The Chosen System: Counterattack with Husband

In a room in the staff quarters of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, Jian Lan was preparing lunch in the kitchen as usual. Her face was extremely calm, and apart from her focused eyes, no other emotions could be seen.

Having drunk too much yesterday and now suffering from a splitting headache, Zhan Wei declined the call from his colleagues at the same institute to continue drinking and went home carrying his half-worn briefcase.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhan Wei smelled a refreshing fragrance. He put down his briefcase and went to the kitchen, where he saw chicken soup cooking on the stove.

"You're back." Jian Lan greeted him calmly. "Wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

Zhan Wei smiled, thinking that he didn't have to go to the office to be busy in the afternoon, so he simply went to the bedroom to change into home clothes, and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands thoroughly.

Jian Lan was still thinking about him. The pot of chicken soup stewing on the stove was obviously made for him who was hungover.

Feeling good about himself, Zhan Wei wiped his hands with a towel, went to the bedroom to get his mobile phone, sat at the dining table and started watching videos.

Jian Lan glanced into the living room through the small window in the kitchen and caught sight of Zhan Wei's face, who was lowering his head.

She herself did not expect that it was her daughter, whom she always thought had never grown up, who gave her the confidence to leave Zhan Wei.

Jian Lan originally thought that she would be somewhat sad, but when the moment really came, her heart was calm without any waves.

She skillfully poured the cooked chicken soup into a large bowl, and scooped out the cooked vegetables from the wok and brought them to the dining table.

Zhan Wei did not stand up to help Jian Lan, but continued to look down at his phone intently.

This man has never changed.

He is not a wicked villain, but he is not the kind of man she can spend her life with.

When the two bowls of rice were brought to the table, Zhan Wei, who had been scrolling through his phone, finally raised his eyes. After casually saying "thank you for your hard work" to Jian Lan, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

As Jian Lan got older, her appetite wasn't very good and she ate in small bites. She wanted to finish the meal quietly before telling Zhan Wei that she wanted to leave.

During the meal, neither of them started talking. They just ate quietly, just like every other meal.

Only after Zhan Wei finished his meal and drank two bowls of chicken soup did he finally let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"Beautiful lady, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Zhan Wei praised Jian Lan's cooking skills with a playful smile, completely unaware of her mood changes.

"It's OK, it's good enough to eat."

Jian Lan smiled faintly and did not chat about the topic as usual. She just finished the food at the bottom of the bowl in silence.

Zhan Wei's playful expression finally subsided a little, and he also felt that Jian Lan was different today than before.

"What's the matter? Who in the company is giving you a hard time again? You don't look very happy."

Zhan Wei asked in a very rude manner, and while speaking he carefully observed Jian Lan's expression at the moment.

"No, I'm in a good mood today." Jian Lan gently placed the bowl and chopsticks in her hand on the dining table. "I just want to tell you something."

Although she didn't feel too reluctant to give up this relationship, Jian Lan still wanted to end it properly.

Zhan Wei finally had a premonition of what was going to happen next. He turned away as if escaping, picked up his phone and wanted to go to the bedroom.

"I've already found a house and my luggage is almost packed."

Jian Lan looked straight at Zhan Wei and spoke in a calm but solemn tone.

"So, it's time for me to move out."

Zhan Wei frowned slightly and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter this time? Stop making trouble, let's talk it out."

Jian Lan sighed lightly: Now he still thinks she is joking with him, and even thinks it is very easy to coax herself.

"You know what I mean - I mean, it's time for us to separate."

The moment these words came out of Jian Lan's mouth, the corners of Zhan Wei's lips tightened instantly, and there was no more laughter in his eyes.

"are you serious?"

There were already some wrinkles between Jian Lan's delicate and gentle brows, but her eyes were calm and firm.

"Yes, I've actually wanted to bring this up for a long time, and today is the perfect opportunity."

For some reason, Zhan Wei's throat became choked at this moment, and he couldn't utter a word to try to keep him.

At their age, they basically won't joke about this matter. Since Jian Lan has said it, it means that she has definitely made plans for the next step.

"You said you've found a house? Where is it?"

Zhan Wei managed to keep his composure and forced himself to smile.

"I'm off duty the day after tomorrow. I'll drive you there."

Jian Lan shook her head and declined Zhan Wei without even a second's thought.

"No need, the house was bought by Yi Yu, and she will send me there later."

Jian Lan's tone was gentle, and her words were powerful. However, when these words reached Zhan Wei's ears, they made him inexplicably angry.

"I've long told this kid to stop talking nonsense, and you shouldn't believe everything she says."

Zhan Wei never liked Xu Yiyu's constant mention of "if I had a few hundred million". He also knew that it would be difficult for Xu Yiyu to find a job after returning to Lucheng, so he didn't take Jian Lan's words seriously at all.

"Houses in the capital are not cheap, how can this kid afford one?"

After seeing Zhan Wei's reaction, Jian Lan lowered her brows and murmured in an almost inaudible voice.

"What you said is absolutely correct..."

Zhan Wei's hearing was a little hard, so he didn't hear clearly what Jian Lan said for a moment, and his tone of questioning became a little aggressive.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

Jian Lan, who would never confront Zhan Wei at such times in the past, did not back down at this moment. Instead, she changed her words, raised her voice, and repeated what she had just said.

"What I just said is indeed correct. When you hear something that does not conform to your own understanding, your first reaction is always to deny and discourage the enthusiasm of the person who made the speech, rather than maintaining your respect and listening to the person finish his or her words."

Jian Lan had never been a weakling in the workplace, but she had been living under someone else's roof during her time in the imperial capital, so even if she wanted to speak up, she had to consider other people's expressions first.

In the imperial capital where the cost of renting a house is so high, Jian Lan thought it was better to have less trouble than more, so she never confronted Zhan Wei.

Zhan Wei looked at Jian Lan who said this with almost disbelief. He opened his mouth in vain but was speechless for a moment.

How could such a virtuous person like Jian Lan say such a thing! And is there anything wrong with what he said? Shouldn't people be down-to-earth in their work and life?

But he had never heard Xu Yiyu finish his words before.

"I wasn't kidding you just now. The house was indeed bought on a single word."

Jian Lan straightened his back and raised his head, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"To be honest, I really regret not standing by her side before. But she has her own destiny now, and I have seen it with my own eyes, so please don't deny her without authorization."

Zhan Wei subconsciously wanted to refute Jian Lan, but when he looked into Jian Lan's eyes, he couldn't say a word.

Jian Lan glanced at her mobile phone aside calmly, but still did not take out the recording that her daughter sent her.

Just consider it as the last bit of dignity left for Zhan Wei.

"I'll pack the rest of my luggage tomorrow."

Jian Lan calmly stood up and walked towards the master bedroom.

"Today's meal is the last one I cook for you. It's your turn to wash the dishes."

The door of the master bedroom slowly closed, and Zhan Wei finally realized what had just happened. After a brief thought in his mind, he picked up his phone and sent a message to someone.

[Sister, Jian Lan said she wants to break up with me, can you give me some advice? ]

When Zhan Wei put down his phone, his expression became much more relaxed, and he carried the dishes to the kitchen quite naturally.

He didn't think what he did was wrong.

He didn't think anything he had done was wrong.

So... let someone with more say be the judge!