Although they are about to get married, the two have only held hands briefly and have not yet kissed.
Ruan Jizhou always respected her and didn't easily disrupt the rhythm between the two of them.
Lu Zhiwei saw through Ruan Jizhou's thoughts.
She slowly closed her eyes, without refusing.
Since you feel you want to walk through the rest of your lives together.
There is nothing wrong with giving oneself and one's heart.
After congratulating Ruan Qin, Shen Jinmo led Song Anran to the rest area.
Seeing the two people about to kiss.
A surge of jealousy welled up in his chest, engulfing his reason.
He quickened his pace and rushed over, trying to stop him.
Song Anran reached out and grabbed his wrist: "They're getting married soon, isn't it normal to kiss? Mr. Shen, you should be mindful of your status."
"Is it any of your business?" Shen Jingmo forcefully shook off Song Anran's hand and insisted on rushing over.
Before he could even speak to stop them, a heavy voice shattered the peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.
"Zhou Yan!"
The voice was extremely imposing and authoritative.
Upon hearing this, Ruan Jizhou instinctively flinched.
He released Lu Zhiwei's shoulder and slowly turned his head.
Zhou's father, Zhou Zhengting, stood behind them with a stern face, like a strict parent catching their child from early romance.
Lu Zhiwei coughed lightly and immediately stood up from the recliner: "Uncle."
"Weiwei, don't blame your uncle for being nosy. You're pregnant now, so try to keep Yan'er away from you. Young people are hot-blooded and don't know their limits. For the sake of the baby, try to be patient."
These words were spoken.
Both Lu Zhiwei and Ruan Jizhou blushed unnaturally.
"I understand, Uncle." Lu Zhiwei nodded.
Ruan Jizhou bit his lip, his mood ruined, and felt a little aggrieved: "Dad, this is a matter between us young people. You're meddling too much. Besides, you've taught me to be steady and composed since I was little. I know what's important. It's just a kiss, why are you making it sound like we've committed a crime?"
"She's carrying the eldest grandson of the Zhou family, how can you do such a thing? Go and help your mother entertain the guests."
Zhou Zhengting has always been the undisputed leader in the Zhou family, and he is especially strict with his son Zhou Yan. From a young age, Zhou Yan was trained to be sensible and obedient, and to never deviate from the rules of the wealthy family.
After graduation, instead of taking over the management of Zhou's Pharmaceuticals, he plunged headlong into the entertainment industry, which he was interested in. This was the first time he had disobeyed his father, Zhou.
The father-son relationship had been strained for several years, only easing up in the last two years.
The happiest person about the two not getting married was Shen Jinmo.
His figure, which had stopped not far away, slowly turned around, went to the seaside, and enjoyed a cigarette to relax.
Jiang Jingyu sat with Ruan Qin on a beach chair, enjoying tea. Ruan Qin was a laid-back person; after spending so many years in the sanatorium, she was quite carefree, enjoying the sea breeze.
Jiang Jingyu's mouth never stopped for a moment: "I have to remind you, I've been Lu Zhiwei's mother-in-law for three years, and I know very well what kind of daughter-in-law she is. She's cold-blooded, ruthless, has a strange temper, and is extremely ambitious. She's not someone to mess with."
You'd better talk to Lao Zhou and have her draft a prenuptial agreement beforehand, so she doesn't end up like my son, getting swindled out of a billion yuan and that villa in Shuiyun Bay.
Ruan Qin wasn't actually close to Jiang Jingyu; it was just that their families were old friends, and the two girls, who were about the same age, grew up together in wealthy circles. Later, one married into the Zhou family and the other into the Shen family, and the two families maintained a close relationship.
Therefore, everyone thought that the two of them were best friends who could talk about anything.
Only Ruan Qin knew very well that she disliked Jiang Jingyu, this domineering and mean-spirited woman.
In the past, when Jiang Jingyu complained about Lu Zhiwei, she had no right to interfere.
But since Lu Zhiwei was her future daughter-in-law, she couldn't stand hearing those words.
"In the divorce property division, your son is the one at fault. Logically speaking, your son should leave with nothing. Our Zhou family has an open-minded family tradition and does not need premarital property to bind our future daughter-in-law."
Furthermore, the Lu family's power surpasses that of the Zhou family. She now controls the Lu family conglomerate. If this marriage is any indication, it's my son who's marrying above his station, and the entire Zhou family is marrying above their station. It's more likely she'll sign a prenuptial agreement for my son."
A few words from her made Jiang Jingyu's chest rise with an inexplicable anger: "Hey, Ruan Qin, I'm doing this for your own good. I was her mother-in-law for several years, and I know what kind of person she is. Why don't you appreciate it?"
“Today is my birthday. If you really cared about me, you shouldn’t have said these things that spoil my mood. The fact that she couldn’t spend her life with Mo’er is also a sign that you, as her mother-in-law, are incompetent,” Ruan Qin said slowly.
His gentle tone was like a needle hidden in cotton.
Jiang Jingyu's face grew increasingly grim: "I shouldn't have come today."
"Then you should go back and rest first. Today's barbecue party is because the young people like me, so I decided to celebrate my birthday in this way. Don't force the older generation to not like it."
Jiang Jingyu was completely enraged. She didn't even eat dinner and left with a dark expression.
The barbecue was served, and everyone sat around the square table, with the sea behind them and the sand beneath their feet, drinking and chatting happily.
Ruan Qin felt as if she had become younger again.
After finishing a skewer, Lu Zhiwei looked at the bamboo stick in her hand and suddenly had an idea: "Auntie, I've heard that you were a very good art teacher before. I wonder if I would have the opportunity to learn from you?"
Looking back on her time teaching and nurturing students, Ruan Qin's face is always filled with a contented smile.
"I've heard so much about your painting skills, how could I possibly teach you?" Ruan Qin modestly declined.
Ruan Jizhou chimed in, "Mom, Weiwei just wants to see what her future mother-in-law is like, so just grant her wish."
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