Zhou Jingyao enthusiastically recounted her morning experiences, her eyes sparkling.
Mrs. Zhou couldn't help laughing after hearing this. She stretched out her finger and gently tapped Zhou Jingyao's forehead, saying jokingly:
"Oh, our little greedy cat said it was delicious, so this dish must taste quite good. When your father comes back later, I will make sure he has a good taste."
The mother and daughter chatted intimately like this, and before they knew it, quite a while had passed.
Suddenly, Mrs. Zhou's eyes were attracted by the neatly arranged box of little gadgets. Her eyes flickered and she asked curiously, "Wow! These little gadgets of yours look quite novel."
After hearing her mother's words, Zhou Jingyao's fair and delicate cheeks instantly turned red, as beautiful as the first blooming peach blossoms in spring.
She lowered her head slightly and replied shyly, "Well...it's really nice. This was given to me by a good friend."
At this moment, Mrs. Zhou suddenly raised her hand slightly, and all the servants around her retreated.
After everyone left, Mrs. Zhou slowly took Zhou Jingyao's hand, her eyes full of tenderness and love.
In fact, she has always sincerely raised and loved Zhou Jingyao as her own daughter.
Jingyao's biological mother died shortly after giving birth to her. The general could not bear to see his only daughter lose her mother's love at an early age, so he took the two-month-old girl to his side and raised her personally.
At the beginning, she was somewhat reluctant, but as time passed, she developed feelings for this cute and well-behaved child, and before she knew it, fifteen years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Mrs. Zhou looked at the graceful and charming Zhou Jingyao in front of her, and she said with joy: "My Jingyao is about to grow up. In a few months, you will have your coming-of-age ceremony.
When that time comes, mother will carefully select a husband for you, and will surely make our Jingyao live a happy and fulfilling life."
However, Zhou Jingyao hugged Madam Zhou's arm tightly and started to act coquettishly: "Oh, mother, I don't want to get married. I just want to be with you and father for the rest of my life and be your sweet little cotton-padded jacket forever."
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhou couldn't help laughing. She tapped Zhou Jingyao's nose with her finger and said in a teasing yet meaningful tone:
"Silly child, don't talk nonsense! How can a woman not marry? Look, there's already a man trying to win Jingyao's heart!"
Zhou Jingyao knew very well that her mother must have known about Shen Xiujin's gift to her. At this moment, she lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, and was unable to utter a word.
Madam Zhou gently stroked Zhou Jingyao's soft long hair, and couldn't help but sigh deeply, and said earnestly: "Oh! My dear daughter Jingyao, it's not that mother doesn't like Shen Xiujin.
After all, my mother was also someone who had come from a young age. Although there were rumors outside that Shen Xiujin was a chaste man who did not like women, these were just rumors.
Think about it carefully, what man would be like him, who is already in his twenties and still have no woman by his side? Who knows if he is really as the rumors say?
You know, his father was a famous playboy in the capital, a completely unruly playboy. Because of this, no woman in the capital was willing to marry him, so he..."
Hearing this, Zhou Jingyao nodded slightly, indicating that she agreed with what her mother said, and then she hurriedly defended herself:
"Mother, I understand all of this! But Shen Xiujin is truly outstanding. I've met him several times, and he's always so gentle and elegant. He doesn't look like his father at all."
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