Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife
Chapter 270 Does His Dad Know? (2)

Chapter 270: Chapter 270 Does His Dad Know? (2)

Gu’s father shook the newspaper in his hand, "I heard that it’s like this everywhere now, regardless if you’re poor or rich. Last time, wasn’t old Wang’s kid tricked into going out to work, then ended up being taken to a place by a coworker, and then locked up for nearly a month for a brainwashing to have his family send money for investment, in what was called a pyramid scheme?"

This news had already reached Gu’s mother, and on recalling that it was indeed the case, she asked Gu’s father, "Shouldn’t you call Auntie Three, who I heard has been visiting Gu Nuan recently?"

Gu’s father was startled, "Why should I call her?"

"What are you talking about? Isn’t it Nuannuan who’s been helping her make money? She herself admitted last time, saying Nuannuan’s affairs are her own, and she wanted to help. Isn’t this a good opportunity?"

That’s when Gu’s father remembered the unpleasant incident between his daughter and Auntie Qiu last time. If possible, he did not want to see conflicts arising between his own family members and those from the Gu Family.

At that moment, Gu’s mother’s suggestion indeed seemed sensible.

"Alright, I’ll give Auntie Three a call," Gu’s father’s tone softened.

Gu’s mother continued without taking a breath, "What’s there to ask about? No need for many questions. Just tell her that I’m planning to stay with her for a few days. I know her daughter has gone there to study."

Speaking of Auntie Qiu, after getting the five million Yuan that Gu Nuan helped her earn, she initially thought it was a substantial amount. Indeed, five million Yuan, in a county town, was certainly a large sum, enough to buy several houses. However, in the big city where Gu Nuan was working, she doubted if it could even buy a toilet space in the city center.

Having ventured outside, Auntie Qiu had broadened her perspective, yet she wasn’t unaware of these matters. After much thought, she figured that the five million Yuan would be better used to invest in her daughter rather than buying a property in the outskirts of the big city.

As the saying goes, having a daughter marry well is more beneficial than a son marrying well.

Auntie Qiu began dreaming of the day her daughter would snag a wealthy suitor.

To marry into wealth, academic achievements weren’t necessary; what mattered was whether the woman was beautiful. In her eyes, her daughter Jiali was seventeen that year, decently featured and definitely beautiful.

With the five million Yuan, Auntie Qiu took out some to pull strings at a private school in the city. She had no other option; the public schools in the big city, like the downtown real estate prices, were exorbitantly expensive, and five million Yuan wouldn’t even be enough to bribe a public school principal.

Thinking of her daughter, whether public or private, regardless of her academic performance, just getting her into a school in the big city and mingling with that circle of friends was akin to entering aristocratic circles and finding a path to a better life.

Just a few days ago, after managing to transfer her schooling, Auntie Qiu immediately took her daughter to the city to attend school, while she rented a small 20 square meter apartment nearby to supervise her daughter’s studies.

Five million Yuan—she had to spend it cautiously.

Even so, in the flashy, big city, the money was clearly insufficient.

Auntie Qiu had truly lived in the northern, southern, and coastal big cities for only one day, and the experience of spending money like water had deeply shocked her.

A meal costing a few hundred Yuan was considered cheap, and spending a thousand Yuan was seen as low-level consumption. Here, if someone didn’t have an income of thousands per day, they couldn’t even lift their head in social circles.

That evening, her daughter went dancing with some new friends she met at school. Auntie Qiu sat in the rental, fervently tapping on the calculator, assessing the expenses for the past two days.

After coming here, she had no way to make money. Her husband back home thought her actions were radical, and so he deliberately controlled the money he gave her.