"I'm fine with so many people taking care of me at home. You go about your business."
"Wanwan, I know what I'm doing, you don't need to worry about it."
Qiao Wanwan was naturally delighted and agreed.
In the evening, Cheng Zaozao returned on time. "Sis, didn't you say you wanted to eat roast duck last night? I bought some on my way back."
"Thank you, Zaozao."
Cheng Zaozao put on disposable gloves, wrapped one up, and handed it to Qiao Wanwan, "Sister, have a taste."
Just as Qiao Wanwan was about to take it, Zhan Jingting beat her to it.
The man placed the roast duck on the bone plate in front of him, then turned to look at Qiao Wanwan beside him, "You've already eaten a lot at noon, and you'll be eating other meats tonight, so you can't eat anymore."
“That’s true.” Qiao Wanwan smiled at Cheng Zaozao. “Your brother-in-law had someone buy roast duck at noon, and I ate a lot of it.”
"My brother-in-law beat me to it," Cheng Zaozao said with a smile. "Then give me this to eat, don't waste it."
Qiao Wanwan handed her the roast duck.
Cheng Zaozao took a bite and said, "Mmm, it tastes really good. No wonder the business is so booming, with long queues every day."
Qiao Wanwan served food to Zhan Jingting and said, "Zaozao, if you want to eat this next time, I can have someone buy it for you. You're so busy with work, there's no need to waste your time queuing."
“I didn’t queue up. I waited in the car while my assistant queued up.”
"How's your assistant? Is he diligent and responsible at work?"
Cheng Zaozao wiped her hands and said, "Not bad, quite clever, and fairly responsible at work."
"That's good." Qiao Wanwan said, "After all, you're not from Wutong Bay, so I'll feel more at ease knowing you're well taken care of. Also, the investigation into He Songling's death hasn't been completed yet, so for safety's sake, I'll arrange for two bodyguards to accompany you."
"Sister, no need." Cheng Zaozao politely declined. "I'll be quite busy lately. If I bring bodyguards everywhere I go and they get photographed and posted online, netizens will definitely say I'm being arrogant. So, let's not do it."
"But I'm worried about your safety."
"There is no evidence to prove that He Songling's death is related to Lin Feng. We don't need to be overly suspicious. Besides, I will definitely protect myself."
“That’s true.” Qiao Wanwan nodded. “Then you must be careful and don’t leave someone by your side.”
Don't worry.
After dinner, Qiao Wanwan went to check the homework of her two children.
Zhan Jingting had a video conference to attend, so he couldn't be with her.
He had barely sat down when there was a knock on the study door.
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