Chapter 348: I, Jiang Qin, Acknowledged Kinship On the Spot!

After tidying up the bed, Gao Wenhui saw “Feng Nanshu’s Mom” placing the used bedsheet into a basin, pouring laundry powder, then rolling up her sleeves and squatting down on the balcony, gently scrubbing.

This scene gave a strong sense of déjà vu to those in Room 503, as their parents did the same when they dropped them off.

Who would have thought a lady of high society would do household chores? Aren’t they supposed to have maids?

By this time, the little rich girl started to tear up, puffing her cheeks and followed, squatting beside “Mom” in the bathroom, her delicate hands too started scrubbing.

As time trickled, Room 503 gradually became clean.

Yes, the “kind mom” not only tidied up Feng Nanshu’s bed and cabinets but also did a thorough cleaning of Room 503, tidying up the common area.

This represents the professionalism of those working in government guest houses.

Those in such jobs possess the utmost efficiency in organizing and adhere strictly to standards, managing even the personal affairs of government leaders – a dorm room is a piece of cake.

However, Gao Wenhui and others felt awkward having a high-society lady clean up their mess, so they quickly joined the cleaning.

Seven people divided the work and soon, the whole dormitory looked sparkling new.

Many close relationships are established through shared labor, just like now, led by “Feng Nanshu’s Mom” in a major cleaning, Gao Wenhui felt a genuine warmth towards her.

Moreover, she definitely seemed like a mom who dotes on her daughter a lot.

Turns out the fur-wearing, afternoon tea-sipping ladies from dramas are just a facade.

Afterwards, everyone finished cleaning, rested by sitting on the beds, Feng Nanshu sat close to “Mom,” although their appearances looked unalike, their closeness resembled that of a loving mother and daughter.

“It’s almost noon, you all must be hungry, right?”

“Auntie, we’re… okay.” Fang Shuling replied just as her stomach embarrassingly grumbled.

“Stomachs grumbling like that, you haven’t eaten breakfast, have you? Let me have your Uncle Jiang reserve a table at the restaurant. We can rest a bit more and then go straight to eat.”

“?”

The people of Room 503 exchanged a look, suddenly realizing Feng Nanshu’s dad is Jiang Feng – that makes sense, right?

Because if Feng Nanshu’s dad had a surname other than Feng, even a three-year-old would understand that.

They weren’t dumb or lacking in imagination, it just never occurred to them to think about their real-life drama in such an extravagant way.

“Previously we discussed family and parents in the dorm, Nanshu always remained silent. I thought there were problems at her home.”

Fang Shuling whispered secretly to Gao Wenhui.

Reminiscing about the start of school when Feng Nanshu entered Room 503 as a wealthy heiress, her bodyguards swiftly arranged everything for her, even made a toilet paper bow in the restroom.

Besides security and drivers, they never saw Feng Nanshu’s parents.

Yes, you’re from a wealthy family, but a daughter attending university deserves at least an appearance by her parents. Their absence made it seem like they didn’t care, but it appears they were misunderstood.

“Initially, I felt the same, but now all I can think of is the saying, ‘Only mothers are truly great, a child with a mother is blessed.’”

As Gao Wenhui spoke, she looked up at the “kind mom,” feeling her fondness grow, and felt worried for Jiang Qin.

With parents who dote on Feng Nanshu meeting Jiang Qin, who’s pretentious and flamboyant, could they really approve of him?

Meanwhile, outside the girls’ dorm, Jiang Zhenghong was having a great chat with Uncle Gong. He realized the wealthy have their class, even a driver holds profound knowledge.

From global situations to mundane daily staples, discussing from financial crises to vegetable market prices, they thoroughly enjoyed their conversation.

Soon, after receiving a call from his wife, Jiang Zhenghong stood up, “Youqin wants to invite Nanshu and her dorm mates for a meal. I’ll go reserve a table. Uncle Gong, park the car and join us.”

“Mr. Jiang, I’ll pass. I rented a place nearby, haven’t stayed there in ages, need to tidy it up now.”

“Is that so, then shall I go ahead?”

“Take care, call me if you need anything.”

Uncle Gong saw off Jiang Zhenghong, looked deeply at the dorm building, hoping the young lady was enjoying her time.

The Jiang couple are good people, managed to raise such a considerate son-in-law, and their daughter also deserved such a match.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhenghong reached the pedestrian street outside campus, swaggered into Nanshan Restaurant, and booked a private dining room for lunch.

