The young master stopped being a CEO and started learning how to cook

James stood upstairs for a long time, probably knowing that Wang Zi Han wanted to talk to her mother. He felt sad when he saw her crying. When he saw Song Zihui waving at him, he went downstairs with hurried steps, walked behind the sofa and stood to comfort Wang Zi Han: "Baby, why are you crying?" He still spoke in Chinese, even though he knew that English was his mother tongue.

After Wang Zihan raised her head, she reached out her hand to him. James bent down and hugged Wang Zihan to comfort her. He stroked her hair with his right hand, gently stroking the back of her head over and over again. He held her shoulders with his left hand and gently stroked her back, comforting and encouraging her, saying, "Baby, I love you. I hate to see you cry."

"When will your parents arrive?" Song Zihui asked James. The moisture in his eyes was no longer there. The composure of an elder was fully reflected at this moment.

"It should be soon, don't worry, Auntie. My parents are always punctual." James replied to Song Zihui gently.

Song Zihui felt that staying here would be a hindrance to the two of them, so she said, "I'll go upstairs to see Zi Han's father first. When he arrives, ask the housekeeper to come up to find us." As she spoke, she stood up.

"Okay, Auntie, go slower." James smiled. He never thought that Wang Zihan's parents would be so confident in him!

Song Zihui slowly walked to the stairs, and then slowly went up step by step. Every time he climbed a step, he was thinking about what his daughter said. Wang Zihan had dated many people, and this was the first time she told her family that she wanted to get married. In fact, she didn't want to at first, but Wang Taixing thought that his daughter was grown up and had her own ideas, and as an adult, he could only be her eternal support.

Walking to the corridor on the second floor, Song Zihui looked at the two people below who seemed to be talking about something. James was still standing behind Wang Zihan. Song Zihui didn't think that his daughter Zihan was attracted by his looks, because there were many people who were better than James in appearance. He also didn't think that James just wanted to make his daughter happy, because there were many people with better temper than him. He also didn't think that he was simply considerate to his daughter, because there were many people who were willing to pretend to be considerate to treat her well. She still changed a lot of people.

Song Zihui didn't sigh, but frowned slightly, looking at the exquisite patterns and carvings above the living room in front of her, looking into the distance through the window above the living room, closing her eyes, regaining her composure, and taking her hands off the railing. She didn't know how James had managed to deal with Wang Zihan, but she would never allow him to hurt Zihan or her family. She turned and walked towards her room slowly. After entering the room, she found that Wang Taixing, who was supposed to be busy in the study, was sitting on the sofa in the suite, looking at photos, many of which were family photos.

"What are you looking at?" Song Zihui walked over and asked him with a smile.

Wang Taixing looked up at Song Zihui who had walked in, then buried his head in the photo on his lap and said slowly, "Look at the photo of our Zihan. In the blink of an eye, she has grown up."

"If you don't want to get married, then we can just not get married." Song Zihui smiled. Indeed, if you don't want your daughter to get married, then she can just not get married. No one can say anything or stop it.

"What you said, do we really have the right to make the decision?" Wang Taixing smiled bitterly and continued, "I finally remembered the first time I went to your house. Your father looked impatient with me, but I was thinking in my heart that if my daughter brought back a man as outstanding as me, I would definitely be very happy. We are all going to get married anyway, and it is so difficult to find an outstanding person." Wang Taixing didn't know how to continue, so he just sat there without saying much, as quiet as if nothing had happened.

"But when it comes to you that your daughter is really about to be married off, you pretend to be very calm on the surface, as if it doesn't matter as long as she likes it, but you can't fool yourself, right?" Song Zihui sat next to him. He had known this man for more than 20 years. When his daughter really said she wanted to get married, he could only tell her that he was reluctant.

"That's not the case. But when I think about how I never rejected Zi Han when she asked me for help, I know she didn't just tell me casually that she wanted to get married."

"I just talked to Zi Han, and she said James is pretty good and worth a try." Song Zihui comforted her husband, but she was also reluctant to let him go.