Chapter 40, Fang Gong, you're completely satisfied with the fundamentals...

The next day.

It was still dark.

When Gao Wen woke up, she saw a message from Fang Han saying that he had brewed some tea and that she could pour herself a cup before she went out.

Time was tight in the morning, so Gao Wen quickly replied to him with a few words and hurriedly got up. At the same time, she made a cup of rice porridge so that it would be cold enough to eat by the time she finished washing up.

After Gao Wen finished getting ready, she changed her clothes, ate half a cup of rice porridge, slung her schoolbag over her shoulder, and went out.

As she reached the door, she remembered Fang Han's mention of tea and turned back towards the kitchen.

The tea is in the health-preserving kettle, a full pot, and it's still warm.

When Gao Wen poured it, she took a small sip.

It has a tangerine peel flavor, and it tastes surprisingly good.

She drank a few more sips.

Gao Wen poured herself a glass of water and was about to leave when she saw the takeout order in the corner on the ground.

She was about to pick it up and throw it in the trash when she glanced at the ingredients and the order time on it.

These ingredients were all used by Fang Han to make soup yesterday.

The order was placed after she returned.

Gao Wen was stunned for a moment.

On her way to the yoga studio, she looked up the benefits of green olives.

It soothes the throat, relieves phlegm, and clears heat.

"Wenwen, you're here." Hu Hong's words interrupted Gao Wen's thoughts.

"Auntie." Gao Wen met Hu Hong on the side of the road, and the two walked towards the yoga studio.

When Hu Hong saw Gao Wen, the corners of her eyes couldn't help but curve downwards. She was carrying a thermos and said with a smile, "I brought you some five-red porridge. Xiao Ni and the others said you eat low-fat meals, so I didn't put any sugar in it."

Faced with Hu Hong's enthusiasm, Gao Wen was at a loss: "Auntie, I ate breakfast this morning."

“I know you young people too well. You’re always in a rush, so you just eat whatever’s convenient. It’s not good for your health,” Hu Hong said with a sigh, her eyes filled with pity. “You’re so tired, you have to teach so many classes every day. It’s really bad for your health. Eat some multigrain porridge to nourish your body.”

"When you're young, you're healthy and don't care about these things, but you'll suffer when you get older."

Gao Wen took out a thermos from her bag, which contained tea brewed by Fang Han. Upon hearing Hu Hong's words, an indescribable emotion surged within her, creating waves of emotion.

She wasn't emotionally cold; she could feel a tiny bit of warmth.

The city is huge, and young people are struggling to survive. Xu Fei was even hospitalized earlier this year due to a stomach hemorrhage caused by years of working overtime and not eating on time.

Everyone seems to be rushing to and from get off work, and whether or not it harms their energy and blood, or their health, doesn't seem to matter much.

On a cool early autumn morning, it takes willpower to get out of bed.

Gao Wen used to get up early when she worked part-time, and even in winter, she didn't feel much. To her, this city had always been cold.

She was like duckweed, without family or friends, drifting peacefully through this city.

Recently, Gao Wen has felt so much warmth, which has given her a sense of belonging to this huge city. It's as if she has found fertile ground to nourish herself, and she is eager to put down roots. She is even more unsure how to repay those who have been kind to her.

"Thank you, Auntie." Gao Wen always prided herself on being a clever and perceptive person. She was good at observing people and saying nice things, but when faced with the sincere and enthusiastic Hu Hong, she couldn't quite bring herself to say anything sweet or attentive.

A simple "thank you" was delivered with great sincerity, just as she truly didn't know what to say to Fang Han.

"No need to thank me, I wish you were my daughter." Hu Hong said, inevitably complaining about her son's lack of thoughtfulness, and added with a sigh, "Boys and girls are ultimately different."

Gao Wen did not respond to this topic.

Because she was a girl, she was disliked by the Gao family from a young age. Marrying into a good family, making a name for herself, and getting revenge seemed to be the demands her mother, Song Jie, had on her since childhood.

After a class, Hu Hong was wiping her sweat with a towel. This time, she didn't cry out in pain. Instead, she looked at Gao Wen, who was putting away her learning aids, and asked, "Wenwen, is your throat uncomfortable?"

"A little, but I'm much better today," Gao Wen said, unscrewing her thermos and taking a sip of water.

Hu Hong nodded and looked at Gao Wen's thermos. "Drinking more of this tangerine peel and orange peel tea is good. It moisturizes the lungs, clears phlegm, and nourishes the throat. When my son was little, I gave him this to drink when he had a sore throat, and it worked very well. He was fine after drinking it for two days."

Hearing her say that, Gao Wen's gaze fell on the thermos in her hand.

Fang Han was a man of few words. He simply said that he had boiled too much tea and that she could pour him a cup.

He is still the same person, thoughtful, kind and gentle.

Hu Hong went outside to chat with Zhang Ni and the others. Gao Wen was in the classroom, sipping her tea from her thermos, picking up her phone and opening her chat with Fang Han.

Delete and reduce.

Carefully consider the wording.

Before the member arrived for class, Gao Wen typed and sent a message: "[Senior, I drank the tea, it was very good, and my throat feels much better. Thank you.]"

After sending the message, I felt it might be a bit awkward, so I sent a cute bowing thank-you emoji.

Fang Han had already woken up. He originally wanted to send a message to Gao Wen, but he unexpectedly saw on the chat page that her side was still showing "typing".

Fang Han stared at the message Gao Wen sent for a long time.

She was still too distant with him.

But it's good that she's alright.

*

Hu Hong stayed at the yoga studio until noon, chatting with Zhang Ni and the others, and strongly suggested that Gao Wen let her join the small class.