This showcases the importance of decoration at Nanshan Restaurant. Even first-time visitors choose this place after comparing with other eateries. How could it not be profitable?

After entering the dining room, Jiang Zhenghong took out his phone, located Jiang Qin’s number, contemplating whether to call his son as well.

Linchuan and Jizhou are not far apart, so the Jiang family has some distant relatives here. Although infrequent, family gatherings are needed for significant occasions.

Like this time, Jiang Qin’s grandmother’s cousin’s grandson is getting married, specifically sent an invitation, inviting them to the wedding banquet.

Logically, for such distantly related relatives, the whole family wouldn’t mobilize. Sending some gift money would suffice, but Yuan Youqin wanted to use this opportunity to visit Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu’s school, hence the family outing.

Why not inform Jiang Qin earlier? This also had considerations.

Because the shock from the CD Feng Nanshu brought home was too much for the couple. Their son making the news not for studies but for business, what parents could suddenly accept such astounding news.

Moreover, they knew nothing about the internet. They understood “Zhihu” and “Pintuan” were websites but didn’t grasp how websites made money.

Especially, in these times, internet usage was considered a bad habit by parents, particularly if they had children studying in school. Mentioning the internet usually brought negative connotations.

Thus, Yuan Youqin had another motive for this visit, to see what exactly her son was doing at the school, to ensure what they saw was real, they purposely didn’t inform, aiming for a surprise inspection.

However, Jiang Zhenghong felt there was no need, being on the news signified something good, no surprise checks were necessary.

Thus, after hesitating for three minutes, Jiang Dad still dialed the number, called his son.

At this moment, Jiang Qin was in Room 208 having a meeting with the technical team. Integrating Alipay with Pintuan was serious business. To ensure system stability and payment security, they decided to seek a professional company for assistance and were selecting a suitable candidate.

Simultaneously, Gao Wenhui was updating him with the latest news via QQ.

“Nanshu’s mom is making her bed and washed the bedsheets.”

“…”

“Her mom is helping our dorm with a major clean-up, wow, didn’t know newspaper could clean windows so well!”

“…”

…

“Nanshu’s mom is inviting us out for a meal, her dad went to reserve the table.”

Reading one QQ message after another, Jiang Qin paused, thinking about making beds, washing sheets, helping their dorm clean up, even teaching them to clean windows. Saying she’s a stepmom or a real mom is one thing, but as a lady of high society, this doesn’t quite fit.

You could say she’s wealthy but loves doing housework – he couldn’t believe such people existed.

So, these descriptions Gao Wenhui gave seemed odd for Feng Nanshu’s stepmom, but perfectly normal for his own mom.

At that thought, Jiang Qin paused, then his heart skipped a beat, thinking, could it be?

The next second, his phone vibrated, it was from Jiang Zhenghong, asking him to come to the school gate for a meal, confirming his suspicions.

Seems like it’s my mom, yes, my mom, truly my mom…

Jiang Boss’s thoughts went through several upheavals as he muttered to himself, unsure how to react.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Qin ended the meeting and walked off-campus, while everyone from Room 503 had already entered the private dining room.

All the way, Yuan Youqin held hands with Feng Nanshu, the scene beautifully heartwarming.

“I’ve informed Jiang Qin, he said he’ll be here soon,” Jiang Zhenghong suddenly spoke.

Yuan Youqin responded slightly annoyed, “It was supposed to catch him off guard, yet you had to tip him off.”

“It’s not that serious, you’re overthinking it.”

Listening to the couple’s dialogue, everyone besides Feng Nanshu held their breath, squeezing cold sweat for Jiang Qin.

To catch him off guard? They’re really targeting him.

But it seemed Feng Nanshu’s dad was still rational, there might be room for negotiation. Gao Wenhui had prepared her speech, ready to appeal to their emotions and reason, to first save Jiang Qin’s life, if not, settling for breaking his leg.

As everyone harbored their thoughts, the door of the private dining room opened, and Jiang Qin walked in.

“Mom and Dad, you should have informed me about your visit, my mind is all muddled now.”

Hearing this, Gao Wenhui and others were truly shocked, as the room was so quiet, the sound of gasping was quite audible.

Damn, knew you made your fortune shamelessly, but such boldness? Feng Nanshu’s parents came accusing, and you just acknowledged kinship openly?

“If my ex-boyfriend had his guts, I’d have three kids by now.”

Wang Haini couldn’t help but mutter to herself, deeply impressed by Jiang Qin’s opening remark.