In fact, Fang Yan did not expect that the twenty catties of dried meat she sent to Zhang Jizhou would play such a big role at the crucial moment.
Fang Yan had written a note to Zhang Jizhou, instructing him to send her a letter after receiving the dried meat, without calling again.
Making a phone call these days is just too difficult.
Fang Yan felt embarrassed and kept trying to use Grandpa Wei's phone.
When Zhang Jizhou received the "letter from home" and the package sent by his family for the first time, he was excited and warmed. He couldn't help but dial the Wei family's number.
However, he did not expect that the person who answered the phone this time would be Wei Jiahong.
Wei Jiahong had just returned from outside and was hungry, but the food wasn't ready yet.
He went to his room and got a bag of pork jerky and a bag of beef jerky, and he's eating them now.
Suddenly the phone rang, and without thinking much, I went over to answer it, "Hello?"
The voice sounds very young; it's definitely not Grandpa Wei.
I heard that Wei Jiahong is now all alone and lives with his grandfather.
Zhang Jizhou immediately guessed that this must be him.
I had thought that when he came home for the Chinese New Year, I would meet with Wei Jiahong.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly ran into Wei Jiahong on the phone, leaving Zhang Jizhou momentarily stunned.
"Who is this? Who are you looking for?"
Receiving no response, Wei Jiahong asked again.
Zhang Jizhou quickly came to his senses and secretly prepared himself, subconsciously wanting to outshine this "mistress" in their first "chance encounter".
Yes, even if we can't see each other;
Even though he could only use his voice, Zhang Jizhou secretly prepared himself, trying his best to use his voice and tone to assert his status as the rightful owner and intimidate the "other woman" on the other end of the phone.
"I am Zhang Jizhou."
He quickly prepared himself, his voice deep and resonant, sounding very composed.
Wei Jiahong was clearly not expected that the call would be from Zhang Jizhou. He was stunned for a moment, and even stopped chewing the jerky.
However, being someone who had been immersed in the ever-changing political arena for many years, his reaction was quite quick. He immediately replied calmly, "Hello, I am Wei Jiahong."
His tone was very calm, so calm that Zhang Jizhou admired him. He was a man who had achieved some success in officialdom, and his composure was admirable.
If Wei Jiahong could hear Zhang Jizhou's thoughts, he would probably raise an eyebrow and ask, "Does that mean I have to feel guilty and speechless just because I heard it was you?"
His heart did indeed flutter for Fang Yan.
Yes, Luo Fu already has a husband.
Wei Jiahong wouldn't be so shameless as to coerce a married woman in any way.
Instead, he tried hard to restrain and suppress his emotions.
Try your best not to let others notice, and try your best not to let Fang Yan know.
He always treated Fang Yan like an ordinary friend, respecting, appreciating, being polite, and cherishing her. He never made any move that exceeded normal etiquette, and he never said or did anything offensive to her.
So why would he feel guilty?
So why can't he find peace of mind?
"Thank you so much for what you did for my wife last time!"
Although Fang Yan is using Fang Yanyan's body, it is true that she is his wife.
However, ever since he found out that she was not Fang Yanyan, Zhang Jizhou has not dared to openly treat her as his wife.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be a probationary period.
Zhang Jizhou never referred to Fang Yan, who had undergone a "core change," as his wife in front of anyone.
But when facing Wei Jiahong, he subconsciously wanted to show that he was different from other men.
Want to call her "Yan Yan"?
But Fang Yanyan is that name.
He felt that this was not good.
Do you want to call her "Xiao Yan"?
It's like giving her a new name.
Should we call her "Yan'er"?
I also felt that it seemed very contrived.
Finally, Zhang Jizhou decided that there was no nickname that could more directly show his difference from other men than "my wife".
The answer is, of course, no.
He used it directly.
Here, a fleeting hint of bitterness flashed across Wei Jiahong's eyes, which were as unfathomable as an ancient well, like a speck of dust falling into the water, creating ripples before instantly returning to calm.
As his heart calmed down, his voice returned to normal, "You're welcome. Xiao Fang's cooking is excellent. My father and several of his old friends like it very much. They admire not only her cooking skills but also her diligence, down-to-earth nature, and hard work."
"Xiao Fang's pastries have been a great help to me. I also admire her talent, ability, and optimistic personality."
The implication is that he saved Xiao Fang only because of Fang Yan herself, and it had nothing to do with him, Zhang Jizhou.
Zhang Jizhou understood, but he still emphasized, "No matter what, husband and wife are one. You've helped her so much, I still want to thank you."
Wei Jiahong was very clever. Seeing that Zhang Jizhou was showing off his identity as the main person again and again, he realized that Zhang Jizhou was very clever.
He couldn't help but frown slightly. Could it be that Zhang Jizhou knew what he was thinking?
As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Wei Jiahong found it incredibly unbelievable.
Zhang Jizhou is in the Northwest, which is separated from the county town by more than half the country. Even if he had eyes that could see a thousand miles and ears that could hear the wind, he would not be able to know.
Furthermore, he was very good at controlling and suppressing his own thoughts, so almost no one noticed, and it was impossible for anyone else to have told him.
In a short while, Wei Jiahong's thoughts raced. He still believed that Zhang Jizhou could not possibly know what he was thinking.
So he maintained his usual calm attitude and said, "You're welcome."
The two are strangers, and given their very "delicate" relationship, it's impossible for them to have a relaxed conversation, at least for now.
Inevitably, the phone fell into a brief silence.
"What do you need?"
The feeling of this kind of silence is something only those who have endured it truly understand.
Wei Jiahong was still hungry and didn't have time to wait with Zhang Jizhou, so he broke the silence first and asked.
Of course!
Zhang Jizhou: "Could you please help me find Old Master Wei?"
He made this call today so that Grandpa Wei could tell Fang Yan next time he saw her that he had received the package.
Of course, he will send the letter.
But thinking back to the previous two letters, he still doesn't know whether Fang Yan has received them or not.
I fear that these three letters will suffer the same fate as the previous two.
Then, he led the elite squad to participate in the exercise.
Fearing that Fang Yan would worry and be anxious, and since Fang Yan had given him the phone number of Grandpa Wei's house last time, he thought he might as well make a call first.
I never expected that I would have such good luck today, as it was Wei Jiahong who answered the phone.
Of course, Zhang Jizhou couldn't possibly entrust this matter to Wei Jiahong.
If we were to entrust this matter to Wei Jiahong, wouldn't that be...
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