I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2548 - 1600: Only Pure Integrity Fills the Universe

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Previously on I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping...

Fang Weiguo and his wife discuss the surprising influence of Jiang Chen, who apparently called the inspection team. Their daughter, Fang Qing, hints that the target of the inspection might not be Green Land and that some are "defying destiny." Jiang Chen makes cryptic remarks about facing a "sniper rifle," leading Fang Weiguo to warn his wife to stay home and watch TV.

The family buildings are different from each other.

The Sanjian Courtyard has broken walls and crumbling tiles, anyone can freely enter, but here it’s a peaceful and quiet standalone yard, with beautiful scenery, chirping birds, fragrant flowers, and armed police standing guard at the door.

Zhou Shaohua, who was called to dine, adjusted his cuff, then picked up a bunch of lilies in his hand, sniffed them, and went forward to press the doorbell of the small building at the core of the courtyard.

"Young Master Zhou is here."

Zhou Shaohua, who could visit Sanjian Courtyard unconventionally and stroll leisurely here, nodded with a smile and warmly greeted, "Wang Ma."

Wang Ma, wearing an apron, beamed and opened the door, "Young Master Zhou is just in time, the room is just right."

"Haha, I timed it perfectly."

Zhou Shaohua was approachable; although the other person was merely a maid, he carried no airs, gentlemanly holding the fresh lilies as he entered.

"Aunt."

A woman in her fifties sat at the Chinese-style dining table, wearing reading glasses, and even close to mealtime, she was making the most of her time with some files. She appeared ordinary but was exceptionally poised.

"Aunt."

After approaching, he called again, and the woman seemed to hear and respond, lifting her head indifferently, "Sit down."

Zhou Shaohua put flowers down.

"I’m so old, and you still bring flowers."

"In Shaohua’s heart, Aunt is forever young, just like this bunch of lilies, vibrant and pure, flawless."

Indeed.

Men are masters of sweet words.

It’s not just this time; each time he visits, he brings a bouquet of flowers. It’s easy to be impulsive, but hard to be consistent.

The woman over fifty finally smiled slightly, the face covered by a mysterious dignity gained a touch of warmth.

"Your flattery is a bit overdone, but it’s rare to have someone so thoughtful."

Zhou Shaohua gave a "cutely" smile, wisely refraining from further flattery.

He sat beside her.

Wang Ma gradually served the dishes, took the flowers away, didn’t stay to serve, leaving them space alone.

In such a place, one must be perceptive, know when to appear and when to disappear.

Zhou Shaohua proactively helped serve rice.

The dishes were ordinary, home-style dishes, but the rice grains were like jade, plump and full.

The woman over fifty picked up her chopsticks, "Any movements lately."

Zhou Shaohua, unperturbed, casually picking dishes with his chopsticks, "Not a cloud for miles."

The woman with the same surname Zhou took a bite of presumably delicious rice.

"When I ask, you should speak; otherwise, don’t mention anything in the future."

Zhou Shaohua halted his chopsticks.

"Aunt, really nothing’s wrong."

The Zhou woman lowered her head eating, still not looking at him, "Mm. Since nothing’s wrong, finish eating and go back."

"I want to accompany Aunt a bit more."

Precisely.

This small building, besides maid Wang Ma, and this woman, has no third person.

It isn’t solitary living.

Rather, this woman hasn’t married for her work, for the great socialist cause.

She devoted her entire life for this duty.

"Recently, guests arrived in Sha City; I’m not lonely, no need for you to accompany."

"Aunt, when will these guests leave? They come without notice, it’s too impolite."

"Why? You don’t welcome them?"

The Zhou woman nonchalantly extended chopsticks.

Zhou Shaohua laughed.

"What qualification do I have? Just... with them here, it feels awkward, inconvenient."

"Once they obtain what they want, they’ll naturally leave."

"What do they want?"

Zhou Shaohua seized the chance, immediately asked tentatively.

The childless woman adjusted her glasses, "I also want to know."

Zhou Shaohua obediently shut his mouth, quietly ate.

"Weather following should be bad; take care more."

The aunt-like woman showed concern.

Zhou Shaohua frowned, wanting to explain, but the other didn’t give him the chance to speak.

"If you can’t stay still, go out for a walk, come back when the weather’s better."

"I’m not going anywhere."

Zhou Shaohua resolutely said.

"Aunt, is it necessary? If I leave now, how will outsiders perceive me? How will they see our Zhou Family? How will they view you, Aunt? Isn’t this courting criticism and exposing ourselves?"

"Do you think your tracks are well hidden?"

The Zhou woman finally lifted her head, "Recently, how many invited for tea have ties to you, Young Master Zhou?"

Zhou Shaohua’s heart jumped, dared not directly meet the gaze.

"Need outsiders’ perception? Young Master Zhou’s image, everyone in Sha City knows. This aunt is quite proud to have such a good nephew."

Zhou Shaohua awkwardly yet looked aggrieved.

"Aunt, I’ve diligently strived for our Sha City’s development and growth, involved deeply in poverty alleviation, charity work, urban greening—pouring my heart; all for Sha City, for Aunt you..."

Faced with the fierce gaze behind reading glasses, arrogant as Zhou Shaohua instantly shut up, as if muted, dared not babble further.

"People’s eyes are bright as snow. You feel aggrieved, which means you haven’t done enough."

Zhou Shaohua dared not argue.

The Zhou woman also didn’t continue speaking.

A meal finished amidst a strange atmosphere.

"I’ll come visit Aunt another day."

Zhou Shaohua was quite sensible; she asked him to leave after eating, indeed he didn’t linger, yet perhaps didn’t entirely comprehend.

Another day.

His words clearly indicated that he wouldn’t go far.

"Don’t want to leave, then clean up your tracks; don’t let others find clues."

The woman said expressionlessly.

Wang Ma tidied the table attentively, entirely ignoring the conversation between uncle and nephew.

Zhou Shaohua clenched his masseter muscle a bit, "Rest assured Aunt, I know what to do."

Saying so, Zhou Shaohua walked out; before leaving, he glanced at the character hanging on the living room wall, then left with a cold face.

After Zhou Shaohua left, Wang Ma, having finished cleaning, brought tea.

"Every time Young Master Zhou visits, never forgets to bring you lilies. For so many years, he remembers you love lilies—his genuine intent. Better than my child; never calls proactively, worrying me as a mother."

"Is Wang adapting well over there?"

"Don’t mention, gone wild like a runaway horse, liberated himself; says outside is truly paradise, doesn’t think of returning, recently called me fuming."

"Didn’t you say he wouldn’t actively call you?"

The Zhou woman listened, slightly raised corners like chatting some family tales with an old friend.

"Alas, isn’t it for money. Spent millions on tuition for him to go out, this kid doesn’t know saving; without you—he wouldn’t have this blessing..."

"Children are like this. How can’t spend while out. You have one son; don’t be too harsh."

Wang Ma sighed helplessly nodding, "We owe you too much."

"Haven’t you also helped me a lot."

Wang Ma smiled holding a cloth, "I’ll get to work."

The Zhou woman nodded, sat alone on the living room couch, drank tea again picked up files.

What does ’loving people like children’ mean?

This is truly ’loving people like children.’

Even to the home’s nanny with such care.

Clearly reflected in that pleasing character hanging on the wall.