Thanks to Wenwen and Cheng Zhili, Ji Yunyang not only got a seat in the private room, but also ate the dishes cooked by Song Xia herself.

The dishes on the menu were already impressive enough for Ji Yunyang, but he never expected that Song Wenwen's mother's cooking would impress him even more.

Honestly, without exaggeration, Ji Yunyang had never tasted such delicious food before. The fresh and delicious flavors of each ingredient were perfectly combined, as if they were exploding in his mouth.

He looked at Wenwen's slender arms and firm face, and thought to himself how she managed to maintain her figure while eating such delicious food every day.

"What are you looking at?" Wenwen glared at him.

"No, I just wanted to say that I'm genuinely envious of the delicious food you eat every day."

Wenwen slightly raised her chin: "That's right, because I have the best mother in the world."

Ji Yunyang chuckled again. He wasn't angry about being targeted all the time; he just found it strange that Song Wenwen could get along so well with Cheng Zhili. Cheng Zhili was very composed and mature, while Song Wenwen was like a child who hadn't grown up.

However, she is really well protected by her family. The fact that she can express her emotions so freely and proudly say that her mother is the best shows that she must be living a very happy life.

"Is Auntie still there? I ate the dishes she cooked today, and I want to thank her in person."

"Mom is very busy, and she doesn't cook for you specifically, so there's no need to thank me."

Ji Yunyang looked helplessly at Cheng Zhili, hoping she could say a few words in his defense, but Cheng Zhili just shrugged with amusement, indicating that she was powerless to help.

After finishing her meal, Wenwen stared intently at him.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yunyang asked, puzzled.

"Since I'm treating everyone to dinner today, I'll take Zhili with me later. You don't mind, do you?"

So that's what it is. Ji Yunyang sighed softly. What objection could he possibly have?

"If you agree, then you can't talk about it when you get back."

He smiled again: "No."

Seeing that he was so sensible, Song Wenwen seemed to finally realize that she had gone too far, so she handed over a membership card: "Next time you come, just show your membership card and you'll have a private room."

Ji Yunyang was genuinely pleasantly surprised. After eating there today, he was certain he would come often in the future, as having a membership card would be much more convenient.

"Thanks."

Ji Yunyang got up and left. Actually, this made him feel more at ease. To say that he had any feelings for Zhili now would be a joke. Even though he was only two years older than her, she was still only fifteen! Still a high school student!

He was uncertain about the future, but he thought that if he continued to cooperate with the Cheng family, he would respect Zhili for the rest of his life, regardless of whether he developed feelings for her.

Inside the private room, Wenwen cheered.

Ji Yunyang hadn't gone far, and the door wasn't closed properly, so the cheers naturally reached his ears, making him smile again.

This Song Wenwen really doesn't care at all. She's also a child from a wealthy family, but how come she lives so freely and happily?

"Keep your voice down, aren't you afraid he'll hear you?" Zhili smiled helplessly.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Wenwen said recklessly. "We just want to make him back down."

"Things like engagement and marriage are not something that the two of us can decide on our own."

"Sigh!" Wenwen was particularly puzzled. "Why does business cooperation always have to involve marriage?"

"Because this way the connection is more stable, and we don't have to worry about someone stealing our partner." Song Xia walked in and looked at Zhili. "Have you been sleeping poorly lately?"

"It's alright. I don't know if it's just psychological, but every time Aunt Dai gives me that little stone, I feel like I can sleep more soundly."

"That's definitely psychological; I didn't feel that way at all."

Song Xia tapped Wenwen's head: "You little pig, you sleep so soundly no matter what, I can't wake you up."

Wenwen smiled sweetly: "This proves that you've raised me well, Mom."

Zhili always envied Wenwen for being able to act so freely and affectionately with Aunt Song. She never dared to do that with her mother. She had tried it when she was little, but her mother said it was improper and lacked manners, so she stopped doing it after that.

"Have you finished eating?" Song Xia patted Zhili's head. "Auntie has also prepared some desserts, would you like to try some?"

"Great, I wasn't quite full earlier."

Wenwen curled her lip in disgust: "With that Ji guy there just now, how could he possibly be full after eating so much?"

“His name is Ji Yunyang, Wenwen. He didn’t do anything wrong, so there’s no need to be too hostile towards him. Even without him, I’ll have another person to get engaged to.”

Wenwen sighed dejectedly, "Okay, I just think it's too early."

"It's okay, I'm not getting married anytime soon anyway."

"But isn't it tiring to get along with him? I think he's quite pretentious."

“In our circle, how many people don’t put on an act? I put on an act just the same way when I’m out in public. Wenwen, not everyone is as lucky as you.”

Looking at her mother's sweet smile, Wenwen felt very fortunate, the happiest child in the world.

“Actually, Wenwen also suffered a lot when she was young.” Song Xia sat down and chatted with the two children.

"Really?" Zhili was somewhat incredulous.

"Yes, back then, her father and I were still married. We had no money, no job, and no house. We almost couldn't even afford to pay Wenwen's tuition."

Zhili was genuinely surprised. She never imagined that Aunt Song and Wenwen, who now had such a large business, had once faced such difficulties.

“My dad is a scumbag.” Wenwen said without much emotion. “He was either drinking heavily or beating my mom every day. My mom was beaten terribly back then, and her body was always covered in bruises. Even my so-called grandfather would beat my mom together.”

Zhili covered her mouth in surprise, unable to believe that Aunt Song had suffered such a thing before.

"They didn't just beat me, they even beat little Wenwen when they couldn't get money from me." Even though many years have passed, Song Xia still felt indignant when she talked about it. They were two scumbags.

"And then what happened?"

"Later, I realized that this couldn't go on. If I kept enduring it, it would only hurt Wenwen more. So I fought with him to see who was more afraid of dying. In the end, he was more afraid of dying, so we successfully got a divorce."

Although it was just two simple sentences, Cheng Zhili could still hear the harrowing experience from back then.

"Then I took Wenwen around to do business. Sometimes I was so busy that no one could take care of her, so she would curl up under the stall and sleep. She was very well-behaved. At such a young age, she helped me collect money and wash dishes. At that time, I vowed to work hard and let Wenwen live a carefree life."

Wenwen kept smiling: "Mom is amazing. Now we don't have to worry about making a living anymore."

"very nice."

Song Xia looked at her and said, "Zhili, the reason I'm telling you this is to let you know that no matter what difficulties you encounter, as long as you are strong enough, you will not be defeated and you can live the life you want."

Looking into Aunt Song's sincere eyes, Cheng Zhili nodded firmly. Perhaps, she really was too passive.