"It's not like we don't have money, why should we borrow from the production team?"

Mother Zhou muttered to herself and wanted to say something else.

"I couldn't bear to see my mother hungry, and I was indeed hungry too."

Zhou Jiaxu interrupted her unspoken hurtful words and whispered, "Mom, please help me pick out a bowl of wontons! Mom has the best eyesight and will definitely pick out the best one for me."

"Oh my, the production team all makes the same wontons, there's no such thing as the best one."

Mother Zhou was so coaxed by her son that she couldn't stop laughing. Although she said that, she still had a smile on her face and went to get breakfast willingly.

Seeing Zhou's mother walk away, Zhou Jiaxu breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly.

Showing a bit of guilt to her sister, she whispered, "Jia Lin, that's just how mom talks. Don't take it to heart."

"You have vested interests, so of course you can say that."

Zhou Jialin sneered and looked up at him.

His face was full of rejection, and he stood up with a cold expression: "What's the point of saying these hypocritical words? Anyway, you are the one who gets all the benefits, so there is no need to be hypocritical. I don't care."

After saying that, he stood up and walked to Ruan Xingchen with his breakfast.

His voice softened slightly, but still retained a hint of hardness. He asked, "Can I sit here and eat?"

Ruan Xingchen raised his eyes and gave her a kind smile.

Nodding: "Sit wherever you want."

So Zhou Jialin sat down next to her, buried her head and continued eating in silence.

She has no expression on her face, and she seems to be still that cool girl.

But Ruan Xingchen found that her knuckles were slightly white when she was holding the chopsticks.

There was even a slight redness under his eyes.

"What does Zhou Jialin mean by this? What does it have to do with our brother if Mother Zhou says something unpleasant? He's already helped her out, but she's still so rude. Do you owe her anything?"

"Mother Zhou's attitude is so suffocating. Help! It reminds me of the fear of being dominated by my patriarchal mother. She can't even reason with me. It's so annoying."

"After all, she's my mother. Even if Mama Zhou's attitude is a little bad, isn't Zhou Jialin too rude? No wonder she's still just an unknown little singer after all these years."

"Mother Zhou is right! Mr. Zhou is outstanding and handsome, and he is also filial to her. If she doesn't like a promising son, does she like a rebellious daughter who talks back?"

"I hope that those who say these things, your parents and the people around you, will all prefer your outstanding older brothers and sisters, and ignore you, or even blame and suppress you. Then you will surely be able to say that they are right, right?"

There was a quarrel on the barrage about how the Zhou family got along with each other.

In just one morning, conflicts and problems seemed to have begun to emerge in each family.

Jiang Guiwan, who witnessed the whole farce, had a thoughtful look on his face.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she suddenly revealed a smile of surprise.

"So I can actually borrow money from the production team? That's awesome!"

She seemed relieved and smiled gracefully at the camera.

His posture looked elegant and straightforward, and he smiled and said, "I was just worried. My godmother wants to have a Cantonese breakfast, but I only have 22 yuan. I don't know how to satisfy her needs!"

She patted her chest and winked playfully.

He said with a smile, "It's all right now. With Mr. Zhou as an example, I'm going to ask the production team how much I can borrow."

Of course, she didn't really want to borrow money when she said this.

Judging from the bad taste shown by the program crew recently, they will definitely not let the guests successfully borrow money so easily.

Who knows how much effort she has to put in to repay herself for having breakfast.

What's more, Lin Qiujun was not polite at all when he got the breakfast, so the total price of the whole thing would be over a hundred yuan.

If it were normal life, Jiang Guiwan would not only not feel it was luxurious, but would also feel it was quite cheap.

But now she only had twenty-two dollars in her hand, and it hurt to look at this pile of things.

She said this simply because she refused to bow her head and ask for help. She hoped that Lin Qiujun would take the initiative and let Ruan Xingchen and Huo Yan take responsibility for the breakfast.

Sure enough, Lin Qiujun did not disappoint her hopes.

"Loan?"

Lin Qiujun also didn't want to be too tired at that time, and a look of surprise appeared on her face when she heard this.

Then he smiled and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you say Huo Yan had a lot of money? Why do we still need to borrow money?"

As she spoke, she looked at Huo Yan and said with a smile, "You wouldn't really be willing to let your mother go on a mission on an empty stomach, would you?"

Huo Yan raised his dark eyes coldly and looked at her expressionlessly: "I'm willing to do that."

Lin Qiujun's face suddenly froze.

After several confrontations after returning to China, she finally understood.

Her son was incredibly cold-hearted and not someone who could be easily moved.

As long as he doesn't want to, no one will give him face, no matter how many people are watching, and he won't be polite at all.

I will never give in or compromise myself.

Apart from Ruan Xingchen, it seemed that nothing in this world could be taken seriously by him.

I really don't know how this character was developed.

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