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Chapter 1185: The Powerful Chen Jinhua

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Cheng Jing looked at her tearful daughter and sighed, "You have to listen to me on this. As a girl, if you keep rushing into other people's homes, they'll only look down on you more. You need to let them know that you're not unwanted. To exaggerate a bit, if I just spread the word, the men who want to pursue you will line up from our house all the way to the Huangpu River."

Huang Erhe chimed in, "Your mother is right. You know that your third uncle set up trusts for everyone in our family. On the surface, your mother and I are just wage earners, but our actual income is better than most people. Although the Ji family owns a factory, how much profit can they make in a year? At most, a few million. In terms of conditions, our family is much better off than theirs. Why does his mother look down on you? Is it just because you are low-key and unassuming? I think there must be other reasons."

Migo wiped away her tears and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Cheng Jing softened a bit: "How about this, I don't necessarily want to break you up. You can see what Ji Feng's attitude is later, and also see what his mother's attitude is. If you really like Ji Feng, then you can ask him to have a good talk with his mother and ask her to change her attitude."

If his mother continues to hold this attitude, then I'm sorry, I'd rather you hate me than have you regret it later.

Migo nodded: "I understand!"

Back in her room, she took out her phone, looked at Ji Feng's profile picture in her contacts, hesitated for a long time, and finally put her phone away again.

She didn't know how to tell Ji Feng.

She didn't want to use her family's wealth to pressure Ji Feng and his mother, because she had never been that kind of person.

She just wanted to have an ordinary relationship, find someone she liked, and live a simple, peaceful life.

But now it seems that even such a small wish is not so easy to fulfill.

After Ji Feng left the hotel and returned to school, Chen Jinhua made a phone call to her husband, Ji Dajun.

"How did it go? Did you see that girl?" Ji Dajun asked his wife on the phone.

"I met him. He's pretty and seems to have a good personality, but his family background is just average. His parents work for a state-owned enterprise..." Chen Jinhua told the man about the general situation.

Ji Dajun thought for a moment and asked, "So what do you mean?"

The couple had always had a clear division of labor: Ji Dajun was in charge of external affairs, such as sales, while Chen Jinhua was responsible for managing the factory, overseeing production, and educating their children.

Therefore, when it comes to their children's marriages, Chen Jinhua's opinion usually takes precedence, and Ji Dajun doesn't interfere much.

Hearing the man ask this, Chen Jinhua replied without hesitation, "We only have one son, and the family business will be handed over to him in the future. So he needs to find a suitable family in our area. If he finds a girl from such an ordinary family, she won't be of any help and might even have to pay him in the future."

Ji Dajun was more open-minded than Chen Jinhua: "You can't say that. As long as our son likes her and the girl is a good person, it doesn't matter if her family is poor. It's not like we can't afford to raise her."

Chen Jinhua retorted, "What do you know? This isn't about money; it's about your social circle! Business people need to hang out with each other to have common ground and share resources. If you marry a girl from an ordinary working-class family, how will she entertain guests? How will she receive them? Does she even know how?"

Ji Dajun was speechless after being rebuked, and given Chen Jinhua's consistently domineering nature at home, he could only back down: "Fine, fine, you decide. You can decide for yourself, but don't pressure your son too much."

"I know. By the way, I won't be home these few days, so please keep an eye on things at the factory. And try not to drink too much when you go out for business dinners tonight." Chen Jinhua gave a few more instructions before hanging up the phone.

She then tossed and turned in her hotel room, thinking about the matter over and over again.

She was determined to separate her son from that girl. If he didn't listen, she would wait until Cai Ruirui finished her college entrance exam, then tell Mr. and Mrs. Cai to bring her to Shanghai so that she could meet and get to know her son better.

In her opinion, her son is just confused for the moment. Once he gets to know Cai Ruirui better, he will naturally know who is more suitable.

As for Miguo, Chen Jinhua didn't take her seriously at all. She was just a girl from a working-class family and not worth her time or effort.

In the following days, because Chen Jinhua stayed in Shanghai and had Ji Feng eat with her every day, Ji Feng and Mi Guo had much less time to see each other.

However, Cheng Jing noticed Mi Guo's sullen demeanor every day and was very anxious, but she didn't say anything. She knew that this matter couldn't be rushed and had to be taken slowly.

Huang Erhe suggested to Cheng Jing, "Why don't you have Maowa call Miguo? They're close, so maybe Miguo will listen to Maowa."

Seeing this, Huang Erhe stopped mentioning the matter.

Chen Jinhua always stayed and wouldn't leave, which greatly troubled Ji Feng. He had to go and have meals with her every day. One time, he didn't want to go, so he made up an excuse to decline. Unexpectedly, his mother called the counselor directly, saying that she wanted to see her son more often in Shanghai these days and asked him to ask for leave on her behalf.

The counselor, without giving it much thought, approved it.

Given the situation, Ji Feng could only go to the hotel to have dinner with his mother, which prevented him from having a serious talk with Mi Guo. He could only wait until his mother left before going to see Mi Guo. However, he made sure to call Mi Guo every night.

In the hotel restaurant, the mother and son sat at a table eating.

Chen Jinhua chatted with her son about things back in their hometown.

"Your Uncle Cai acquired the land next to his factory last month, intending to expand it by building a new workshop. He plans to add two new production lines to specialize in high-end hardware for export."

Ji Feng lowered his head and ate his food, not responding.

Chen Jinhua didn't mind and continued, "Do you remember Li Jiatang from Uncle Li's family? He's four years older than you. He graduated with a master's degree last year and went back home. Now he's learning business and management from his father. At the end of last year, your Uncle Li bought him a Mercedes-Benz. He just got married last month. His bride is the daughter of a textile business owner from the next town. The two families are very close now. I heard they're even planning to open a new company for the young couple."

Unable to listen any longer, Ji Feng slammed his chopsticks on the table: "Mom, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Nothing much? I just wanted to tell you some everyday things!" Chen Jinhua said without batting an eye.

Ji Feng looked at his mother and sighed, "Mom, I know what you mean, but let me tell you, I will not break up with Mi Guo."

Chen Jinhua's face stiffened for a moment, but she quickly recovered: "I didn't tell you to break up! What I meant was that you don't need to settle down so soon. It's never a bad thing to meet more other girls!"

Ji Feng refused decisively: "No need, Mi Guo is perfect. No other girl can compare to her."

The strong-willed Chen Jinhua held back her anger and changed the subject: "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore, let's eat."