Lin Zhenzhen deliberately slowed her pace.

She went around behind Wen Hongying and patted her on the back.

When Wen Hongying turned around and saw it was her, she screamed in fright.

The knife I was using to cut the cucumber accidentally cut my finger.

Lin Zhenzhen also shuddered, as if she was frightened by her reaction.

She innocently held up the notebook in her hand: Do you need my help?

"No, no need. Go sit down and rest for a while, breakfast will be ready soon."

Wen Hongying pushed her out of the kitchen and then slammed the kitchen door shut.

Heh, Lin Zhenzhen's lips curled into a mocking smile.

With such a cowardly attitude, how dare they commit murder and arson? Aren't they afraid of losing sleep at night?

At 8:10, Chen Houwen appeared at the restaurant on time.

A moment later, Chen Tiantian also dawdled downstairs. Her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and although she had dressed up carefully, she couldn't hide the two dark circles under her eyes.

When their eyes met, a flash of crazy hatred crossed hers.

Lin Zhenzhen lowered her eyes, avoiding her gaze.

Chen Tiantian kept staring at her, stomping heavily on each step, making a dull sound.

Seeing that Chen Houwen was about to discover the interaction between the two, Wen Hongying quickly sent Chen Tiantian away: "Tiantian, go and call your brother down."

Chen Houwen sat by the coffee table, shook the financial news in his hand, and said as he read.

"All he does all day is stay up late and have fun. How can I dare to hand over the inheritance of the Chen family to him with this irresponsible attitude?"

Chen Houwen often said this, which was more of a complaint than a threat.

After all, he only had one son, Chen Xinji. If he didn't give the inheritance rights to him, who else could he give them to?

But now...

Wen Hongying concealed the fierceness in her eyes and pushed the warm seafood porridge to Lin Zhenzhen's table.

"Xiao Zhen, this is porridge that Auntie specially cooked for you this morning. It's good for your stomach."

Seeing this, Chen Tiantian complained in a low voice, her eyes red with envy, "I don't want to eat toast this morning, I want to drink porridge too."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhenzhen gently pushed the bowl in front of her to Chen Tiantian.

Her eyes held a timid yet ingratiating look, as if she were afraid of upsetting her younger sister again.

Just as Chen Houwen was about to reprimand her, Wen Hongying, who was standing, became even more agitated and snatched the bowl away from him.

"Chen Tiantian, if you keep acting up, believe me, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Chen Tiantian pouted, too intimidated by Wen Hongying to speak.

"Xiao Zhen, drink it quickly, it'll get cold if you don't drink it soon," Wen Hongying kept urging.

Lin Zhenzhen suppressed her emotions and, under her gaze, picked up a spoon and began scooping the food out, spoonful by spoonful.

She was still confirming with the system in her head while she was drinking it.

Are you sure that once you've experienced the pain, you won't feel it again?

【Oh dear, it doesn't hurt at all! What, you don't trust me anymore?】

Lin Zhenzhen quickly finished the porridge in her bowl, gave Wen Hongying a thumbs-up, and showed a charming and bright smile.

Wen Hongying breathed a sigh of relief, took the bowl, and hurried into the kitchen.

Chen Houwen suddenly said to Chen Xinji, who was engrossed in peeling eggs, "Remember to call and say hello later. After all, it's such a big deal that Old Master Yu passed away."

Lin Zhenzhen looked up abruptly. The old man of the Yu family, that was Yu Jiamu's grandfather.

Chen Xinji was also bewildered: "Huh? So sudden."

"Why all of a sudden?" Chen Houwen put down his chopsticks. "Have you gone mad from studying abroad? Don't you have any idea what's going on with these companies in City A?"

Mr. Yu is 90 years old this year and was diagnosed with malignant tumor more than ten years ago.

He was a dying man, but as the soul of the Yu family, his passing was bound to cause a huge uproar.

Not to mention the Yu family's deeply entrenched power structure and the undercurrents among its shareholder factions.

For the sake of Yu's stock price alone, the Yu family does not want Old Master Yu to pass away like this.

So his descendants went to great lengths to prolong his life year after year.

Later, the old man could only lie in bed, his body covered in medical tubes. Apart from the numbers on the instruments, there was not a single sign that he was still alive.

Even so, as long as he is alive, he can still keep some people in check.

Now that Old Master Yu is dead, the Yu family is about to undergo a major upheaval.

Chen Houwen picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, and seeing Chen Xinji still sitting there blankly, he frowned and said, "What are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Oh, oh, oh." Chen Xinji pretended to understand, picked up his phone and went to the garden to pretend to say "hello, hello, hello."

Chen Houwen turned to look at Lin Zhenzhen, his expression softening noticeably: "What are your plans for today?"

Lin Zhenzhen wrote: I want to visit my grandfather at the nursing home.

Chen Houwen paused for a moment: "That's true. He's been living in City A for so long, and I, as his son-in-law, haven't even visited him yet."

"How about this, you go alone today, and I'll make time to visit you properly another day."

Lin Zhenzhen bowed her head and agreed.

Just as she finished getting ready to leave, Chen Tiantian called out to her.

"Where is the address you need? I'm free right now, can I give you a ride?"

Lin Zhenzhen looked at her, about to agree, when Chen Xinji suddenly appeared from the side.

"I'll take you. Your little sports car is too cramped. I'm going in that direction anyway."

He grabbed Lin Zhenzhen and ran, giving the two of them no chance to refuse.

While fastening his seatbelt, Chen Xinji said, "Don't worry, I'm entrusted with this, I'll take good care of you."

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