I conquered the entertainment industry

Chapter 228 Want to Step on Me?no door

"Mom, do you like Zhou Weiwei?"

Walking into the kitchen, looking at Qin Shuyi who was seasoning in front of the soup pot, Qin Ye walked over and hugged her from behind.

Warm taste.

The smell of mom.

Feeling that the youngest son is a bit weird today, Qin Shuyi put down the spoon and turned around, looked at her carefully for a long time, and said very unprincipled: "A Ye likes her, so mother also likes her. If Ah Ye doesn't like her, then Mom won't like her anymore."

Feeling warm in his heart, Qin Ye felt the urge to cry.

Busily parted the corner of her mouth and showed a big smile, "As long as she doesn't rob my mother from me, I like her."

"Silly boy……"

Touching Qin Ye's face dotingly, Qin Shuyi's eyes crooked as she smiled, "Even if Weiwei really married your brother and became Mom's daughter-in-law, Aye is still the one that Mom loves the most."

It was the meat that fell from her body, and she had been worrying about it for 16 years, no one could compare to it!
The eldest son had to stand aside, let alone a daughter-in-law who didn't write a word.

Qin Ye smiled, "So, Mom likes Zhou Weiwei?"

After adding some seasonings to the pot, Qin Shuyi said without looking back: "Weiwei is a good girl. The Zhou family and the Jun family have been friends for many years, and she often came to play at home when she was young."

"Your brother had an iceberg face when he was young."

Qin Shuyi snickered and complained about the eldest son, "It's almost the same as now, always with a straight face, as if someone owed him money."

In a blink of an eye, thinking of something, the smile on his face faded, "However, we can't blame him, who let him be born in such a family."

Even the Enlightenment was brought by Mr. Jun himself, and Qin Shuyi realized that she rarely saw the eldest son showing a relaxed and comfortable smile.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter when, he has always looked mature and stable.

In my heart, I couldn't help but sighed.

After covering the pot, Qin Shuyi took the opportunity to bring the topic back, "That child, Weiwei, I have watched her grow up. The old people often say that three years old is considered young, and seven years old is considered old. Among so many children , Weiwei is not the most beautiful and capable, but she is the one who cares most about your brother."

He went abroad to study at the age of 15, and returned to the imperial capital at the age of 22. He is proficient in six languages, and he is also a financial expert.

Girls of the same age are still eating, drinking, and visiting Fashion Week. She is already the chief financial officer of Zhou Group.

Jun Mo Ting was transferred to Yun'an City, and without further ado, she resigned from her position as financial officer and followed all the way to Yun'an City.

"However, this is all their business, and mother will not interfere."

When the subject changed, Qin Shuyi smiled and looked at Qin Ye, "Mom doesn't care about family background, appearance, or other external conditions. As long as you and your brother like it, Mom will like whatever kind of girlfriend you find in the future."

After finishing speaking, Qin Shuyi pinched Qin Ye's ear affectionately, and turned to go to the living room.

Leaning at the door of the restaurant, she saw Zhou Weiwei holding Qin Shuyi's arm and talking affectionately.

Thinking of the aggrieved just now, Qin Ye raised the corners of his lips.

Men really don't like women who are too smart.

However, I don't like women who think they are smart!

After dinner, seeing the contented Zhou Weiwei leave gracefully, Qin Ye turned and went upstairs, knocked on the door of the study, and leaned halfway in, "Brother, Zhou Weiwei knows I'm a fake, and threatened me with this today."

Regardless of Jun Moting's reaction, Qin Ye left after speaking.

When he entered his bedroom, he already had a smirk gloating on his misfortune.

Want to step on me?
None of the doors!
　The fourth update is over, hoo...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)