After one night of indulgence, the abstinent tycoon kissed her every night with his hand on her hip.

Jiang Zhi was slightly taken aback upon seeing this.

She was very familiar with this scene. It wasn't her fault; her best friend, Shen Yutong, would often force her to read those domineering CEO novels or tell her these classic scenes.

The domineering mother finds the female lead, throws her a card, and then delivers the classic line: "There are ten million in this card. Leave my son."

This scene is very similar to those in novels and short dramas. Jiang Zhi looked at Ms. Zhou calmly, waiting for her to speak.

Ms. Zhou looked at Jiang Zhi with a serious expression and a smile in her eyes: "Little Jiang Zhi."

"There's fifty million in this card, take it."

"Don't refuse Auntie."

Jiang Zhi was stunned upon hearing this. Fifty million?

She could never earn that much money in her entire life. Her current annual salary at the design institute is only 200,000 yuan. It would take her countless lifetimes of hard work to earn that much.

"Auntie, I can't take this card." Jiang Zhi gently shook her head and refused in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Ms. Zhou smiled kindly and looked at Jiang Zhi with a loving expression, "Little Jiang Zhi, listen to your aunt and accept it."

"Consider this an investment from your aunt."

"Didn't you say you were going to resign from the design institute? What are your plans for the future?"

"Is this money considered an investment from your auntie in you, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi's gaze softened. She looked at Ms. Zhou across from her and said in a gentle and earnest tone, "Auntie, thank you for your kindness, but I really can't accept this money."

"I'm going to take a break and then find an office space to open a lighting studio."

Jiang Zhi had thought about this issue long ago, and over the past three years, she had actually accumulated some small resources. Many homeowners privately sought her out for design services, not through the company.

Her goals are modest; she wants to design independently, to control her own design concepts and outcomes, and to create pure designs.

Ms. Zhou smiled and nodded upon hearing this: "Xiao Jiang Zhi, you're just too kind. In my opinion, you should just let Ling Jingyuan acquire your original design company."

Jiang Zhi knew that Ms. Zhou meant well, but she smiled and shook her head.

There's no need for that. After all, that place still holds the dreams of many designers and the responsibility of supporting their families. She doesn't need to cause herself such a big problem because of her own personal reasons.

"Be good, take this card, consider it pocket money from your aunt."

"You're that brat Ling Jingyuan's girlfriend now, which is practically like being my daughter. It's only natural for me to give you some pocket money!"

Jiang Zhi paused slightly upon hearing this, sensing Ms. Zhou's intentions.

It wasn't the money that made her feel so warm; it was the sentiment behind it.

Looking at the warm and kind Ms. Zhou in front of her, she suddenly realized why Ling Jingyuan was so outstanding.

It turns out that the famous saying that was popular online before was true.

You need to find someone who is already a good person.

Yes, Ling Jingyuan is an excellent and good person.

Such a person must have a good family and good parents to raise such a good person.

After her mother and maternal grandparents passed away, Jiang Zhi never experienced family affection again.

She had been alone for too long, and now she felt the warmth of family again through Ms. Zhou. Jiang Zhi felt a lump in her throat and wanted to cry, but her heart was warm.

Ms. Zhou is a very kind person. She knows that she must love her son Ling Jingyuan very much, which is why she is so good to the person her son likes.

"Aunt."

Jiang Zhi called out softly with a serious expression, then took out the box containing the antique jade bracelet from her bag and placed it on the table.

"I'm sorry, I can't accept this card, and I also can't accept this jade bracelet. Please take them back together."

Ms. Zhou was slightly taken aback when she saw the black card and brocade box on the table. She hadn't expected the young girl to refuse them.

She looked at Jiang Zhi with a puzzled expression, only to see Jiang Zhi's expression become more serious as she softly said, "Auntie, Ling Jingyuan and I are just boyfriend and girlfriend right now. Nobody knows what the future holds, so I can't accept these things."

Not only that, but Jiang Zhi also wants to find a way to return all the things Ling Jingyuan gave her.

It's too valuable. If she and Ling Jingyuan really don't end up together, she won't accept these things.

The future is too far away, and too much can change; neither she nor he can predict it.

Matters of the heart are even more unpredictable.

Even if their relationship is good now, what about in a few years?

Who can guarantee that he and she won't one day become bored and dull?

She couldn't guarantee it, nor could she be sure!

Looking at Jiang Zhi's calm and serious expression, Ms. Zhou couldn't help but think more highly of Jiang Zhi.

She is a very calm and thoughtful young woman, but also a very insecure and stubborn one.

Seeing that Jiang Zhi insisted, Ms. Zhou smiled and decided to respect Jiang Zhi's wishes.

"Okay, Auntie will take these things back and keep them safe for you."

Because she believed that these things would eventually return to the little girl.

"Since I'm taking these back, you absolutely must keep the clothes Auntie bought for you. Also, can Auntie invite you shopping again next time you're free?"

Ms. Zhou looked at Jiang Zhi with anticipation and longing.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhi smiled gently and nodded, "Thank you, Auntie. Of course. You can contact me whenever I'm free."

Ms. Zhou was delighted to hear this and started chatting with Jiang Zhi again.

The two enjoyed the meal very much. After the meal, Ms. Zhou took Jiang Zhi shopping for a while and bought her a lot of clothes and bags. Although Jiang Zhi tried to stop her, Ms. Zhou was determined to buy them for her.

Finally, under Ms. Zhou's watchful gaze, Jiang Zhi watched as the driver filled her trunk with those shopping bags before letting her leave with satisfaction.

When Jiang Zhi returned home, she looked at the pile of designer bags and clothes with a sense of helplessness; this pile was worth quite a bit.

She had just sat down on the sofa when her phone rang.

Jiang Zhi saw that it was an unfamiliar number and did not answer.

But the number kept ringing. Jiang Zhi frowned, thought for a moment, and then answered the call.

As soon as the call connected, a familiar middle-aged man's voice came through the phone.

"Jiang Zhi, why did you block my phone number?" The voice belonged to none other than Jiang Fenglin.

Jiang Zhi frowned slightly; she and he had nothing to say to each other.

Just as Jiang Zhi was about to hang up, the man on the phone spoke again, not giving her a chance.

"Jiang Zhi".

"Please think carefully about what I said during the day. You and Ling Jingyuan are not a good match."

"Give Ling Jingyuan to your sister."

"You know that if the Ling family finds out about what happened back then, they won't accept you..."

Jiang Zhi's good mood vanished instantly, and she was enveloped in gloom.

"Jiang Fenglin!"

"What right do you have to talk about what happened back then!"

"Who was responsible for what happened back then!"

"Why should I give my boyfriend to your daughter?"

Jiang Zhi felt a tightness and pain in her chest. She abruptly hung up the phone and skillfully blocked the number.

She closed her eyes listlessly, her face full of a mocking smile.

How ironic!

One's own biological father, a blood relative, is not as good as an aunt who is not related by blood.