruan Miaomiao had agreed to marry her youngest son, Zhao Cuihong was overjoyed. She danced with delight in the small shop, constantly asking about the details of the engagement, what she needed to prepare, whether there was anything she should be aware of regarding the Ruan family, and what the engagement customs were in Haicheng...

Three minutes passed after the questioning was finished.

In 1982, landline telephones were not cheap. Ordinary households had to wait one or two years to install one and also had to pay a large installation fee.

The landline phone at the entrance of the family compound of the Provincial Pharmaceutical Factory was obtained through Zhou Jingyun's connections. It was a benefit that the Provincial Pharmaceutical Factory helped its employees get, and they paid more than 5,000 yuan for the installation.

In addition to the installation fee, there is an extra monthly rental fee of five yuan.

To prevent employees' family members from abusing landline telephone resources, the pharmaceutical factory stipulated that each call, regardless of duration, would incur a charge of one cent.

Making a phone call within the city costs five cents per minute.

Calls within the province will cost one cent per minute.

Calls outside the province cost 15 cents per minute.

Zhao Cuihong spoke with Zhou Jingyun for a total of five and a half minutes, but if you charge six minutes, that's ninety cents.

When Zhao Cuihong pulled out nine cents from her pocket, her lips twitched with heartache: pork only costs seven cents a pound, nine cents could buy more than a pound of pork!

However, when she thought of the good news her youngest son had told her, her heartache vanished. She took one of her eldest son's two daughters by the hand and hurried home.

When they arrived home, Zhou Jianjun was busy steaming rice in a bamboo steamer.

The bluish flames in the honeycomb briquette stove licked the bottom of the aluminum pot, and the bubbling boiling water turned into wisps of hot steam that floated out of the pot.

Zhou Jianjun was holding a clean bowl with two beaten eggs in it, and he was putting them on top of the cornmeal in the steamer.

Seeing Zhao Cuihong lead two maids into the room, Zhou Jianjun narrowed his eyes and said to the two maids in a kind and friendly manner, "Oh, Grandpa's good granddaughter is back."

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