Wen Jiaojiao, on the other hand, was much more magnanimous. She pulled the two of them to sit down and said:

"Don't be so polite, sit down and eat."

Jiang Ci happened to be sitting next to Zhou Jinyan. Her slightly lowered gaze could only see his long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles. She pursed her lips:

"What a coincidence, but Li Tian and I didn't mean to bump into each other on purpose."

Wen Zhaoye frowned slightly, looked up at the two of them, and looked completely puzzled.

Zhou Jinyan smiled gently and said:

"Miss Jiang, as long as you stop thinking that I deliberately bumped into you, that's fine."

Jiang Ci looked up, her face flushing uncontrollably.

"No, no, what happened last time was a misunderstanding. It was all misinformation from others. Please forget about it as soon as possible, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Jinyan was unaware that Wen Zhaoye had acknowledged the Jiang family or was doing so out of consideration for him, and maintained a cold tone as he said:

"fine."

Jiang Ci suddenly looked up at Wen Zhaoye, who was in the main seat, and said:

"Also, I hope you won't mind what my mom said yesterday."

Wen Zhaoye didn't want Wen Jiaojiao to be caught in the middle, so he nodded indifferently and didn't say anything more.

Zhou Jinyan asked curiously:

"Do you know what your relationship with him is?"

Jiang Ci nodded and said softly:

“Yesterday, Dad brought him over, and things didn’t go very well, but I will persuade Mom.”

Zhou Jinyan had originally anticipated that the intrigues within the wealthy family would involve various bizarre and unsavory tactics.

But seeing the brother and sister sitting at the same table now, I suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

He turned his head to look at Wen Zhaoye and asked, "What's going on?"

Wen Zhaoye leaned back in his chair, picked up his glass of warm water, took a sip, and said:

"At that time, I will still shift my business focus to the mainland. I will not take a single penny of the Chiang family's money. I will earn my own money."

Jiang Ci knew he wasn't an illegitimate child. She had never been interested in her career anyway, and whispered:

"Actually, I'm not good at managing companies. It wouldn't last long if it were in my hands. I think you're the one who can lead the company to another peak."

So I guess I'll just give it to you then. My mom is determined to fight for it for me, but she doesn't care at all whether I'm capable or not.

Wen Zhaoye didn't argue with her about it, mainly because he knew her words didn't count, and he really didn't want to take on that troublesome mess; he'd rather earn the money himself.

Li Tian hesitated for a moment, then suddenly spoke:

"I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you earlier."

Wen Jiaojiao asked curiously:

"You know him?"

Li Tian said hesitantly:

"It's the blind date I told you about before, the one who was really handsome but already had a wife."

Wen Jiaojiao's face stiffened for a moment, then she turned her head to look at Wen Zhaoye and said:

"Sure, you're pursuing me while also going on blind dates. Are you planning to marry your blind date right after I fail with you?"

Wen Zhaoye hurriedly explained:

"No, no, I didn't even know Jiang Peitian took me out to dinner last time. He left after less than half an hour of meeting me. I clearly rejected him then and there has been no contact since."

Li Tian, ​​fearing it would damage their relationship, chimed in:

"Yes, yes, it was all my fault for pestering him. But he rejected me firmly again at the hospital, so I gave up. Don't worry, now we're at the point where we just want to fight whenever we meet. I have no other intentions."

Wen Zhaoye's dislike for her intensified, and he spent a long time explaining himself again.

Wen Jiaojiao then said, "Alright, I'll believe you this once."

Wen Zhaoye breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone had their own thoughts during the meal, but no further unpleasant incidents occurred.

On his way home, Wen Zhaoye was called into the car by Jiang Peitian for a talk. Jiang Peitian knew he couldn't break the two up and gradually gave up on the idea. He said:

"Now that you're with her, do you have any plans to get married and have a child?"

Wen Zhaoye didn't understand why everyone was urging him to have children, but he still answered truthfully:

"I've already decided to wait two years before having another one."

Jiang Peitian said slowly and deliberately:

"Is this your plan or hers?"

Wen Zhaoye knew he couldn't fool him, so he said tactfully:

"Anyway, that's the decision already made."

Jiang Peitian revealed his true thoughts:

"If you don't change your surname, how about the child takes my surname after it's born?"

"That depends on what Jiaojiao thinks."

Jiang Peitian narrowed his eyes as he watched Wen Jiaojiao go upstairs alone: ​​"You're a man, why are you listening to her on this? Since ancient times, which child doesn't take the father's surname? You should have taken the surname Jiang."

"Jiaojiao and I both have the surname Wen, and I feel that it is better to have the surname Wen. I have already thought of a name, but suddenly changing the surname makes it a bit of a mouthful when combined with the original name."

Jiang Peitian was annoyed by his son's lack of ambition, but still couldn't help but say:

"What's your name?"

Wen Zhaoye recalled a dream he once had and blurted out:

"Wen Bao'er, the surname Jiang is a bit of a mouthful."

Jiang Peitian frowned deeply:

Why is it a girl's name?

Wen Zhaoye insisted:

"You can use this name if it's a boy."

Jiang Peitian: "..."

Whose son can have this name?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Zhaoye was anxious to go back to his wife, so he got out of the car on his own.

Jiang Peitian watched Wen Zhaoye's retreating figure and murmured:

"Li Zhu, what do you think is the best approach?"

"Simple, no matter how much you say to the young master, it's useless. You might as well start by coaxing the young lady."

Jiang Peitian became interested and said:

"For example?"

“I heard that the young master said that the young lady is going to buy up a lot of land and houses. Why don’t you start with that?”

Li Zhu has been following Wen Zhaoye around every day lately, and has often overheard him talking on the phone with Wen Jiaojiao about which piece of land and house.

Jiang Peitian remained silent, his expression revealing nothing of his thoughts.

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