For Fang Yuan, ever since she discovered the true colors of her brother and sister-in-law, Zhou Ying had become the person closest to her in this world.
She couldn't imagine how she had spent so many years in this family full of hypocrisy and deceit.
If it weren't for the property her mother left behind after passing away, Fang Yuan would never have had any further contact with Fang Wende.
At first, Fang Yuan thought Fang Wende had agreed to this inheritance, so she had been reflecting on her actions over the past few years.
After returning this time, Fang Yuan also began to take the initiative to contact Fang Wende.
It wasn't until yesterday, when she asked Fang Wende to help her find a job and Chen Haiyan started making veiled demands for her to hand over the property, that Fang Yuan realized it had all been her own wishful thinking.
Even though she had fallen to such a state, her own brother and sister-in-law were still eyeing the multi-million dollar property her mother had left her.
She didn't understand why her brother and sister-in-law could be so mean and heartless.
As Zhou Ying said, Fang Wende was now worth over a billion; he wasn't short on money at all.
And now, he was even introducing her to a sixty-five-year-old wealthy man.
Fang Yuan finally saw things clearly now; all these years, they had just been using her.
Just as Fang Yuan finished speaking, Jiang Cheng followed her into the living room.
Chen Haiyan was just about to lose her temper when she saw a tall, handsome man enter the living room.
Seeing Jiang Cheng's noble aura, Chen Haiyan couldn't help but fall silent and glance at Fang Wende beside her.
After entering the living room, Jiang Cheng walked straight to Zhou Ying's side and pulled her slender waist into his arms. "Baby? Why do you look so angry?"
After speaking, Jiang Cheng's gaze swept over the other three people one by one.
He saw that Chen Haiyan, who had been acting like a shrew just now, was a middle-aged woman with short, curly wine-red hair.
She looked to be only a few years older than Fang Yuan.
However, she was short and stout with very ordinary looks, and was dressed head-to-toe in Gucci.
With her slightly protruding belly, her already short and stout frame stretched the designer clothes, covered in tiny logos, until they looked a bit like sausage casing.
At this moment, her eyes were surreptitiously sizing up Jiang Cheng; this behavior, combined with her appearance, gave off the ridiculous and mean vibe of a stereotypical village woman.
As for the middle-aged man, he wore a typical polo shirt with a belt featuring a large H-shaped logo in the middle.
He had maintained his figure well, and his features bore some resemblance to Fang Yuan's.
The youth huddled to the side not only had his hair dyed yellow but was even wearing studs.
From their temperament to their appearance, this whole family exuded the air of the nouveau riche.
After taking them in, Jiang Cheng said, "Oh, we have guests??"
After sizing up Jiang Cheng, Chen Haiyan's expression changed instantly, and she forced a smile. "Ying'er, is this your boyfriend?? This young man is tall and sturdy with a noble air; he looks quite decent."
Zhou Ying didn't reply to her but looked at Jiang Cheng, her eyes filled with complexity.
Seeing that Zhou Ying didn't answer, Chen Haiyan didn't give up and asked, "Young man, how do you know our Zhou Ying?? By the way, what does your family do??"
Jiang Cheng didn't answer her but instead looked at Zhou Ying and asked, "Is this auntie from the census bureau?"
Seeing Jiang Cheng's sarcasm, Zhou Ying chuckled. "I didn't know people were coming over. If I had known, I wouldn't have let you come."
Hearing this, Chen Haiyan's face immediately darkened.
Though she was angry, she didn't let it all out at once; instead, she secretly sized up Jiang Cheng.
After all, Zhou Ying was suddenly wearing all designer brands, which left her very puzzled.
It was either money left over from selling the house, or she had hooked up with some rich boss.
And since Jiang Cheng had appeared just now and was holding Zhou Ying, it indicated the latter case.
Chen Haiyan had always been snobbish; she didn't dare act rashly before figuring things out.
After examining Jiang Cheng for a while, Chen Haiyan couldn't tell what brand of clothes he was wearing at all.
She couldn't help but frown, thinking she might have been mistaken.
She rolled her eyes. "How disrespectful. What do you mean 'people coming over'? You don't even know how to call us Uncle and Aunt anymore? Are you trying to cut ties with your uncle? You're really pushing your luck."
Before Chen Haiyan could finish, Fang Yuhao stood up excitedly. He pointed at the watch on Jiang Cheng's wrist and said with a hint of excitement, "Bro, is that watch a Patek Philippe?"
Jiang Cheng didn't deny it. "You have a good eye."
"Could this be a Patek Philippe Chronograph Minute Repeater?"
Before Jiang Cheng could answer, Fang Yuhao excitedly bent down to get closer to the watch and said again, "It's the one! I'm definitely right. This watch is still in my phone's favorites. This is way too cool."
Even though Chen Haiyan came from a poor background,
after making a comeback through Zhou Ying's family, she frequently visited luxury shopping centers.
Plus, her son had been pestering her to buy a watch lately.
So she had been looking through the secondary market.
After much picking and choosing, she had gained some understanding of these famous watch brands.
Patek Philippe was the king of watches; even the cheapest ones cost over a hundred thousand.
Seeing that her son recognized the watch, Chen Haiyan asked, "You know this watch? Is it really a Patek Philippe?"
Compared to Chen Haiyan and Fang Wende, Fang Yuhao was clearly a bit more oblivious. He said exaggeratedly, "Mom, I couldn't be wrong. This watch of his costs at least twenty million. This is Patek Philippe's top-tier watch."
After Fang Yuhao finished, Chen Haiyan and Fang Wende's eyes widened in shock.
Chen Haiyan swallowed hard, then pulled Fang Yuhao aside and asked in a low voice, "Are you telling the truth? But I think he's not dressed all that well?"