"I've been dreaming about your eldest brother lately. Next month is the anniversary of his death. I want to come back and visit." The other party's voice was very gentle.
"I'll send someone to pick you up!" Wen Yu's eyes turned quickly.
"No need! Xiaolan has already taken me home! I cooked porridge and have been waiting for you to come back to eat it."
Hearing this, Wen Yu's expression froze, "You actually cook by yourself, I really miss your cooking skills."
"Just remember my good points!" The woman smiled, "The Qi family will also return to China in a while. There are some things that others don't know, but you know them!"
The woman stopped when she ordered, "Look, just talking, you actually set the pot on fire. When cooking porridge, you need to be patient. Only when the porridge is simmered slowly can it get the flavor. Once the fire gets too high, it will be counterproductive!"
After hanging up the phone, Wen Yu's eyes were filled with unknown anger!
With a bang, he actually slammed the phone in his hand!
"Shan Ting——!" Listening to his long drawl, Shan Ting felt hairs running down his spine.
"Destroy all today's newspapers!"
What? Shan Ting simply couldn’t believe his ears! It’s you who want to publish it! It’s you who want to destroy it! It’s just a phone call, and you can change your mind faster than flipping through a book!
"Why are you still dawdling! Can't you understand what I'm saying? If a newspaper is circulated on the market, you'll be walking around with nothing to eat!"
Roaring like a beast! Shan Ting felt like he was about to have a heart attack! If he had known, he would not have been so anxious to let the staff out of the warehouse, now, he really shot himself in the foot!
"General manager!"
Tang Pi suddenly appeared at the door of the villa in his car. Liu Qingqing, who was sweating profusely, glanced back and asked, "Why are you here?"
Tang Pi whispered something to her, and Liu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and fainted in Rong Yu's arms!
Watching Liu Qingqing being carried into the car by Rong Yu, the hazy eyes behind the curtain were extremely angry. Just a little bit, I could see her kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. I couldn't swallow this breath!
The furious Wen Yubiao drove back to his hometown. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a woman with hair in a bun and fair skin standing in the lobby with a smile.
"As soon as you heard that I had stewed porridge, you came back so quickly?"
Seeing her noble smile, Wen Yu suppressed his anger.
"Sister-in-law!" Wen Yu lowered his head slightly and glanced at Wen Lan standing by the dining table with a pair of sharp eyes.
"It seems that I have stayed in Japan for too long and I am not used to the dryness here. You and your son will eat the porridge slowly. I will go back to the house to rest."
It wasn't until her swaying figure disappeared behind the long spiral staircase that Wen Yu finally withdrew his gaze.
"Did you move her out?"
"Yes!" Wen Lan admitted so completely
"Why?" Wen Yu's fist hit the mahogany table with a thud, causing the rice porridge in the bowl to splash out.
"Sooner or later, Madam will know about this. Instead of letting her complain about you, it's better to let her appreciate you!"
"What do you mean?" Wen Yu narrowed her eyes and looked at him carefully.
"News and news, but fresh anecdotes. It's not impossible for a loser like Shan Ting to bite back!"
Wen Yu's eyes became increasingly cloudy, and he began to wonder whether he had a cat or a tiger.