"Director, why are you up so late today?" Grandma Lin followed him downstairs worriedly. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Fu Wenting's expression was even colder than usual. "I'm fine."
He looked like he was worried.
Grandma Lin thought he was worried about something at work, so she held back and said nothing.
"By the way, I went to knock on Xiaoyu's door early this morning." Grandma Lin frowned and complained, "How can a young person sleep so late and not get up?"
"When I was young, I would get up at four o'clock every day to make breakfast for the whole family."
"She's so good, she doesn't have a proper job and sleeps at home so late every day!"
Grandma Lin became more and more excited as she spoke, and looked very disappointed in Wen Liyu. Others thought she was very worried about her.
Fu Wenting stopped and said with a hint of warning, "Aunt Lin, Xiaoyu is my niece."
"Oh, I...I know." Grandma Lin smiled ingratiatingly. "I'm just worried about her! If she marries into someone else's family, which mother-in-law would want a daughter-in-law so lazy?"
"Don't say these things again." Fu Wenting said coldly. When he heard Aunt Lin say this just now, he felt strange in his heart and felt a little uncomfortable.
"Director, you can't do this. How can you spoil a girl like this? I used to..." Grandma Lin stepped forward relentlessly.
When people get older, it is difficult to change their ideas, and their tempers become more eccentric and stubborn. They only want to rely on their own experience to teach/educate others.
Whenever someone said something unpleasant, Grandma Lin would be even more stubborn in trying to 'correct the mistake'.
"Aunt Lin, let me tell you this for the last time. She is my niece. You have to be careful."
Fu Wenting frowned, his voice cold.
"I'll take care of her affairs. You don't have to worry about her. Just enjoy your retirement."
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the restaurant with a cold face and without saying a word.
Fu Wenting didn't expect Aunt Lin to become so chattering. In the past, when he was alone at home, Aunt Lin was not like this at all. She was very sensible and would not talk nonsense to outsiders.
He had said it several times, but Aunt Lin was still targeting Xiaoyu, which was obviously very strange.
He took Aunt Lin back because he didn't want people to say that he had forgotten his roots after becoming rich.
Nowadays, work style issues are dealt with very strictly, and any small shortcomings will be magnified infinitely by opponents.
The political world is not a game of house. If you are not careful, you will be killed without leaving a trace.
Fu Wenting walks on a tightrope every day, feeling tense and exhausted. Yesterday, he didn't warn Aunt Lin because he was thinking of their old relationship, but he won't do that again.
Grandma Lin was so frightened by his expression that she didn't dare to say a word. She went into the kitchen and brought out the food.
There are three dishes for breakfast: meat floss, scrambled eggs with chopped green onions and stir-fried cabbage. There are both meat and vegetables. This combination was considered rich in that era.
However, the portions of these three dishes were not large, and Fu Wenting could finish them all by himself. While he was eating, Grandma Lin was looking at the clock and muttering to herself.
"Why haven't you woken up yet..."
When Wen Liyu went downstairs, her uncle had already left.
She sat down at the dining table and looked at the empty table in front of her, "Grandma Lin, where is my uncle?"
"The director has gone to work." Grandma Lin glanced at her and stood beside her as if waiting for something.
But Wen Liyu didn't understand what she meant and looked back innocently, "What's wrong?"
"You, huh!" Grandma Lin glared at her and turned into the kitchen.
Soon she brought out two things and put them on the table impatiently with a 'bang'.
Wen Liyu took a look and saw a bowl of white porridge and radish strips. "...Grandma, is this all I'm going to eat?"
When Grandma Lin is at home, she usually eats the pickled radish strips she makes herself.
But the pickled radish strips she made were not crispy, but soft and tasted very salty. Wen Liyu ate a small piece last night and didn't want to eat it anymore.
"It's good enough to have something to eat, but you're still being picky." Uncle wasn't home, and Grandma Lin's expression immediately changed, becoming sharp. "There are people like you in society who stay at home all day and don't go out to work... Unlike me when I was young..."
Wen Liyu didn't want to listen to her nagging, nor did she want to argue with the old woman. She just covered her ears, stood up and ran upstairs.
"You can't stand it when I just say one word to you, kid!" Grandma Lin was not convinced. She followed her and kept nagging her to educate her.
"Did you hear me? Don't stay with the director. He's so busy, and you still go to him every day..."
Wen Liyu passed by her room, paused for a moment, and then continued forward, running into her uncle's room. Amidst Grandma Lin's incredulous exclamations, she closed and locked the door in one go.
'Bang, bang, bang'
"Why don't you come out quickly!?" Grandma Lin shouted in disbelief, "This is the director's room! This is not a place for you to play around!"
"Come out now! Don't mess up the director's things! Open the door!"
Wen Liyu lay on the bed, covering her ears with a pillow, ignoring the person outside. She let her curse outside while she spent her time quietly in the room.
Grandma Lin cursed a few times and then left. No matter how angry she was, she didn't dare to bang the door.
After all, this is Fu Wenting's room. Since he left as a teenager and returned as a leader, his personality has become more serious and indifferent than when he was young.
Grandma Lin is not allowed to enter his room normally, not even if she wants to help him clean.
Fu Wenting values his private territory/space very much and does not allow anyone to enter.
Grandma Lin went downstairs cursing and called Fu Wenting on the landline, with a lot of words prepared to complain.
She must let the director know how bold his niece is!
How dare you enter the director's room without permission? You have no manners at all!
"Hello?"
Fu Wenting's somewhat distorted voice came out of the microphone, and his tone was cold, which made people feel a little scared from the bottom of their hearts.
Grandma Lin calmed herself down and said, "Director, it's me."
Fu Wenting said calmly, "What's the matter, Aunt Lin?"
"Hey, Director, you're not home! Your niece is making a fuss! Not only does she not help at home, she even complains about the breakfast I made!"
Aunt Lin immediately started to complain, exaggerating what had just happened before adding, "And now she's actually gone to your room and is hiding in there and won't come out!"
"Oh, I was so worried. I was afraid she might mess something up! I called you right away to tell you."
"Director, please come back soon and discipline her. I, an old woman, can't control her anymore."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while before Fu Wenting responded, "You said Xiaoyu..."
"Yeah!" Grandma Lin gripped the microphone expectantly.
"Didn't you have breakfast?"
"ah?"
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