Hard work after winning the lottery

Several bodyguards in black suits pushed open the door, and then Chen Xu, the special assistant, walked in, carrying several exquisite bags.

He accurately spotted Hua Yun in the crowd and walked over respectfully.

"lady."

The entire room fell silent instantly.

"Assistant Chen? What brings you here?" Hua Yun was taken aback.

"President Zhou said that today is your first day of class, and he was worried that you might be hungry, so he specially asked me to bring you some afternoon tea." Chen Xu put the bag on the table; it was takeout from one of the hardest-to-book Michelin-starred dessert shops in City A.

"Also, Mr. Zhou asked me to remind you that there is a charity gala tonight, and the stylist is already waiting at home."

After speaking, Chen Xu bowed slightly and turned to leave.

The wealthy woman from earlier is now completely stunned.

She recognized Chen Xu; he was a favorite of the president of the Zhou Group, someone she rarely even saw. For him to call her "Madam," and for President Zhou to personally deliver afternoon tea...

Who exactly is this "sheep-raising" lady?!

Hua Yun sighed helplessly as she looked at the gazes around her that had instantly turned into awe.

I originally wanted to interact with you as an ordinary person, but it seems that's not possible now.

She picked up a delicate piece of cake and handed it to the wealthy woman from before: "Want to try some? It's not as good as my lamb skewers, but it's still alright."

The wealthy woman was flattered and overwhelmed, her hands trembling as she accepted it.

This isn't just a cake, it's a ticket to high society!

Friday evening.

It's time to go back to the old house once a week.

As the black Rolls-Royce drove onto the winding mountain road, two rows of large red lanterns could be seen lit up in front of the old house, making it look like Chinese New Year.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, the distinctive sound of Grandpa Zhou Yinchuan's cane could be heard.

"Oh, my dear grandchildren! I've missed you so much!"

As soon as the car door opened, the three little ones rushed over like birds released from their cages.

"Great-grandfather!"

"Great-Grandpa, I have a gift for you!"

"Great-Grandpa, I want to eat lion's head meatballs!"

Surrounded by three children, Zhou Yinchuan grinned from ear to ear. The usually dignified old man was now a doting grandson-obsessed maniac with no principles.

"Okay, okay, I have them all! Has Sitao grown taller again? Why is Sile so thin? Is the school food bad?"

The old man stroked the child's head while yelling at the butler beside him, "Old Li! Quickly bring me the bird's nest stew that's been cooked in the kitchen, and that giant lobster from Australia! If you starve my great-grandson, I'll hold you responsible!"

Zhou Yanjin and Hua Yun followed behind and got out of the car, each carrying large and small bags.

"Grandpa, these are some low-sugar snacks that Yunyun brought for you, and this is a potted lotus flower I found for you at the flower market in Jingyuan." Zhou Yanjin handed the items over.

Zhou Yinchuan didn't even glance at it, waving his hand dismissively, "Put it there, put it there. Oh, Si'an, let your great-grandfather take a look. I heard you're the top dog at school? No wonder you're from the Zhou family, you've got potential!"

Zhou Yanjin and Hua Yun exchanged a glance and gave each other a helpless, bitter smile.

Well, in this old ancestor's eyes, his grandsons and granddaughters-in-law combined are not as valuable as a single finger of those three little dumplings.

Dinner was quite lavish.

At the dinner table, Zhou Yinchuan was incredibly busy, picking up chicken legs for Sitao, wiping Sile's mouth, and even taking time to listen to Si'an tell funny stories about school.

"Great-Grandpa, there's a foreign kid at our school with blond hair!" Sile gestured to indicate his name.

"That's a doll, not as pretty as our Lele." Zhou Yinchuan praised her without any restraint.

"Great-Grandpa, I want to take that stone lion ball back to school to show my classmates." Si Tao was still thinking about that ball.

"Take it! If you can keep it, Great-Grandpa Lion will have the entire school moved to your name!"

Zhou Ye and Lin Yi were also beaming with joy. Since the three children returned, the old house had been completely transformed, and the happiness of family reunion was something that money couldn't buy.

After dinner, Lin Yi took the three children to the garden to play with sparklers.

Zhou Yinchuan called Zhou Yanjin and Hua Yun to the tea room.

The aroma of tea wafts through the air.

The old man took a sip of Da Hong Pao tea, and the fervor in his eyes faded, replaced by a more kind and shrewd look.

"Are you getting used to living in Jingyuan?"

"That's great, Grandpa." Hua Yun obediently refilled the old man's tea. "It's convenient for commuting, and the children's school is nearby."

"However..." Zhou Yinchuan's tone shifted, his eyes turning sly, "I think these three children are a bit too lonely. Shouldn't you two consider... hmm?"

The old man gave the two men's bellies a meaningful look.

Zhou Yanjin nearly spat out the tea he had just drunk, and quickly pulled Hua Yun up: "Grandpa, it's getting late, let's take the child to take a bath!"

After saying that, he grabbed Hua Yun, whose face was flushed red, and fled in panic.

Behind me came the old man's hearty laughter: "Why run! I can afford to raise as many children as I want!"

Sunday evening back at Jingyuan.

The children were already asleep. Zhou Yanjin was working on official documents in the study, while Hua Yun was on the small sofa next to her, holding a laptop and having a video conference.

On the other side of the screen is Baixi Village.

Not only Hua An, but also Hua Shu, Li Guifen, and even his uncle Hua Shi were there.

Although the background was a simple farmhouse courtyard, everyone's face was filled with the joy of a bountiful harvest.

"Sis! The batch of chilled lamb we shipped to City A this week has a 100% positive review rate!" Hua An pointed to the data chart on the computer screen, his eyes shining with excitement.

Hua Yun felt very gratified as she looked at her younger brother, who was becoming more and more mature and capable.

"Well done. But Anzi, you must remember that quality is always the most important thing." Hua Yun said seriously, "We are building a reputation, and we can't sacrifice quality for the sake of quantity. Every sheep must undergo strict quarantine before leaving the pen."

"Don't worry, Yunyun!" Uncle Hua Shi interjected from the side, still holding a pipe in his hand. "The people in our village are honest; we would never do such a despicable thing. Now we raise sheep strictly according to the standards you gave us. They eat the pasture that costs a thousand yuan per mu and drink mountain spring water. How could the mutton not be delicious?"

"That's right, that's right." Hua Shu also chimed in cheerfully, "Yunyun, take good care of yourself in the city, don't overwork yourself. We'll take care of things at home, don't worry about us."

"Mom sent you some homemade sauerkraut and cured meat, it should arrive tomorrow," Li Guifen added from the side. "Yanjin loves sauerkraut dumplings, make some for him."

This simple and unpretentious concern reveals a deep sense of family affection.

Hua Yun's nose tingled slightly: "I know, Mom. You all take care of yourselves too."

After hanging up the video call, Hua Yun closed her laptop and let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking up, she found that Zhou Yanjin had been standing behind her at some point, holding a cup of hot milk.

"What's wrong? Missing home?"

Zhou Yanjin handed her the milk, then sat down next to her and pulled her into his arms.

"A little." Hua Yun leaned against his broad shoulder, feeling his familiar body temperature.

Zhou Yanjin held her hand, gently stroking it with his fingertips. "Let's go back and visit when we have time."

"Yan Jin." Hua Yun looked up at the man who always stood behind her.

"Um?"

"Thank you."

Thank you for not looking down on my background, thank you for supporting my career, and thank you for giving me such a warm home.

Zhou Yanjin raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Isn't a verbal thank you too insincere?"

Hua Yun blushed: "Then what do you want?"

Zhou Yanjin lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.