Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 18 Don't Call Me Mom

Jin Moumou, who was happily eating dumplings, shrank his neck timidly, held the cartoon bowl, stared at Jin Zhaodong, who was livid, with big watery eyes, and then looked worriedly at Jin Ziqi.

"elder sister……"

Qiao Nianzhao hesitated to speak, and looked at Jin Ziqi worriedly, as if he wanted Jin Ziqi to bow his head and admit his mistake first.

Jin Ziqi was unmoved at all, touched Jin Moumou's face comfortingly, poured another spoonful of soy milk for him, then raised his eyes to meet the flashing anger in Jin Zhaodong's eyes, squinted and smiled: "I have always regarded myself as a The daughter of the Jin family and the heir that the Jin family puts high hopes on, as for my marriage, I don't think there is anything wrong now, so why do you keep pushing me?"

"Let the Jin family lose face in the circle, and the fluctuation of Jin's stock price has dropped. Is this what you keep saying that you are responsible for the Jin family and the Jin family?"

"Dad, sister didn't mean that..."

Qiao Nianzhao pressed Jin Zhaodong's wrist at the right time, and while pleading for mercy, he eagerly glanced at Jin Ziqi who was always calm: "Sister, tell Dad that what you said just now was just a moment of anger."

Jin Zhaodong lost his temper, Qiao Nianzhao dissuaded him, but Jin Ziqi took it easy.

The drama that has been repeated over the past four years remains unchanged this morning.

"Look at yourself, and look at your sister. You are blindly pursuing freedom. Have you ever thought about your sister? She is 27 this year."

The water glass in Jin Ziqi's hand was already cold, she put it back on the table slowly, and turned to look at Jin Zhaodong: "Now is not the old feudal society, if she wants to marry, if she wants to marry, she doesn't have to worry about me, I don't think so How embarrassing it would be for me.”

Jin Zhaodong was taken aback for a moment, looked at Jin Ziqi's sincere smile, and suddenly became speechless.

A deadly silence lingered in the restaurant.

Jin Ziqi saw that there was not much soy milk left in Jin's bowl, so he whispered a few words to the aunt who was standing aside with lowered eyebrows, and the aunt fled into the kitchen wishing for nothing.

"Xiao Qi, they all know they were wrong. It's been four years, so please forgive them."

Jin Ziqi frowned in confusion, with a slight smile on his lips: "Dad, what you said... I don't really understand what you mean."

Jin Zhaodong was silent, leaning on the back of the chair, rubbing his temples with his hands, and his voice seemed tired: "Xiao Qi, you are not young, you shouldn't consume yourself like this because of some hearsay rumors, many things are actually not like As you think."

"Hearsay? Do you mean that I know from hearsay that Su Hengfeng climbed into the bed of our Jin family's adopted daughter when he was engaged to me? Or do you mean that someone slandered the Jin family's adopted daughter while saying that she wanted to fulfill her sister's marriage?" But snatched the groom away in public at the wedding?"

Jin Ziqi adjusted his sitting posture, never ignored Qiao Nianzhao's position from the corner of his eyes, but turned a blind eye to the tears in Qiao Nianzhao's eyes, and continued to speak slowly: "I have always been curious, I don't know if you can tell me, Dad, who were you all back then? How can my mother agree to admit that the adopted daughter of the Jin family is her own daughter?"

When Jin Ziqi said this, his face was still full of smiles, but his nonchalant tone caused the woman on the opposite side to tear up from the corner of her eyes, and then she heard Jin Zhaodong's sullen reprimand: "What the Jin family has taught you all these years is Is this aggressive speaking attitude?"

"Dad, your memory doesn't seem to be very good. I have lost my memory, and I have long forgotten everything about the past."

Jin Ziqi's smile did not change, his tone was as flat as boiling water, and he stopped looking at Jin Zhaodong's pale face, Gu Zi leaned back on the back of the chair and began to spread the napkin on his lap in an orderly manner.

"Qiqi, grandma is down!" Jin Moumou tugged at Jin Ziqi's sleeve.

When Jin Ziqi looked back at the stairs, Su Ningxue had just stepped down the last step.

This nearly 50-year-old woman has been well maintained. The years have only increased her life experience, and there are hardly any signs of aging and fading on her delicate facial features.

Su Ningxue's long hair was neatly rolled up, exposing her smooth forehead. She was wearing a light blue thin-striped lapel collar shirt and black professional trousers. The light brown belt around her waist made her attire simple but yet majestic.

Different from the image of an ordinary wife whose eyes are always filled with a warm smile, Su Ningxue's gaze is cold and stern, and a casual glance will give people an inexplicable sense of pressure.

To a certain extent, Jin Ziqi has inherited Su Ningxue's elegant appearance and cold temperament.

"Morning, grandma!"

Su Ningxue, who had just walked to the dining table, heard the clear cry, and turned her head to see Jin Moumou's big eyes flashing expectantly. Light.

Jin Ziqi looked at the harmonious interaction between Su Ningxue and Jin Moumou, pursed his lips and smiled, and called mother affectionately, Su Ningxue nodded, and his face returned to the previous indifference.

"Mom, sit by Dad's side!"

Jin Ziqi heard the sound of chair feet rubbing against the floor, turned around and saw that Qiao Nianzhao had got up, slightly opened the chair with both hands, stood beside the chair, looking at Su Ningxue earnestly and humbly.

This "Mom" yelled more diligently than her real daughter.

Jin Ziqi rolled up the corners of his lips, and without saying a word, he began to concentrate on peeling the hard-boiled eggs handed over by his aunt.

However, Su Ningxue's eyes only glanced at the well-behaved and filial Qiao Nianzhao inadvertently, and then sat on the chair next to Jin Ziqi, turning a deaf ear to Qiao Nianzhao's kindness.

Qiao Nianzhao's situation suddenly became very embarrassing, he was neither standing nor sitting, looking at Su Ningxue who was eating with her head down, her eye circles slowly turned red, but she just bit her lips and dared not make a sound.

Jin Zhaodong glanced at his wife who was eating breakfast quietly and elegantly. He wanted to open his mouth to say something but chose to remain silent. He turned to look at Qiao Nianzhao, whose eyes were red from grievances. He felt uncomfortable and told him softly, "What are you doing standing up? Sit down quickly." Come down for breakfast, didn’t you say that there are still announcements to catch up later?”

Under Jin Zhaodong's concerned gaze, Qiao Nianzhao reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, gave a soft "um" and sat back in his original seat.

The restaurant was once again shrouded in a low air pressure.

Except for someone who occasionally said a word at the dinner table, everyone else carried forward the virtue of not talking when eating or sleeping.

"Mom, you haven't eaten much, you'll be hungry later, why don't you eat a deep-fried dough stick."

Before Su Ningxue's chopsticks were fully stretched out, Qiao Nianzhao quickly handed over a fried dough stick. When Su Ningxue looked over, Qiao Nianzhao showed a considerate and shy smile: "Dad said that Mom didn't leave because of some troubles last night. How much to eat, if you go on an empty stomach in the morning, it will be bad for your stomach."

Jin Ziqi picked up a piece of bread and chewed it carefully, without even raising his eyes.

(End of this chapter)