The domineering president goes on a blind date

When Tong Nuanwan returned home, Li Anhe had already prepared dinner.

"Try my boiled fish."

Li Anhe handed the chopsticks to Tong Nuanwan.

"Where's Aunt Liang?"

"Gone. She only comes here for one afternoon every day."

Tong Nuanwan took a bite of the boiled fish. She didn’t know whether it was sour or spicy, but it always felt a bit strange.

"Not bad, it's delicious." When cooking for the first time, the key is encouragement.

"Then eat more." Li Anhe curled his lips into a smile, poured a bowl of rice and handed it to Tong Nuanwan.

Tong Nuanwan hasn’t had a meal when she returned home for a long time. Although she knows that Li Anhe has contributed more to this family, sometimes she still hopes to have a hot meal when she returns home.

Tong Nuanwan glanced at Li Anhe. He learned to cook for her, just for her. She felt warm in her heart.

"Try this, Aunt Liang taught me how to roast corn."

Tong Nuanwan looked at Li Anhe's serious expression and planned their future life.

Tong Nuanwan lowered her head and munched on corn with a smile on her face, not noticing that Li Anhe was eagerly waiting for his comments!

When Tong Nuanwan finished eating the corn and looked up, she met Li Anhe's eyes and the corn cob in her hand fell down.

"what about the taste?"

"It's delicious." Thank you for cooking for me.

"If it tastes good, I'll make it again tomorrow."

"You're usually busy, so I'll do it."

"Then do it when I'm not busy. It shouldn't be busy tomorrow."

Tong Nuanwan burst out laughing.

The dinner was harmonious.

"Mr. Li, have you visited Anqi recently?"

"Why go see him?" Li Anhe's mind was full of his wife, so who would care about his younger brother?

"Anqi is practicing very hard, as his elder brother, don't you care about him?"

"He is now doing what he likes to do, and it's not hard."

Tong Nuanwan agreed with Li Anhe's statement that as long as people do what they like, they will not notice the hardship.

"Today Zixi went to deliver rice cakes to Anqi. I heard that Manager Zhan is very strict with Anqi and his diet is strictly controlled. If this continues, will his body be unable to bear it?"

Li Anhe took a bite of the greens. In fact, when he signed the contract with Zhan Yifei, he made a request. He hoped to hold a concert for Li Anqi before the New Year. Why before the New Year? Because after the New Year, Uncle Li and Aunt Li would be back. No one knew whether Li Anqi could continue to play the violin.

Zhan Yifei knew that Li Anqi would be her artist for perhaps only a few months, but she was still willing to help Li Anqi fulfill his dream of holding a concert.

"When the Chinese New Year comes, Third Aunt will be back, and Anqi may not be able to play the violin anymore."

"After seeing Anqi's achievements, Third Aunt might change her mind."

"It's unlikely. Anqi has participated in many violin competitions abroad. Every time Aunt San found out, she would put him in solitary confinement. Deep-rooted ideas cannot be changed just by saying so."

"Grandma can't do it either?"

"In fact, from Aunt San's perspective, she did the right thing. If Anqi doesn't like the violin, it would be a good choice to follow the path arranged by everyone."

"The children of wealthy families are so pitiful."

Tong Nuanwan took a bite of boiled fish, and Li Anhe wanted to bite off his tongue.

Why do I feel like I have done so much, but everything has returned to the starting point.

"Wanwan, this has nothing to do with the wealthy family. It's what Aunt San arranged for her child as a mother."

"If Anqi didn't have a mother from a wealthy family, how could he have the money to learn violin, and how could he have the money to go abroad and participate in international violin competitions. Don't get the benefits of a wealthy family and then resent the constraints of a wealthy family."

Li Anhe was choked with speech.