Chapter 124 Faster than Sichuan Opera Face Changing
As June arrived, the weather grew hotter and hotter. Zhou Mingshi was away on a business trip, and Lin Yi'an was also very busy. She spent her mornings at the TCM clinic and her afternoons studying under Master Qian. She would come back on weekends to spend time with her elders.
Zhou Mingyuan and his wife moved out, and Zhou Jia lived alone in the villa next door. Yu Minhua arranged for two older maids to take care of her, and she ate there almost every day.
Lin Yi'an wasn't very close to her, but they could occasionally exchange a few words. From her, he heard a lot of gossip about the Sun family and her third brother and sister-in-law.
For example, her cousin Sun Caijie was discharged from the hospital because the hospital was too expensive and his family could no longer afford the medical expenses. He only needed to go for treatment every day.
For example, her mother has almost spent all her money, and now her third brother is paying for the family's living expenses. Her mother no longer says that her sister-in-law's family background is bad, let alone that her sister-in-law's parents cheated her third brother out of money.
For example, her third sister-in-law gave birth to a beautiful niece who inherited all the best features of her parents. Her third brother and sister-in-law are now debating whose surname the niece should take...
At this point, Zhou Jia glanced at her grandparents. Seeing that they had no reaction, she sighed inwardly. It seemed that her grandparents really didn't intend to care about her third brother and sister-in-law anymore. They didn't even react when they heard that her third sister-in-law had given birth to a little niece.
She clearly remembered how happy her grandparents were when her sister-in-law gave birth to her nephew. They generously transferred 50 million yuan in cash to her sister-in-law and also gave her a set of jewelry.
As for the eldest nephew, he received a whole host of things: real estate, stocks, shops, cars...
When it came to my niece, not only was there nothing, but my grandparents didn't even blink when they heard that my niece was born. This shows how deeply my third brother and sister-in-law had offended my grandparents.
She wanted to say something, but remembering her third sister-in-law's words that the baby was born and they weren't allowed to call him great-grandfather or great-grandmother, she swallowed her words. Although she felt sorry for her little niece, she also felt sorry for her grandparents. Even though her grandparents favored her second brother and sister-in-law, they still gave them what they were entitled to. It wasn't their fault.
Yu Minhua looked at her granddaughter and said, "Your great-grandfather's son, Mingyu, is abroad. Why don't you go abroad to study? Your eldest cousin will take care of you."
Zhou Jia was stunned.
Yu Minhua said slowly, "Your grandfather and I are getting old. As for your parents, do you think they can support you? Or do you think that when you find a husband, his family can support you?"
Zhou Jia lowered her head.
Yu Minhua earnestly advised: "Go abroad for a few years of further study, and when you come back, you can start your own business. Your grandfather has some private property under his name. Let him give you a share, and you can manage it yourself. No matter what your plans are, you must have the ability to live independently. Otherwise, no matter how much assets you are given, you will not be able to keep them."
Zhou Jia looked at her, her eyes filled with tears. Her grandparents hadn't given up on her.
Yu Minhua: "Think it over carefully, and let me know when you've made up your mind so I can make arrangements for you."
Zhou Jia went to her mother's place with a heavy heart.
Sun Yurong has been quite annoyed these days. When Zhou Mingyang's son was born, Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou gave so many gifts, but after her granddaughter was born, the two old folks didn't even react. This is too biased.
She couldn't help but mutter, "If it were a son, your grandparents definitely wouldn't be so indifferent."
Zhou Mingyuan frowned: "Mom, what are you saying? What's wrong with your daughter?"
Seeing that her son was angry, Sun Yurong quickly said, "Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore."
She still depends on her son for a living and dares not offend him; she can only do whatever he says.
When Zhou Jia arrived, the mother and son were arguing. Seeing her, Sun Yurong smiled and said, "Jiajia's here?"
Zhou Jia handed the things she bought for her little niece to her brother, Zhou Mingyuan. When he saw the gifts, a smile appeared on his face: "Jiajia is becoming more and more sensible."
Zhou Jia twitched the corners of her mouth. She was a little annoyed with her third brother and sister-in-law, but that didn't stop her from liking her little niece. She wasn't buying things because of her third brother and sister-in-law; she just wanted to buy things for her little niece. She said, "Mom, Grandpa and Grandma are planning to send me abroad to study. After thinking about it, I've decided to go."
Zhou Mingyuan suddenly looked at her: "Did Grandpa and Grandma say that?"
Zhou Jia: "My parents don't care about me anymore, and you have your own little family now. I have to be independent. My grandparents are thinking of me, so it's right to listen to them."
Zhou Mingyuan's expression was complicated: "Do your grandparents like you a lot now?"
Zhou Jia: "You've all moved away. It's too lonely for me to live alone in such a big villa. I go there to keep my grandparents company every day. I'm their granddaughter. As long as I don't do anything out of line, they'll like me."
Zhou Mingyuan didn't say anything more. His grandparents weren't as sexist as his mother had said. But after his daughter was born, not only did they not ask about her, but even his father didn't come to see his granddaughter. At this moment, he realized that his grandparents and father really didn't intend to care about him or his daughter anymore.
Sun Yurong laughed and sat down next to her daughter: "This is a good thing. It's always good to learn more, no matter what. If I had a higher degree back then, I wouldn't have..."
She didn't say anything more, but Zhou Mingyuan and Zhou Jia both understood the implication in her words.
In the elegant study of Lanting, after washing up, Lin Yi'an sat on the bed reading. She had skimmed through the book her master had given her last time, and now she was reading it for the second time.
More than an hour later, just as I was getting ready to go to sleep, my phone rang.
She opened the message and saw it was from Assistant Chen: "Madam, President Zhou hasn't eaten yet."
Lin Yi'an glanced at the time; it was almost ten o'clock: "...I'll call him."
Assistant Chen: "Mr. Zhou is still talking to someone about work. His wife will call him again in twenty minutes."
During this business trip, President Zhou was in a bad mood, and as his personal assistant, he naturally knew why.
During the last business trip, before his wife had formally become Qian Lao's student, and since President Zhou wasn't very busy, the two would talk on the phone for half an hour every night.
After Madam became Qian Lao's apprentice, she had to go to the TCM clinic and complete the tasks assigned by Qian Lao. She was very busy every day. President Zhou was also very busy. Every night after finishing his work, he would return to the hotel very late. He didn't want to disturb Madam's rest. The two of them hadn't sat down to have a proper talk for several days, so he got annoyed.
Lin Yi'an smiled and said after seeing his reply.
Twenty minutes later, she received a message from Assistant Chen: "Madam, President Zhou is resting."
Lin Yi'an didn't reply to him again, and directly dialed Zhou Mingshi's number.
Zhou Mingshi was resting on the sofa when the phone on the table next to him rang. He frowned impatiently and said, "Why is someone calling so late? Let's see who it is."
Assistant Chen walked over, picked up his phone, and said with a smile, "It's Madam calling."
Then he saw the man who had been impatient just moments before soften his expression instantly, faster than a Sichuan opera face-changing act.
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