When it comes to making money, Zhou Mingli once had an argument with Jiang Ci.
It happened shortly after they got married.
Jiang Ci has always been flamboyant and extremely wealthy, and countless people try to curry favor with her, hoping to catch the wealth that flows through her fingers.
Therefore, Jiang Ci was always followed by a large group of people wherever he went.
Jiang Ci's sudden marriage left many friends puzzled as to why she would choose to get married so early when she had such a promising future.
Isn't marriage a burden for her?
As it turns out, Jiang Ci continued to live her life as she pleased after getting married. Whenever she had free time, she was always surrounded by a group of people.
At that time, he made a mistake in etiquette at the banquet, and Jiang Ci taught him personally at home all day. Zhou Mingli learned with embarrassment and seriousness. Because he did not want to disappoint Jiang Ci, he always studied diligently without saying a word.
Jiang Ci smiled at him, raising her eyebrows and praising him generously, "Isn't this a great learning experience? Zhou Mingli, why do you always have to lower your head? You won't see opportunities if you keep your head down when facing business partners."
Jiang Ci approached him, raised her index finger to lift his chin, and made him look at her.
She was too close, and a faint yet non-aggressive fragrance wafted from her body, making it impossible for Zhou Mingli to concentrate. His back was tense, and his eyes, hands, limbs, and internal organs felt numb from the electric current.
Their breaths were so close, and her face, though unadorned, was still clean and radiant.
He dared not look at Jiang Ci, unsure where to look.
Zhou Mingli heard Jiang Ci's meaningful laugh and felt her neatly trimmed fingertips brush against his chin and down to his throat, her fingertips touching his Adam's apple, which was bobbing up and down against his will.
"Zhou Mingli, from now on, you are not allowed to bow your head to anyone, understand?"
She quickly withdrew her hand, like a wisp of wind he was about to catch, swirling in front of him before drifting away lightly.
The surroundings were empty; Jiang Ci was nowhere to be seen. Zhou Mingli slumped onto the single sofa, stretched his long legs forward, and covered his face with his large, slender, and well-defined hands.
He closed his eyes, his Adam's apple still bobbing.
Her ears turned bright red.
Plop, plop.
Damn it.
His heart rate must have exceeded 120.
The initial awkwardness between the two was thus eased.
To prove that Jiang Ci's training of him was successful, Jiang Ci once again took him to a small party, where all the people present were Jiang Ci's friends.
Jiang Ci took his hand and, in a good mood, introduced him to her friends.
Zhou Mingli lived up to his status as a top student from a leading university in China, mastering everything Jiang Ci taught him. Everyone who saw him would praise the couple, saying they were a perfect match, both talented and beautiful.
During a casual conversation at the dinner table, someone mentioned a mutual friend who said that after his family went bankrupt, he started a business and earned nearly 500,000 yuan, which he then proudly showed off on his social media.
For Zhou Mingli, 500,000 yuan was a sum that, after deducting his tuition, living expenses, and other miscellaneous costs for several years of high school and university, would leave him with a considerable amount of money.
For those involved in this game, the smallest number might just be a bottle of wine on the dinner table, a bag, or the smallest chip in an Australian gambling game.
Those present then shared their opinions.
"It's a good thing he left our circle, otherwise I would be embarrassed to say that he is my friend."
"I can't believe he dares to brag about earning just 500,000."
The disdain and contempt in his words were almost overflowing.
"At least they made some money, right?" someone turned the conversation to Jiang Ci. "Miss, what do you think?"
Jiang Ci remained calm and casually asked, "Does he make 500,000 a day?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "How could that be? It's been more than half a year!"
"As expected of Miss Jiang, only someone who earns 500,000 a day can catch your eye!"
The laughter sounded particularly jarring to Zhou Mingli, making him feel completely out of place at the lively dinner party.
When he got back to rest that night, Jiang Ci patted him on the shoulder and said, "You did a great job today, keep it up!"
Zhou Mingli looked at Jiang Ci quietly, then suddenly spoke, "Jiang Ci, do you look down on me?"
Jiang Ci frowned slightly. "What are you talking about?"
"The most I've ever earned in a month is thirteen thousand, which isn't even enough to buy the milk you drink for breakfast, let alone be friends with you." Zhou Mingli loosened his tie, his voice sharp with undisguised frustration. "That's why you went to all that trouble to teach me those manners..."
Jiang Ci's emotions vanished, and she looked at him coldly and condescendingly, "Zhou Mingli, it's your own business if you want to wallow in self-pity, don't drag me into everything."
"Is the reason you can't make money because of me? Zhou Mingli, even if I do nothing, I still get tens of millions in dividends every month. If you want to compare yourself to me, you might as well be reborn."
Jiang Ci seemed too lazy to pay attention to his erratic behavior and turned to leave.
Twenty-four-year-old Zhou Mingli was sensitive and sharp-witted as he entered a class with a world of difference, and he was covered in thorns. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he quickly stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder.
"Yes, you were born into a better family than most people. If you were born like me, forget about making money, you'd probably struggle to even survive..."
"Smack!"
Jiang Ci slapped him hard, her eyes icy cold, freezing his heart inch by inch.
“Zhou Mingli, let me make this clear: we got married because of business. I never need your empathy. If I hear you say something like that again, get out of here. Get as far away as you can and don’t come near me.”
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