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"Son...son..."

Wang Xiuying's voice was still trembling as she held her husband Jiang Jianjun's hand.

"This money... so much money..."

Jiang Chen felt both amused and heartbroken looking at his parents' alarmed expressions.

Jiang Chen remained silent.

He simply stood up and went back to his room.

Under the tense and puzzled gaze of his parents, he took out a brand-new red envelope that he had prepared beforehand from his inside pocket.

He returned to the table, his movements unhurried and deliberate.

Then, in front of his parents, he took out an ICBC bank card from the envelope.

No further words were spoken.

Jiang Chen reached out and solemnly placed the card gently in his mother Wang Xiuying's hand.

"Mom, this card is for you."

"For me?!"

She looked at the bank card in her palm.

"Why would I give it to you?! Keep your money for yourself! Save it for when you get married!"

Without a second thought, Wang Xiuying was about to shove the card back to Jiang Chen.

"Your father and I are able-bodied and healthy; we won't go hungry!"

"We don't want your money!"

Jiang Chen didn't answer.

He reached out and grasped his mother's hands, which were trying to return the card.

His warm and strong hand instantly calmed Wang Xiuying's panicked heart.

"Mom, please let me finish."

Jiang Chen's eyes were more serious than ever before.

"I've already saved up the money for my son's wedding, so don't worry."

He pointed to his phone and said in a relaxed tone.

"Those six million are all in my own account, not a penny less. That's my 'start-up capital' for my business."

Then, he lowered his head, his gaze returning to the bank card held by his mother, his voice becoming low and solemn.

"And this card you have in your hand contains 500,000."

"Five...five hundred thousand?!"

Wang Xiuying's hand trembled suddenly, and the bank card almost slipped from her fingers and fell to the ground!

Jiang Jianjun, who was standing next to him, also gasped in shock, his eyes widening as much as a bull's eyes!

Five hundred thousand!

He just casually put it in an envelope and gave it to them?!

"This 500,000 is not for you to spend."

Looking at his parents' stunned expressions, Jiang Chen slowly delivered the speech he had prepared beforehand.

"This money is a 'retirement guarantee' for you and Dad, and also a 'family emergency fund' for our Jiang family."

His tone was incredibly firm, and every word seemed to strike the elderly couple's hearts.

"The PIN for this card is your birthday."

"From now on, we'll take care of the household necessities, daily expenses, social obligations during holidays, and even if you want to go to the village's mahjong parlor to play a game of mahjong with the older ladies and have some fun even if you lose a couple of rounds..."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

"It will all come out of this card."

"This...this won't do!" Wang Xiuying shook her head vigorously. "Absolutely not! Five hundred thousand! I've never seen so much money in my entire life!"

Jiang Chen did not argue with her.

He simply held his mother's hand, applied a little force, and then launched his pre-prepared "emotional offensive."

His voice, slightly hoarse, was filled with guilt as a son.

"Mom, Dad."

"I work in another city most of the year and can only come back a few times a year. I can't be by your side to take care of you and be filial to you."

"Every time I call and hear your voices, I feel terrible."

"This money can't replace spending time with someone, but at least it makes me, as their son, feel more at ease and less guilty."

"Just take this money and live a good life with my dad. Don't worry about a few cents or dollars anymore, and don't haggle with people."

"Only when you are all comfortable can I focus on my career outside."

Seeing the tears welling up in his mother's eyes, Jiang Chen knew that the final touch was just a little bit more needed.

He changed the subject, speaking in a tone that was half-joking and half-coquettish.

"Besides, you can just think of it as... keeping it for me."

"What if, I mean what if, one day my business acumen fails me and I lose everything and can't make a living anymore?"

Jiang Chen grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

"Shouldn't I come back to beg you for food?"

"When the time comes, having this money in your hands will be my greatest source of confidence, the capital for our Jiang family to rise again, right?"

"I feel most at ease leaving this money with you."

These words were like a gentle hammer blow, completely shattering the last psychological defense in Wang Xiuying and Jiang Jianjun's hearts.

They might still refuse the previous requests to "fulfill filial piety" and "let you live a good life".

But the last sentence, "Come back and ask you for food," and "This is my greatest confidence," gave them a reason that they could neither refuse nor refute!

This is the son's way out!

It's the last line of defense for my son as he works hard away from home!

As a mother, she must, and absolutely must, safeguard this future path for her son!

Wang Xiuying looked at her son, who was already a head taller than her, and at his face filled with sincerity and dependence.

She couldn't hold back any longer.

Tears, like pearls from a broken string, rolled silently down from the corners of her eyes.

But those weren't tears of sorrow.

Those were tears of relief, washed away by immense happiness and a sense of responsibility for being completely trusted by her son.

She did not refuse again.

She knew that from this day forward, from the moment she gripped this card tightly...

The Jiang family, who used to sigh over a few dollars and frown over small favors.

The Jiang family, who couldn't hold their heads high in the village and were looked down upon by everyone.

"well!"

Wang Xiuying choked up and nodded heavily, unable to say a word.

Jiang Jianjun, who had been silent his whole life, had already turned his back to the man standing to the side.

Those broad shoulders swayed slightly under the light.

He raised his calloused hand and quickly wiped his eye.

Then, he suddenly turned around.

His red-rimmed eyes were filled with excitement and pride.

He walked up to Jiang Chen, stretched out his large, fan-like hand, and forcefully and hard slapped Jiang Chen's shoulder!

"Good son!"

Jiang Jianjun's voice was hoarse with excitement, yet it was filled with an unprecedented sense of power!

"This money! Your mom...we'll save it for you!"

"Unless absolutely necessary, my wife and I, the old couple, won't touch a single penny!"

He straightened his back, which was hunched from years of hard work, and his face radiated an unprecedented, towering brilliance!

"But with this 500,000!"

"From now on, Dad can finally stand tall in the village!"