After her wish was fulfilled, she happily carried her shopping bags back home.

It was not even two o'clock, and Hu Hong came again.

“Auntie, didn’t you just have class this morning?” Zhang Ni said.

“I’m not in class, I’m here to find Wenwen,” Hu Hong said, carrying a thermos. “When I was in class today, I noticed that her throat was sore, so I went home and made her some pear soup, and brought it to her while it was still hot.”

Zhang Ni and the others exchanged glances, all looking surprised.

“I also brought you cantaloupe and pastries,” Hu Hong said, taking out a box of sliced ​​cantaloupe and some packaged pastries from her shopping bag. “Eat them while they’re hot.”

"Auntie, how did you know we were hungry? You're so kind!" Lin Siyue swallowed unconsciously as she smelled the aroma of the pancakes; her stomach was already rumbling.

Hu Hong even thoughtfully prepared chopsticks.

Gao Wen had a class at noon. As soon as the members came out, Hu Hong went in with a thermos.

Zhang Ni was eating a cantaloupe when she saw Hu Hong go in, and couldn't help but sigh, "This auntie has really worked hard for her son."

"Huh?" Lin Siyue stuffed a large piece of crispy pastry into her mouth, exclaiming how delicious it was, and mumbled, "What do you mean? What does her being nice to Sister Wenwen have to do with her son?"

In her opinion, Gao Wen was very, very good, and it was only natural for others to treat her well.

"See, you're so naive," Zhang Ni sighed, patting Lin Siyue's head. "This auntie is a good auntie, and she genuinely likes Wenwen, but she probably wants Wenwen to be her daughter-in-law."

"What?" Lin Siyue's eyes widened.

Zhang Ni picked up a piece of pancake: "Don't we look like friends who are being bribed? Like those roommates in the dorm who are being pursued, we get a share of the gifts they give them."

Lin Siyue: "......"

During this period, Hu Hong did send a lot of things to the museum, and there were delicious things to eat every day.

But no one told her that she got it by "betraying" her friends.

Lin Siyue even lost interest in the pancakes and defended Gao Wen, saying, "Who knows if her son is a deformed child!"

No one is good enough for Wenwen!

"Really?" Zhang Ni hesitated, then added, "The older generation can't decide what's best for young people. Finding a mother-in-law is just as important as finding a husband, and that's not necessarily a bad thing."

Lin Siyue only had a superficial understanding.

*

on Monday.

Gao Wen arrived at Gu Shujie's company.

Zhang Ni happened to be on vacation today, so the two of them came together.

Everyone in the company went to a meeting, but Zhang Ni had nothing to do, so she went in to listen.

Even though Zhang Ni knew Gao Wen was highly professional, she was still impressed by her time and time again. At the meeting, Gao Wen's speech was concise and to the point, and her demands on the points of doubt were clear and specific.

Zhang Ni took a few photos and saved them, thinking about how to make them into a video, post it on her video account, and then use it for promotion.

After taking the photos, Zhang Ni was editing them. She saw Fang Han in the photos and was a little confused, so she zoomed in on the photos.

Zhang Ni zoomed in and noticed something was wrong.

She quickly glanced at the next few photos, a cryptic smile playing on her lips.

For the rest of the time, Zhang Ni observed Fang Han discreetly, her gaze shifting between him and Gao Wen.

Zhang Ni's smile deepened. She forced herself to smile, carefully took out her phone to find the right angle, and took some more photos and videos for later use. She also made a point of avoiding Fang Han, as he was really not suitable for being in the picture.

The meeting has ended.

People gradually left the conference room.

Gao Wen went to the restroom, while Fang Han returned to his workstation and began organizing documents.

Zhang Ni walked to Fang Han's side and called out, "Engineer Fang."

"Sister-in-law." Fang Han was looking for information and replied politely.

Zhang Ni stepped to the side, smiling, and asked, "You like Wenwen?"

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Han accidentally knocked over a cup on the table. He quickly picked up the documents and kept pulling out tissues to wipe it up.

When people are stressed, they tend to pretend to be very busy.

Seeing his flustered expression, Zhang Ni's smile deepened: "Are you curious how I knew?"

Fang Han paused, his mind racing with countless thoughts that disturbed his concentration.

“Your eyes are practically glued to her,” Zhang Ni laughed. “Fang Gong, you can’t hide your obvious affection for her.”

Fang Han was stunned for a moment, then his ears turned red.

Zhang Ni added, "You have a lot of competitors. People ask about her every day. A kind auntie recently came to the store. She's very warm and nice. She brings Wenwen porridge and food every day and asks about her well-being. She has a son who is about to get married. I guess she's taken a liking to her."

Fang Han knew that aunt.

He not only delivered things to Gao Wen, but also chatted with her from time to time, sharing everyday stories and inviting her to his home for meals.

He's not the only one who knows how wonderful Gao Wen is.

For the first time, he had this thought: this auntie was "uncivilized" and shouldn't interfere since her son wasn't getting married or dating.

Fang Han became anxious. He glanced at the bathroom and saw Gao Wen walking back. He looked at Zhang Ni and said with a rare hint of conflict and helplessness, "Sister-in-law, please keep this a secret. It seems she doesn't want to be in a relationship yet."

“I know you two can get to know each other better. Although I quite like that auntie, and she would probably be a good mother-in-law, I’m your sister-in-law, so of course I have to help my own family.” Zhang Ni seemed to understand his feelings. “Next Saturday is my daughter’s birthday, remember to come. I’ll invite Wenwen.”

She won't interfere, but she can create more opportunities.

Fang Han: "Mm."

When Gao Wen returned, Fang Han had his head down and was pretending to be busy with his documents, his palms sweating profusely.