The moment he hung up the phone, a full twenty million was deposited into Su Chen’s account. After a moment’s thought, he picked up his phone and made a few taps.
A moment later, a cry of surprise echoed from the kitchen. Chen Shufen rushed out, still clutching the kitchen knife in her hand.
Seeing Su Chen sitting in the courtyard, she hurried over to him.
Seeing the look on his mom’s face and the gleaming kitchen knife in her hand, Su Chen instinctively scooted back a couple of times, afraid she might accidentally let it slip and cut him.
"Son, why did you transfer twenty million to me??" Chen Shufen exclaimed excitedly. After all, nobody ever complains about having too much money.
"Ahem... Mom, can you please put the knife down first?" Su Chen said, pointing at the blade in Chen Shufen’s hand.
At his words, Chen Shufen finally realized what she was doing. She had been so excited that she’d run out still holding the kitchen knife.
She placed the knife on the table, pulled over a nearby chair, and asked, "What’s this all about? You transferred twenty million to me!"
Just then, Su Zhuyun and Du Furong came out as well, looking at Su Chen curiously.
Facing their curious gazes, Su Chen gave a wry smile. "Mom, I’m afraid that custom necklace is probably off the table now."
He then briefly explained the situation with Ye Feng. When they learned the twenty million was the payment for that Melo Pearl, their jaws dropped in unison.
They had been shocked enough when Du Furong said the pearl was worth a million, but now, learning that Su Chen had sold it for twenty million, the three of them were too stunned to even react.
After a long moment, Chen Shufen finally snapped out of it. She slapped her thigh excitedly and said, "So what if it’s off the table! Even if you had made it into a necklace, your mom here wouldn’t have dared to wear it. If I lost it, I’d be inconsolable."
"Besides, this is twenty million! That’s much more desirable than some silly pearl!" Chen Shufen added, unable to resist glancing at her phone again.
Du Furong, standing to the side, was green with envy. ’Twenty million!’ she thought. ’I wonder how many years I’d have to run my B&B to make that much money.’
His mom’s reaction was what Su Chen had expected. He knew Chen Shufen wasn’t fond of wearing jewelry. One could argue it was because they were poor before, but even after their hot pot restaurant started doing well, he never saw her buy any.
Thriftiness was simply ingrained in his parents’ nature; they felt opening another hot pot restaurant was a much better use of money than buying such things.
Su Zhuyun quietly sat down next to Su Chen. He glanced over at Chen Shufen, who was busy chatting with Du Furong, and muttered under his breath, "Kid, you couldn’t spare a little pocket money for your old man? Why give it all to your mom?"
"Uh... You’re broke? Don’t tell me Mom confiscated everything!" The corners of Su Chen’s mouth twitched into a smirk. ’Looks like Mom cleaned out Dad’s secret stash,’ he thought. ’Otherwise, he wouldn’t be asking me for money.’
After all, this was a first.
"Your mom only gives me five hundred yuan a month for cigarettes. For anything else, I need to show a receipt. Tell me, isn’t my life miserable?" Su Zhuyun’s face scrunched up in distress as he brought it up.


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