Then, Ruan Ruan sat up abruptly, biting her nails as she stared at Wang Zheng's departing figure, silently pondering.

The fleeting glint in her eyes revealed that she wasn't as obedient as she appeared.

...

When Wang Zheng dragged his tired body back home, he was shocked to find that he had become the last person in the family to get off work.

As he smelled the aroma of food filling the living room, tears welled up in Wang Zheng's eyes.

Damn it, can this world ever get any better?

Let's fight against involution, starting with ourselves!

Recalling that afternoon, the three professors from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, whose combined age was nearly two hundred, disregarded his presence and engaged in a fierce argument because of the failure of their research once again.

Wang Zheng felt his head buzzing, and even now, when he closes his eyes, he can almost hear the heated words of the experts when they disagree.

After Wang Zheng changed his shoes and walked into the living room, he saw a clean dining table, and his parents had already finished eating and were chatting on the sofa.

Wang Zheng was overcome with grief.

Parents are truly the ones who love their children; the children were just an accident!

Come to think of it, my mom and I work in the same company, so she really doesn't seem to have any intention of waiting for me to go home together.

Fine, I won't wait then. But why are you ignoring my meals now?

"Oh dear, my frail shoulders have borne too much. I shouldn't have sold myself for such a low price as a ton of liquid spiritual energy. If Old Man Chu can't recover, I'll have suffered a huge loss..."

Of course, this was just Wang Zheng himself at Versailles.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have accepted Ma's boastful remark: "The professors have a new experimental direction and need your cooperation."

He immediately dropped what he was doing and went along...

Seeing Wang Zheng standing at the door muttering to himself, Li Liang stopped giving her husband instructions.

He planned to let him digest the procedures and precautions for tomorrow's experiment first, then turned to Wang Zheng and said:

"Xiao Zheng, the food is all warmed up in the pot for you. Just take it out and eat. Go eat quickly and get some rest. We'll need your Holy Light spell tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wang, his face filled with sorrow, was about to turn and walk towards the kitchen, lamenting his lowly status in the family.

He saw his father, whom his wife had been nagging about all night, rush towards him with shining eyes, as if he had seen a savior.

"Don't move, I'll do it!!!"

Wang Shengrong rushed over and shoved Wang Zheng onto the dining table.

"You'll have to work hard tomorrow. You must be exhausted to get back so late. Sit down and rest for a while. Dad will heat up your food."

Then, this former "strongman" rushed into the kitchen with lightning speed.

What was originally a meal that could be eaten straight out of the kitchen was transformed into a two-dish-and-soup meal by him.

Before Wang Zheng could even feel touched, his father's complaints came from the kitchen amidst the clatter of pots and pans.

"Why say so much? I can't possibly remember it all."

"It's not like there aren't other researchers watching. We'll just do whatever they say."

"Didn't my son say it's very simple? Besides, that demon is unconscious. When the time comes, a burst of holy light will come down, and he can be dealt with in the blink of an eye."

"Old women are so long-winded, they're giving me a headache."

...

If his father hadn't been speaking so quietly, as if afraid of being overheard, Wang Zheng would have suspected that his father had been possessed by a demon.

That's incredibly audacious!

'Dad's gotten too cocky. Does he think that even if he really awakens, he'll be in charge of the Wang family from now on...?'

When Wang Shengrong came out again with a smile, carrying the food, he saw his wife with a livid face and his son with a strange expression, covering his mouth and chuckling.

A feeling of unease immediately welled up in my heart.

"I...I didn't say anything when I was cooking, did I?"

Seeing his father's submissive demeanor, which perfectly illustrated his position as the younger brother in the family, Wang Zheng couldn't hold back any longer and deliberately stirred things up:

“You not only spoke, but you spoke very loudly. I think Mom already knows how dissatisfied you are with him.”

As soon as Wang Zheng finished speaking, Wang Shengrong's expression changed drastically, and he said to Wang Zheng in disbelief:

"How could that be? I was just thinking it to myself..."

Then, as if he had just remembered something, he quickly turned to his wife to explain.

"Ah, no, no, I didn't say anything, I didn't think anything, honey, I was wrong, it wasn't me, it wasn't me!!!"

Li Liang's eyebrows shot up, her mental energy erupted, causing her clothes to flutter loudly, and then she glared at Wang Zheng.

"Go and rest after you finish eating, so as not to affect tomorrow's experiment."

Young Master Wang, who was out there making a big fuss, was unusually obedient at this moment. He kept his head down and didn't say a word, respectfully shoveling rice into his mouth without daring to utter a single word.

Seeing how obedient Wang Zheng was, Li Liang nodded coldly, then dragged Wang Shengrong back to the bedroom by the ear.

After his mother left, Wang Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to silently pray for his father.