However, Zhao Lizi had never cared about money. As long as her daughter had a bright future, could marry an outstanding person, and lived a happy life, she felt that everything was worth it.
Now, Zhou Manchun had found a very good boyfriend, but Zhao Lizi began to worry. She was always unwilling to let Zhou Manchun marry into a rich family.
Being a rich family was not as beautiful as it seemed on the surface. More often than not, there were hidden troubles.
In recent years, Zhou's Group had an annual income of more than 30 million yuan. Compared with JS International's income in a day, it was simply a drop in the bucket. Zhao Lizi was worried that her daughter would not be able to withstand the pressure of public opinion after marrying Jin Beisen. Moreover, she knew nothing about the Jin family. The Jin family was a member of the upper class, and they, the ordinary middle class, were simply incomparable.
Zhao Lizi recalled Jin Beisen's face. She felt that it was a little familiar, but she couldn't tell where she had seen it.
"Xiaochun, do you think Jin Beisen looks familiar?" Zhao Lizi suddenly asked.
Zhou Manchun had just finished peeling the prawns. Her lips curled into a bright smile. "It's familiar."
"No, I mean, don't you think he looks familiar? I seem to have seen him somewhere, but I can't remember. "
"That's normal. Beisen often appears in magazines or newspapers." Zhou Manchun didn't think much of it. She felt that her mother must have seen Jin Beisen in a magazine.
Zhao Lizi shook her head. The fragments of her memory had been surging wildly. In the past few years, her memory had become worse and worse. She couldn't remember a lot of things in the past.
At dinner, Zhou Tinghao was full of praise for Jin Beisen, and the two chatted happily.
"Ah Zi, let me tell you, Beisen's chess skills are so good that I almost lost to him." Zhou Tinghao smiled and took a sip of white wine, then said happily.
Zhao Lizi said helplessly, "How do you know that he didn't deliberately give in to you? Look at how happy you are. "
"No, I won't. Uncle's chess skills are much better than mine. I have to learn more." Jin Beisen said modestly. He was very likable.
Zhou Manchun raised her head and glanced at him, thinking that it was no wonder so many women fell for Jin Beisen's suit pants. When he was serious, he was really charming.
Zhou Tinghao was flattered by Jin Beisen, and his heart was sweeter than eating honey. He quickly raised his glass and clinked glasses with Jin Beisen. Zhou Tinghao's favorite drink was white wine. Today, Jin Beisen not only played chess with him, but also drank with him. Zhou Tinghao felt very happy.
"Dad, how many rounds did you win against Beisen?" Zhou Manchun also asked with a smile.
"We've played three rounds. I've won two, and we've tied in the last round." Zhou Tinghao said proudly, as if it was a glorious thing to win against Jin Beisen in chess.
Zhou Manchun smiled and said nothing. She continued to eat. She wondered if her mother was right. Jin Beisen must have lost.
"Uncle's chess skills are good. Let's continue to learn from each other next time." Jin Beisen also said happily.
Everyone had a good time during the meal.
Jin Beisen was forced to drink a lot by Zhou Tinghao. Maybe it was because he was in a good mood today, so he was not drunk.
When they were about to leave, Zhao Lizi stopped Zhou Manchun.
"Xiaochun, come with me. I have something for you." Zhao Lizi said expressionlessly, but in her heart, she was very reluctant to let her daughter leave with Jin Beisen.
"En, okay. Nana, pour a cup of hot water for Beisen." Zhou Manchun saw that Jin Beisen's face was a little red. He probably drank too much.
Jin Beisen looked up and smiled at her.
Walking into the bedroom, Zhao Lizi pulled Zhou Manchun to the dressing cabinet. She opened the drawer and took out a beautiful box inlaid with jewels.
Zhou Manchun knew this box. This box was Zhao Lizi's dowry. She was older than her.
"Xiaochun, tell me. Will you break up with Jin Beisen?" There was a flash of sadness in Zhao Lizi's eyes. In the bright master bedroom, the atmosphere suddenly became a little oppressive.
Zhou Manchun bit her lips and then quickly parted them. She didn't know how to answer.
"Mom, I haven't thought about the future. Maybe it will, maybe it won't. Who knows?" Zhou Manchun just smiled gently.
"I don't object to you being with him for the time being, but you must take precautions. You can't be pregnant with his child without getting married. Do you understand?" Zhao Lizi sighed sadly. Her heart was very heavy.
When her daughter grew up, she would become someone else's wife sooner or later. Sooner or later, she would marry into someone else's family. It was just a matter of time.
Zhou Manchun's eyes were full of smiles. Her thin lips curled up slightly. She nodded obediently. "En, Mom, I understand."
"His family will look down on you if you get married because you have a child, so you must take precautions with him. Also, don't take the pill. It's very harmful to your body." Zhao Lizi looked at Zhou Manchun and said with a heartache.
Zhou Manchun looked at Zhao Lizi's expectant eyes. Her heart was a little sour. Her mother had a sharp tongue, but she was more soft-hearted than anyone else.
Zhou Manchun also felt how harmful it was to take the pill. Her period was a mess, but in order not to win the lottery, she had to take the pill. She didn't dare to tell Jin Beisen about it. She was afraid that Jin Beisen would be angry.
"This is a protective talisman that I got from the temple a few days ago. You can wear it when you go out. It can protect you." Zhao Lizi took out a yellow protective talisman from the box. Her eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked at Zhou Manchun lovingly.
"Mom … keep this for yourself. I'll be fine." Zhou Manchun couldn't suppress the sourness in her heart. The tip of her nose instantly felt bitter. Tears lingered in her eyes, making her want to cry.
"Silly girl, I got this especially for you. Mom has it." Zhao Lizi touched Zhou Manchun's hand. She felt that she had lost some weight recently. Her heart ached.
Zhou Manchun's vision was blocked by a dense fog. It gradually became blurry. She couldn't even see the reluctance in Zhao Lizi's eyes.
She reached out and touched her eyes twice. Zhou Manchun wiped away her tears, but her eyes were still red.
Zhao Lizi was a superstitious person. It was the middle of July, the Ghost Festival, so she went to the temple to ask for a protective talisman. That day, she got up at six in the morning and drove to the temple alone to listen to the monk chant scriptures. She knelt on the ground. The monk chanted for almost five hours before giving her the protective talisman.
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