The powerful pet of a wealthy family, he is very good at coaxing the husband of the chief executive.

Zhou Decai pressed the phone and heard footsteps coming from the door.

He subconsciously looked up and was a little stunned.

"Sixth Master." Ji Yi extended his cell phone to Zhan Junyan and took a look. The screen clearly displayed the incoming call from Jingyuan's landline.

The next second, the caller hung up.

Zhou De hurried over and said, "Sir, you are back."

"Ah."

Zhan Junyan walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Is something wrong?"

This natural momentum made Zhou Deru feel proud, "First... Sir, Madam has just gone out."

Seeing that the man obviously didn't remember much, Ji Yi reminded, "Sixth Master, you said at the beginning that you would not let your wife go out so much."

Zhan Junyan just remembered this and frowned slightly.

Disobeying the master's order, Zhou De was afraid of being punished, so he quickly said: "Sir, today is the winter solstice, and my wife has made dumplings to deliver to the old house."

"I can't stop you. I just planned to report to you."

"Dumplings?" Zhan Junyan looked at Zhou De, with some surprise in his dark eyes.

"Yes." Seeing that the man was not angry, Zhou De continued, "Madam went to the kitchen to make dumplings early in the morning."

"Why isn't the kitchen ready?"

He spent so much money to hire a chef, but let the owner do it himself?

Seeing that the man was displeased, Zhou De bravely spoke up for the chef, "Madam wants to cook it herself. She didn't ask anyone to help her from the beginning to the end, and we didn't dare to make her unhappy."

After hearing this, the coldness on the man's body subsided a little.

Zhou De secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked carefully, "I still have some left at home. Do you want to try it?"

"Has she eaten?"

"Madam hasn't eaten yet. Madam made the dumplings, packed them and sent them over."

"Let's have lunch."

Without saying a word, Zhan Junyan went upstairs.

*

Li Wanyuan is here.

After arriving at the old house, Li Wanyuan went to the kitchen to cook the dumplings before serving them to his grandfather.

"Grandpa, please try it. I cooked it for you a little longer."

When Mr. Zhan saw that there was only one bowl, he asked, "Where's Wanwan's?"

"Grandpa, please eat. These are brought for you. We still have them at home. I will eat them when I go back later."

Zhang Ma on the side said: "Old man, Mrs. Six made these dumplings by herself. You are the first one to eat them."

Mr. Zhan paused for a moment before nodding appreciatively, "Wanwan is so considerate."

This voice sounded a bit regretful and helpless.

The old man has so many family members, but none of them would come to have a meal with him on the winter solstice.

Even if someone comes over sometimes, it's always for something.

There was really no one like Li Wanyan who simply brought dumplings to him.

Except, of course, for his busy grandson.

Mr. Zhan picked up a dumpling and waited until it was no longer so hot before putting it in his mouth.

At that moment, Li Wanyan thought he saw his grandfather.

My thoughts gradually drift away...

"Late night?"

"……what?"

"Grandpa said the dumplings you made are delicious."

Li Wanyan looked into the bowl and realized that his grandfather had finished all the dumplings.

"Thank you, Grandpa, as long as you like it."

Mr. Zhan straightened his back, alleviating some of the pressure in his stomach.

Zhang Ma and the old housekeeper on the side were a little shocked.

As people get older, their gastrointestinal function is not very good. Usually, the old man will only take two bites of a kind of food.

Don’t eat too much.

But now, he finished a bowl of ordinary dumplings.

"I like it, grandpa likes it so much." Mr. Zhan looked at the old butler, "Is lunch ready in the kitchen?"

The old housekeeper said, "We have to wait another quarter of an hour."

"Let the kitchen hurry up so you don't stay hungry late."

Hearing this, Li Wanyan stood up and said, "Grandpa, no need, I'll just go back and eat."

She had no intention of staying for lunch.

"How can this kid go back hungry?"

"It's okay, Grandpa, I just came to see you. You can go to bed early later."

Mr. Zhan thought for a while, "That's okay, you young people will taste better when you eat it yourself."

"Mama Zhang, please go there later. I'll have someone prepare some supplements, and Ma Zhang will bring them with me when the time comes."

During this time, I was communicating with Zhang Ma on the phone. The old man wanted to stay and ask her in detail.

Zhang Ma, "Yes, old man."

Afraid that his grandson's wife would be late for dinner when she returned home, Mr. Zhan didn't keep anyone around.

It was [-]:[-] when Li Wanyan came out of the old house. It took half an hour to drive back to Jingyuan, so it would be appropriate to have lunch.

However, not long after leaving his old house, Li Wanxuan received a call from Sheng Jing.

This was the first time Sheng Jing contacted her since the last time they saw each other.

She had thought she would lose this good friend.

Li Wanyuan answered the phone, "Hello, Brother Sheng Jing."

The same words are a bit unfamiliar.

"Wanwan, I'm in Ancheng."

"Brother Sheng Jing, I..."

"Wanwan." The rejection was interrupted, and Sheng Jing's voice was a little hurt, "I don't even have the chance to spend the winter solstice with you?"

15 minutes later, a high-end apartment.

Sheng Jing hurriedly poured water for Li Wanyan and washed the fruit, "Wanwan, you eat some fruit first, and I'll cook the dumplings."

"Okay." Li Wanyan was a little unfamiliar with Sheng Jing like this.

After Sheng Jing went to the kitchen, she felt a little more relaxed.

Unable to escape after that meeting, Li Wanyan had no choice but to follow Sheng Jing here.

She actually still hopes that her relationship with Sheng Jing can return to its original state.

Sheng Jing learned to cook when he was abroad, so he poured the dumplings into the pot and stir-fried them next to them.

Half an hour later, a plate of dumplings and two vegetables were placed on the dining table, as well as a basin of tomato and egg soup.

"Wanwan, you can try the dumplings." Sheng Jing first put a dumpling into Li Wanyan's bowl.

"Thank you, Brother Sheng Jing, I'll do it myself."

Sheng Jing used to pick up food for Li Wanyan when he was in school, but since he expressed his feelings to her, she felt a little uncomfortable with such behavior.

The feeling of unfamiliarity made Sheng Jing pause, "Okay, then you can eat it yourself."

Li Wanyuan picked up the chopsticks and took a dumpling from the plate. Sheng Jing's eyes flashed with confusion.

The dumplings had been sitting for a while and were no longer hot. Li Wanyan took a bite.

It's her favorite mushroom and beef filling.

Seeing that Sheng Jing was looking at him, Li Wanyan responded, "It's delicious."

Sheng Jing's face lit up, "If it's delicious, just eat more."

This time, instead of picking up food for Li Wanyuan, he pushed several plates towards her.

Li Wanxuan tightened her grip on the chopsticks and tried hard to control her expression.

"Thank you, you eat too."

The two dishes made by Sheng Jing are all Li Wanyuan's taste, and even the soup is her favorite.

Seeing the person she likes eating the food she cooked, Sheng Jing felt very satisfied.

After leaving Ancheng that time, Sheng Jing had someone buy this apartment in Ancheng.

He came over from Jincheng this morning. He told a shop the details and paid a high price for the dumplings to be made.

Although his people did not find out the reason for her sudden marriage, Sheng Jing still felt that something was fishy.