Zhao Minghan looked at the girl he quite liked.

Although she rejected him, they had at least met.

Zhao Minghan shouldn't treat people with contempt just because she was rejected.

He looked at Wen Qiao and said with a smile, "Ji Chuan is a rather aloof person, but he is actually kind-hearted. Don't be intimidated by his cold appearance."

Wen Qiao said softly, "Brother Zhao is right, Mr. Shen is just cold on the outside but warm on the inside."

Not only was my heart burning, but my body was also scalding hot.

After Wen Qiao finished speaking, she went upstairs to the second floor.

Zhao Minghan watched Wen Qiao's retreating figure and chuckled.

"This girl, shouldn't she be calling you Uncle Chen? Why is she calling you Mr. Chen instead?"

Shen Jichuan said calmly, "Distant relatives don't need to be concerned with seniority."

Shen Jichuan raised an eyebrow as he spoke.

"She calls you Brother Zhao? And me Uncle Chen? I'm a year younger than you."

Zhao Minghan chuckled.

"Look at you, why are you still concerned about your age?"

Shen Jichuan sneered inwardly.

Zhao Minghan used to be chasing after that girl. Why didn't he say back then that he was old enough to be Wen Qiao's uncle?

Wen Qiao calls Zhao Minghan "Brother Zhao".

Why would someone who is a year younger than Zhao Minghan call him Uncle Shen?

He was not happy about it.

Li Ling usually just tries to fool Shen Jichuan with the food, and she's slow and messy when she cooks.

But today, guests came to her house, and Li Ling complained while chopping meat that she had to cook a few more dishes because of them.

I accidentally cut my finger while I was distracted.

Wang Zhihui came to the Shen family's house on the weekend, ostensibly to see Uncle Shen, but actually she wanted to see Shen Haiyang.

Shen Haiyang wasn't home.

Wang Zhihui showed little interest in other things, and idly helped peel garlic in the kitchen.

Hearing Li Ling's exclamation, Wang Zhihui quickly went over.

After seeing the injury on Li Ling's finger.

Wang Zhihui immediately rushed out and shouted loudly.

"Uncle Chen, something terrible has happened! Sister Ling cut her finger, and it's all bloody."

Shen Jichuan subconsciously wondered if he would even be able to eat today's food.

The key point is Zhao Minghan, who still brought wine today.

Zhao Minghan doesn't visit the Shen family very often.

On a few occasions, it wasn't because Shen Jichuan was sick or injured.

Also, Shen Haiyang was injured while protecting state property last time.

This is the first time I've ever brought gifts to someone's door as a guest.

We can't let people go hungry.

Shen Jichuan glanced at Wang Zhihui.

"Take Sister Ling to get this sorted out first."

"Uncle Chen, should we go to the community clinic? Or stay at home? If I go out with Sister Ling, who will prepare lunch for you?"

Wang Zhihui was also frightened when she saw Li Ling's hands covered in blood.

She genuinely believed that Li Ling had cut off her finger, and was wondering whether to go to a clinic or a hospital.

Shen Jichuan calmly said, "Go to the clinic, hurry up, don't worry about anything else."

Wang Zhihui nodded, turned around and accompanied Li Ling outside.

Shen Jichuan frowned, thinking that he might as well go out to eat with Zhao Minghan.

Just as he was about to get up, before he could even speak, he saw Wen Qiao coming down from the second floor. She calmly walked past Shen Jichuan.

"Don't worry, sir, I'll make lunch."

"Brother Zhao, please wait a moment with your husband, I'll start cooking right away."

Zhao Minghan smiled and nodded.

"Xiao Qiao, thank you for troubling me again. To be honest, I've been craving your cooking lately."

Wen Qiao smiled slightly, but didn't agree to anything.

Seeing Wen Qiao smile at Zhao Minghan, Shen Jichuan felt inexplicably angry.

She was saying she was seducing him, and she even smiled at Zhao Minghan.

Wen Qiao is a woman with a truly cunning mind.

At such a young age, she dared to approach him and seduce him, even touching and talking to him.

The thought of that day, when she deliberately knocked on his door and went in to seduce him, still lingered in my mind.

Shen Jichuan immediately felt uncomfortable all over.

He stood up and said to Zhao Minghan:

"Have a seat for a bit, I'll go see what she's going to prepare. If not, we can eat out..."

Zhao Minghan hurriedly said, "No need to go out to eat, I'm not busy today. I really am craving Xiao Qiao's cooking. You don't know, the nanny my mother hired later is really no good. She looks older and more experienced, but she's not as meticulous as Xiao Qiao."

Xiao Qiao?

He called out to me in a rather affectionate way.

"Old Zhao, be careful. Getting too close to women isn't good for you."

Zhao Minghan chuckled.

"I've been divorced for many years, and I'm not married anymore. Why is it wrong for me to say a few words to a woman? Besides, I just admire Xiao Qiao. Never mind, you wouldn't understand anyway."

I've never been in a relationship, nor have I ever been married.

Shen Jichuan's emotions are purer than a blank sheet of paper; what does he know?