Chapter 322 The Scoundrel Young Master 8 (1/2)

Chapter 322 The Scoundrel Young Master 8 "Yu Rong, not bad! I didn't know you knew about these things? So, is the information about this fabric... reliable?"

Zhou Qingjian was initially unhappy about his wife's suggestion to divide the family property, but now his tone carried a hint of appreciation because of this proposal.

Shen Yurong sneered inwardly. Of course she knew. In her previous life, her mother had talked about Zhou Qingjian's rise to wealth in front of her countless times.

"I just heard it from someone and thought it was an opportunity. Whether it's reliable or not, you can find out for yourself. Anyway, it's not much trouble."

"If it works out, we can improve our lives. If it doesn't, the fabric won't spoil, so we can just leave it there and enjoy the fun."

She feigned a coquettish shove at him, cleverly shifting the decision back to Zhou Qingjian.

Shen Yurong was afraid of the butterfly effect mentioned in her previous life, and also because she didn't have time to do those things; she wanted to make a lot of money!

Zhou Qingjian pondered for a moment: high risk, high reward.

But the words "several times the profit" swirled in his mind like a curse.

"Okay! I'll go ask my cousin tomorrow! If it's really as sought after as you say, this might be a good opportunity!"

"Yu Rong, you are truly my virtuous wife!"

He slapped his thigh, a decisive glint in his eyes, and pulled Shen Yurong's hand, his tone becoming much more enthusiastic.

Shen Yurong was overjoyed, knowing that she had made the right first move.

It will also allow Zhou Qingjian to make a lot of money sooner, so she can live the life of a rich wife sooner!

"I'm doing all this for the good of this family."

She nestled into Zhou Qingjian's arms, concealing the smugness in her eyes.

A few days later, thanks to his cousin's connections and the tight market demand for Dacron fabric, Zhou Qingjian tried his hand at reselling and actually succeeded in selling a batch, earning more money than he had earned in several months.

Holding the thick wad of banknotes, Zhou Qingjian's hands trembled slightly, and his face was flushed with excitement.

He took Shen Yurong to the city's largest department store and bought her a fashionable, expensive navy blue wool coat.

Shen Yurong put on her new coat and twirled around in front of the dressing mirror. The thick and crisp texture of the wool coat accentuated her slender waist and made her complexion look better.

Looking at her radiant self in the mirror, and then thinking about her miserable state in her past life, a sense of triumph welled up within her.

Having acquired such a trophy, Shen Yurong couldn't resist showing it off.

Especially when you want to show off to someone.

Not long after Shen Yurong left, Zhou Qingjian also got out of bed, dressed, and went out.

On their wedding day, Zhou Qingjian did indeed separate from his family, following Shen Yurong's wishes.

However, no respected elders in the village were asked to witness the event, and even the neighbors next door were not alerted.

Shen Yurong was naive and easily deceived, and she didn't notice the fleeting look of guilt in Zhou Qingjian's eyes.

They didn't think much about why the Zhou family didn't even have a proper ceremony for such a big event as dividing the family property.

Now Zhou Qingjian is indeed going to secretly go back to his parents' house to tell them about this.

"Father, Mother, don't take it to heart. This is just for Yu Rong's benefit!"

“She insisted on separating from the family, but I refused, so she wouldn’t marry him. There were so many people watching.”

"I'll go along with her for now, and we'll talk about it after she calms down."

Zhou Qingjian lowered his voice, afraid that someone would hear him.

"I knew it! How could my son be so heartless!"

Zhou's mother stopped crying and started laughing.

"So this division of the family property... you've kept it a secret from your wife all this time?"

"I asked hesitantly," Zhou's father asked.

"Let's keep it a secret for now. I should give my earnings to my family. Since she doesn't agree, let's wait until we have the baby before we tell her."

Zhou Qingjian tore up all the pretense documents for dividing the family property.

He gave half of his earnings to Zhou's mother.

"Mother, please keep these for now and use them to buy some things for the house, and also to buy some good cigarettes and wine for Father."

"Don't let Yu Rong know."

He whispered his instructions.

"So many? Qingjian, what are you doing?"

Zhou's mother took the money, counted it, and widened her eyes in surprise.

"Please feel free to keep it."

Zhou Qingjian gave a vague answer.