Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

However, before she could question it, Yu Jingyang said:

"Yes, grandma, why did you specifically ask me to add jujube kernels? If it was just jujube leaf tea, my dad would probably just drink it. This tea is only drunk by you and my mom."

"Oh, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have bothered my mother. It would have been much easier to just make a pot of chrysanthemum tea for everyone to drink together."

"And my uncle's family also laughed at me."

His words immediately disrupted Grandma Yu's thoughts, because when Mother Yu asked her about this, there were only three people present. After Yu Jingyang said this, she began to doubt herself whether she really said something wrong and she didn't remember it.

In addition, she did remember being reminded to add "wolf berries", and she felt more and more that she was getting old and confused, and had said "wolf berries" instead of "jujube kernels".

But these two things are completely different, and it’s just the difference between two words and three words. How could she have remembered it wrong?

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. She swallowed her saliva and fell into a trance unconsciously, like a child who had made a mistake.

But after everyone's actions, even Yu Qingluo, an outsider, could roughly figure out what was going on. The next person to speak was Aunt Yu, who was still holding the old lady's water cup in her hand, and she tried to smooth things over:

"It's close to the holidays, and there are a lot of people and things going on at home. Mom might have been too busy and didn't explain clearly... Mom definitely didn't mean it."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Uncle Yu quickly chimed in:

"Yes, don't ruin the relationship over a cup of tea. Sister Lin, could you please make another cup?"

"Well, sit down first and talk slowly."

After pushing and pulling Father Yu, Mother Yu did not forget to greet him warmly. Soon, the atmosphere eased a lot. She took the snacks and fruits on the table and put them in a small bowl. She still diligently stuffed it directly into Father Yu's hands:

"Calm down, you don't even remember what you said, do you? Think about the contract again, don't end up saying it was all your fault because you were drunk or impulsive. It would be embarrassing if you go to the police station and make a scene again."

Turning around, Mother Yu went to greet her uncle and aunt, following them with rare enthusiasm.

She took in everything and chatted with her family in between words. Because her uncle and his wife were there and knew that she and Yin Liting had broken up, no one asked about their follow-up. The house was in a mess, so she didn't stay long and left soon.

……

When he returned to his own nest, his mind was filled with the chaotic scene at home. The more Yu Qingluo thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

How could Yu Jingyang's investment failure be related to Zhu Qinghao? Was it just an excuse he made up or was it really a deliberate plot by Zhu Qinghao?

why?

From childhood to adulthood, the family's money was either spent on Yu Jingyang or on him. The Yu and Zhu families have never had any intersection. The Zhu family is wealthy and powerful, and now the Zhu family has recognized her as their godparent and treats her very well. This is not right in any way!

There was also the inexplicable multi-million contract at my father's company and that unimportant cup of sour jujube tea. It seemed as if all the big and small things were confusing and were being magnified infinitely.

What is going on?

It was like she had fallen into a psychedelic forest, dizzy and unable to get out. The more she thought about Yu Qingluo, the more irritated she became. Just as she was walking faster and faster, almost going crazy, the ringing of a cell phone brought her back to reality.

She was startled by her own condition just now, but without thinking about it, she hurried to answer the phone.

"Sister Pang, it's me."

The call was from the boss of the studio she was working with. When he heard that two of the novels he had bought the copyright for were picked up by several film and television companies, and that a short drama they had invested in had also paid back and started to make a profit, and that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday and there were many dinner parties in the circle, he invited her to join them and discuss cooperation. Yu Qingluo agreed:

"Okay, I got it. I'll go over when I'm free. For the remaining unsold ones, don't make short dramas for the time being. I will gradually invest in turning them into web series."

The two discussed some more details before Yu Qingluo hung up the phone.

The novels for which she bought the copyrights are actually all old short and medium-length stories that she has read and was impressed by or touched by. She had made some money from stock investments before, and she didn't have any other expensive hobbies, so she bought the copyrights at a very low price.

She originally wanted to learn computer animation and make cartoons when she had free time to fulfill her dream, but she didn't expect that short dramas would become popular in the past two years, so she found Sister Pang's team and tried to collaborate on two dramas.

She had been spending money on investment and barely made ends meet. She also made a little money over time. But to be fair, although the short drama was eye-catching and touching, the actors, scenes, makeup and filming team were not so professional after all. The effect of the filming was very different from what she had imagined, which ruined her dream.

In comparison, she prefers well-made online dramas and animations, which can fulfill her dreams and are cost-effective in all aspects.

Therefore, during this period of time, she has been inclined to invest and no longer focuses on raising funds for the production of low-cost dramas. Moreover, by cooperating with larger companies, she does not have to worry about anything. She can have some say by paying for and providing scripts. If Ke Huan is willing, she can even say something for her. After all, it is a good thing that stays within the family.

Humph, she now has some capital.

Thinking of what his father said about Ke Huan provoking Yin Li Ting in public, Yu Qingluo felt that there must be some element of self-interest in it, and his heart unconsciously felt warmer.

"I don't know if she knows the situation at home..."

Thinking about it, she wanted to meet her even more. At this moment, the address and time of the event party were sent to her mobile phone, with a list of several important people attached, and a piece of big good news. The big-budget costume script they had been discussing and she held the copyright and insisted on investing in it to share the profits had completed all the signing and preparations, and officially entered the casting and shooting stage.

Tomorrow night?

I hope that both my elder brother and he will go, so it seems that I have no choice but to go this time.

……

After walking out of the hospital and getting back into the car, Zhu Nianqing was still shaking with excitement. She was finally pregnant. After a month and so much suffering, she finally succeeded in having a boy.

Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner. Is this the perfection that God has given her?

She really wanted to find someone to share this good news with but she didn't know who to tell. She also kept in mind the iron rule that "pregnancy should not be publicized within three months". She fantasized about a bright future where all obstacles would no longer be obstacles, and she giggled to herself.

Finally, she started the car and headed towards Sizong International.

In the office, Yin Liting had just hung up the phone at home and was staring at an electronic calendar on the table when the landline on the table rang:

"Boss, Miss Zhu is here. She's downstairs and wants to see you..."