Wen Zhaoye suddenly spoke up:

"I don't plan to make you work. You can just stay in the county town. It's convenient there. You can buy whatever you want downstairs. I'll hire a nanny to take care of you later."

Xu Cuifen lowered her voice again and said, "Look, what Zhao Ye said makes a lot of sense."

What a great man! Why didn't you keep a closer eye on him? Now that he's opened a women's clothing factory, who knows how many seductive women will try to seduce him?

You need to be smarter and know when to do what in order to win a man's heart.

Wen Jiaojiao sighed, sat back down at the table, and muttered a complaint in a low voice:

"You're such a loving mother. Do you think I can't find someone better if I leave him? Look at you, acting like you're desperate to get married."

Xu Cuifen was worried that her daughter was picky and lacked ability, and that after all her choices, she would end up not being as good as Wen Zhaoye. So she said bluntly:

"Oh dear, don't overestimate yourself. Mom has come to terms with reality now. It's only thanks to your dead father that you were able to find a man like Zhao Ye."

Wen Jiaojiao said irritably, "Didn't you say before that I was destined to be an official's wife? How come you've changed your mind so drastically?"

"If you're going to be a government official's wife who's constantly being abused at home, I'd rather you marry an honest, hardworking poor man and eat nothing but chaff and wild vegetables every day."

Xu Cuifen advised:

"Besides, I've been observing Zhaoye since he was a child. He's capable, hardworking, and his father pampers his wife. Isn't that what women want in life? So they should be content."

Wen Jiaojiao replied perfunctorily:

"You're right about everything." That is, provided he doesn't keep bringing up how much I crave him, otherwise I just want to punch him.

Suddenly, a magnetic and pleasant voice came from outside the door:

"I've brought the refrigerator over to you."

Wen Jiaojiao turned her head to look over, but found that she didn't recognize him and ignored him.

Zhou Jin took the refrigerator off the back of the motorcycle, glanced at Wen Jiaojiao, and said with an ambiguous expression:

"You're home too?"

Wen Zhaoye glanced at the two of them, knowing that Zhou Jin's earlier words had offended Wen Jiaojiao. He put the basin aside and reminded her:

"What do you mean 'yours'? This is my wife. From now on, you have to call her 'boss's wife' or 'sister-in-law' if you see her."

Zhou Jin and Wen Jiaojiao were both stunned for a moment, while Xu Cuifen grinned broadly.

"Hey, look at that! No wonder everyone says Zhaoye has such a broad perspective. Yeah, I'll tell everyone I meet from now on." If you dare to go back on your word, you'll probably be in for a rough time.

Wen Jiaojiao had already accepted his behavior and had no intention of paying him any more attention.

She picked up the watermelon from the corner, placed it on the table, cut it open, and said, "Come and eat some watermelon."

Xu Cuifen greeted them warmly:

"Yes, young man, come in quickly, your boss's wife has spoken."

Wen Zhaoye raised his eyebrows slightly and walked in, saying, "Wife, come with me to the factory when we go to the county town later."

Wen Jiaojiao frowned slightly. The mention of the factory only deepened the doubts in her heart.

She had previously planned to leave without giving him much thought, but now she couldn't help but consider it:

He is friends with Ma Cungen, and his personality doesn't resemble that of a villain at all. Could they not be the same person at all?

The watermelon was cut into slices, and Wen Jiaojiao handed him a slice, tentatively asking:

"Brother, I have a question for you. Do you know Zhou Jinyan?"

She had met Zhou Jinyan on a blind date before, but no one had mentioned his full name. However, she knew in her heart that Zhou Jinyan was a brother that Jiang Zhaoye had known since he was a teenager. She tried to confirm Wen Zhaoye's identity with this information.

"Why bring him up out of the blue?" Wen Zhaoye felt a sudden discomfort, but still walked towards her and replied sincerely:

"That's the one you met on your blind date."

"What? He's actually Zhou Jinyan?" Judging from how unfamiliar the two of them seemed, Wen Zhaoye probably wasn't the villain after all.

Wen Jiaojiao hadn't heard her blind date's full name clearly at the time, and now she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Why are you so excited?" Wen Zhaoye said, reaching out to take the watermelon.

Suddenly, Wen Jiaojiao's expression changed. She withdrew her hand, took a decisive bite of the watermelon, and said angrily:

"How could Zhou Jinyan be a mama's boy?" I was so good to him for nothing, and he made me live in fear for a while.

Wen Zhaoye looked at his hand, which was halfway outstretched, and casually lowered it, saying:

"No, the one who sat at the same table with me that day was the one. I've known him for many years."

"What?"

Wen Jiaojiao looked at him with slightly trembling pupils, then decisively handed him the half-eaten watermelon in her hand, and said in a serious tone:

"Brother, I just tasted it for you. It's quite sweet, and it suits your status."

Wen Zhaoye glanced at the watermelon she had bitten into, his ears turning red, and then glanced at the two people in the room.

He then awkwardly lowered his head and took a bite, unable to suppress a smile playing on his lips:

"The watermelon my wife has bitten into is always sweet."

Wen Jiaojiao's expression gradually stiffened. She awkwardly stuffed the watermelon into his hand and said, "Then you finish it."

Wen Zhaoye gazed at her with a gentle smile, responding to each of her words with, "Yes, wife."

Looking at the atmosphere between the two, Zhou Jin became increasingly confused and said:

"I'm going back to the factory now."

Wen Zhaoye: "Please take the refrigerator back with you and put it in the house I recently bought. The refrigerator there is a bit small and not enough for us."

While Wen Jiaojiao was getting her ID card, he tried to think positively about everything, so he bought another detached villa with a yard, planning to live with her when he came back.

Zhou Jin returned to the factory in a daze with the refrigerator. He glanced at Zhou Jinyan and said:

"Do you know about Zhaoye and that girl?"

Zhou Jinyan was designing clothes on the blueprints and said:

"I know, it looks like something even more surprising has happened."

Zhou Jin recalled the image of Wen Zhaoye constantly calling her "wife" while his eyes never left Wen Jiaojiao.

He hesitated several times, unable to believe it was Wen Zhaoye. After a few seconds, a glint flashed in his eyes:

This seems pretty good. Zhao Ye has someone he likes, Song Yan has no chance, so... I might have a chance.