Zhang Han found it both funny and exasperating, "Your mom, really has a shrewd face."
Afterwards, he studied the stocks Zhang Yu had invested in, the prospects seemed good but not so much that it would skyrocket.
In the end, Zhang Yu made the right bet, the stock market prices just shot up, Zhang Han could only describe it as 'fool's luck'.
"Now I look after your mom, Little Jun, you should take care of your aunt in the future."
"Xiao Ji, you're your mom's only son, you need to care for her more." Zhang Han didn't count on Zhang Yu, anyway, there were still Zhang Zejun and the others around.
Ever since he was young, Zhang Zejun was told by his grandparents to take care of his aunt, he never found it troublesome at all.
His aunt was always good to him, taking him out to play and remembering his birthday, giving him gifts.
"Uncle, don't worry, I only have one mom, I'll definitely treat her well."
