[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-restarted-life-1992":3,"chapter-my-restarted-life-1992-my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-929":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","My Restarted Life: 1992",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2280479,4460,"Chapter 929","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-929",929,"\u003Cp>“Eat, eat!” Zhou Andong put meat and vegetables into the pot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan looked at Zhao Ping with clear displeasure: “Why didn’t you tell me they were here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qi immediately took over: “What, you don’t want to see your own daughter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seeing you makes me annoyed.” Gu Minglan gave no quarter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ping sighed helplessly: “Qiuqiu and Dongzi asked me to invite you over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan snorted: “Didn’t you tell him what I said?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong’s face beamed like a blooming flower; to Gu Minglan, it only fueled her anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you already know, why even come see me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong eagerly picked up a slice of meat and placed it in Gu Minglan’s bowl: “Mom…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!” Gu Minglan held up a stopping hand. “Can you just not call me Mom? It makes me feel like I can’t breathe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, fine, I won’t!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qi shot Zhou Andong a warning glance—don’t provoke the old goddess further, or he’d only make things worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget making 1 billion in two years—even if he made 10 billion, it might still not count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright!” Zhou Andong dared not call her Mom anymore, not even Auntie: “Auntie, I came to see you just to say this—two years for 1 billion? That’s too easy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Before Gu Minglan could respond, Jian Mingfan actually panicked: “Sis… Brother Dong, can you please be a little more restrained in front of Second Auntie? Don’t go blowing smoke.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ping was stunned. She’d always thought Zhou Andong was quite mature—even if he was thick-skinned, it was a minor flaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what was going on today? Especially in front of Gu Minglan—why was he speaking without any restraint? Was he trying to hang himself on his own birthday?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Dong is Zhou Dong—his words are always grand.” Gu Minglan sneered. “Fine. Since you say it’s easy, I’ll hold to my word: if you make 1 billion in two years, I’ll let you call me Mom right away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom!” Zhou Andong’s “Mom” rang out crisp and clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait!” Gu Minglan’s face darkened further. “Don’t you understand me? I said—only if you make 1 billion within two years will I let you call me Mom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to wait two years.” Zhou Andong again placed a tender cabbage heart into her bowl: “I already have 1 billion in personal assets.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Clatter!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Mingfan had just lifted a meat slice toward his mouth; hearing Zhou Andong’s words, his chopsticks and the meat clattered onto the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sis… Brother-in-law, you’re not just blowing smoke, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never blow smoke.” Zhou Andong glanced at Jian Mingfan. “Don’t you know? To a strong person, every word they speak is truth—but to a weak one, it sounds like boasting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ping opened her mouth to say something, then closed it, glancing at Zhou Andong before turning her eyes to Jian Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qi nodded to Zhao Ping, then looked at her mother: “Mom, what Dongzi said is true—and it’s not just 1 billion. Add another zero and it still falls short.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Clatter!* This time Zhao Ping dropped her chopsticks: “Qiuqiu… are you serious?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course!” Jian Qi looked at Zhou Andong with pride: “Last year, when the pound depreciated, Dongzi predicted it. We shorted the pound and bought stocks at the bottom—within months, we made over 2 billion U.S. dollars.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence. Only the bubbling of the hot pot broke it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Zhao Ping exhaled slowly, then laughed, turning to Gu Minglan, who was still dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second Sister-in-law, you’ve got nothing to say now, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan snapped back to reality, gave Zhou Andong a complex look, then glanced at her daughter, sighed, said nothing, and stood to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qi’s face changed instantly; she moved to chase after her, when Gu Minglan spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After dinner, go to Courtyard Six. Your grandfather wants to meet Zhou Andong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qi froze. Then came the sharp slam of the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong chewed thoughtfully, looking worried: “Auntie, is my mother-in-law overwhelmed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ping chuckled: “Not just your mother-in-law—I’m reeling too. I’ve never even seen 20,000 U.S. dollars in one pile, let alone 2 billion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah!” Jian Mingfan nodded eagerly, stars in his eyes as he stared at Zhou Andong: “Brother-in-law, when I graduate, I’m joining you. Don’t you dare turn me down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong smiled: “I can’t decide that. Ask your dad and mom—if they agree, I’ll take you in. I guarantee you won’t go hungry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ping was genuinely delighted: “If you agree, I won’t object. Your father won’t either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qi glanced nervously at the door: “Do you think my mom will be okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course,” Zhao Ping waved her hand. “Even I, as her aunt, was stunned by 2 billion U.S. dollars. How much more so for her, as his mother-in-law? She needs time to process.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qi still wasn’t reassured. She checked the time and said to Zhou Andong: “Let’s stop eating. Let’s go to Courtyard Six now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eat first,” Zhao Ping cut in before Zhou Andong could speak. “A few minutes won’t matter. After we eat, I’ll go with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m coming too!” Jian Mingfan raised his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine,” Jian Qi nodded reluctantly. “Then hurry up and eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the spirit!” Zhao Ping urged Zhou Andong: “Dongzi, eat fast—we’ve got to go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan walked along the roadside, her mind in chaos, but Jian Qi’s words—2 billion U.S. dollars—echoed endlessly in her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking for over ten minutes, she stopped, looked up at the setting sun, sighed deeply, and raised her hand to hail a taxi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Courtyard Six, the old master had just finished eating and sat in the living room reading the newspaper. Seeing Gu Minglan return so soon, he was surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you back so soon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan sat silently beside him: “Jian Qi and Zhou Andong were there too. I didn’t eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old master shook his head helplessly. He wanted to say something, but seeing her pale face, he held his tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, she was his daughter-in-law—not his son. Some things couldn’t be spoken plainly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, Gu Minglan suddenly said: “I’m done interfering in Jian Qi and Zhou Andong’s affairs.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1036,"2026-06-20T01:18:52.456Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6ba5e5172a26be3277ae6e45f1062300b69bcb5ea2cb147b148e30dac991879b","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-930","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-928",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-restarted-life-1992-cover.jpg"]