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Chapter 492

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Jing Zhixin chuckled, but what he meant was simple: he wanted Qin Chu to be more tolerant of Huo Mien.

Qin Chu was glad that this brother-in-law of his wasn't a useless second-generation heir who lived off his parents' family.

Although he was young, he was very mature and loved his sister very much.

"Don't worry, I will never hurt her." Qin Chu gave Zhixin a promise between men.

"Brother-in-law … I haven't thanked you yet. Although you didn't say anything, the school took care of me and gave me a scholarship. They gave me all the benefits first. I know it must be because of you. Did you talk to the school?" Jing Zhixin asked as he scratched the back of his head.

Qin Chu didn't answer his question directly. Instead, he asked, "Zhixin, what are your plans after graduation?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, but I have to find a job first and make money to help my sister support this family."

Qin Chu nodded in approval. "What major do you want to pursue? Let me know when the time comes. GK has many subsidiaries, and there's bound to be one that suits you. You can start from the bottom and learn a lot. When the time is right, you can come to the headquarters and help me. Of course, this is only my invitation and suggestion, it's up to you."

"Can I really go to GK?" Jing Zhixin was a bit surprised.

"Of course, you're Huo Mien's little brother, which means you're my little brother. It's our family business, so of course you have to come."

Before Jing Zhixin could say anything, Huo Mian walked in from outside, her hands dripping wet …

"What are you talking about? You look so excited." She asked with a smile.

"Nothing, it's just that Zhixin told me not to bully you anymore," Qin Chu said.

"Haha, don't worry, you little brat. Your sister is so fierce, no one will bully me. I'm the only one who can bully others."

Huo Mien patted Jing Zhixin's head dotingly, the love of a sister for her little brother was written all over her face.

After working for more than an hour, Huo Mien helped his mother cook eight dishes.

They were all Huo Mien's favorite dishes: braised pork ribs, soy sauce pork trotters, spicy codfish, bitter melon fried eggs, homemade sausages, salted prawns, pine nut corn, green pepper pork liver, hibiscus soup … almost all of them were Huo Mien's favorite dishes.

"Mommy, you're so biased. You're making all of my sister's favorite food," Jing Zhixin taunted on purpose.

"I just did it casually." Yang Meirong immediately denied.

Huo Mien picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in Qin Chu's bowl. "Try this. It's my mom's best dish. No one can make it as good as this, not even the chefs of five-star hotels."

Qin Chu picked up a piece of rib and took a small bite. After chewing for a long time, he finally said slowly, "Auntie Yang's cooking is really good."

"Brother-in-law, it's not right to call her 'Auntie'. Shouldn't you call her 'Mom'?" Jing Zhixin purposely said, trying to close the distance between Qin Chu and Yang Meirong.

Before Qin Chu could respond, Yang Meirong's face immediately darkened. "You flatter me. I don't have such a noble son. I'm not as lucky as Lady Qin."

Yang Meirong's words made Qin Chu and Huo Mien feel very awkward …

Jing Zhixin realized that he was too anxious and forgot that his mother still didn't like the Qin family.

So, he changed the topic and immediately took out a shoe box from under the table and handed it to Huo Mien.

"Sis, this is for you. Happy birthday."

Huo Mien took it and opened it. He almost fainted. It was a pair of black flat-heeled shoes. The leather looked good, but … the style was so old-fashioned that it couldn't be any more old-fashioned. At this moment, she really doubted her brother's taste in shopping.

"Um … Zhixin, did you get the wrong one? You bought this for Mom, right? "Huo Mien asked.

"It's not for Mom, it's for you."

"This style is too old-fashioned … Jing Zhixin, are you sure you're not joking?" Huo Mien wanted to cry.

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