Hu Juan prepared six dishes: three meat dishes and three vegetable dishes.
Wang Song opened a bottle of wine and poured some for Wang Peng and Du Lei.
Du Lei quickly waved his hand and said, "I have to drive back to the company. I'll have a drink with you another day."
"Dad, you drink it yourself. I'm driving out this afternoon," Wang Peng said.
Wang Song knew that he had a habit of not drinking before driving, so he stopped trying to persuade him and poured himself a glass.
Li Mingzhu took a bite of the greens and praised with a smile, "Aunt Hu, your cooking is really good."
"Eat more." Hu Juan smiled broadly and put a piece of pork on Li Mingzhu's plate.
Wang Peng tasted the dishes on the table and couldn't help but praise, "Aunt Hu, your cooking skills are better than mine, haha."
Hu Juan smiled broadly and said, "Since you like my cooking, I'll come here often from now on."
The whole family was chatting and laughing, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.
Across the street, in the residential building, Wang Cheng's family was also having dinner.
Li Guifen held her rice bowl, looking at her favorite braised pork, but had no appetite at all.
Wang Peng bought Wang Song a car worth 80,000 yuan, which made her envious and jealous.
A sudden pang of regret gripped my heart.
"If I could get along with Wang Peng like Wang Song did, Wang Peng would probably buy me a car too."
"If they're willing to buy me a car, they'll definitely be willing to buy me a house and give me pocket money."
Thinking of this, she looked up at Wang Cheng and saw him eating braised pork with his mouth full of oil.
“Mother, eat up,” Wang Cheng said. “Wang Song is just a petty person who has gotten his way. Don’t take him seriously.”
Li Guifen nodded, picked up a piece of braised pork with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth, it tasted like wax.
The thought of Wang Song marrying Hu Juan, leaving her all alone, made her feel even worse.
She said softly, "Xiao Cheng, to be blunt, if someone took a liking to me, would you agree to it?"
Wang Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Mother, you're so old, why are you still thinking about that kind of thing?"
Li Guifen felt a chill in her heart, realizing that her son opposed her remarriage.
“Wang Peng doesn’t object to Wang Song remarrying, so why are you against me?” She put down her chopsticks and asked in a low voice.
Wang Cheng frowned and said softly, "I'm not against you remarrying, I'm just afraid you'll meet bad people who will swindle your savings."
A bitter smile appeared on Li Guifen's lips.
When she divorced Wang Song, she received over 100,000 yuan in the settlement. This money has been deposited in the bank and, with interest, has now grown to 200,000 yuan.
At that moment, she understood why Wang Cheng opposed her remarriage.
Wang Cheng was afraid that she would give her savings to her remarried husband. To put it bluntly, Wang Cheng was still after her savings.
Li Guifen shook her head and said, "Wang Song owns 10% of the shares in the company. Isn't Wang Peng afraid that Hu Juan will cheat him out of his shares?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Cheng suddenly looked up at her and put down his chopsticks.
About five seconds later, Wang Cheng suddenly smiled and said, "Wang Peng is a spendthrift. He doesn't care about the money he spends, so of course he won't care about that 10% share."
"Mom, just you wait and see, Hu Juan will swindle Wang Song out of his shares sooner or later."
"She's the director, why would she marry Wang Song? Isn't it just because she's after his shares?"
Wang Cheng looked at Li Guifen with a smile as warm as a spring breeze.
Li Guifen felt disheartened, knowing that Wang Peng didn't care about shares or money.
But she would prefer a generous son like that, rather than a son like Wang Cheng who doesn't give her pocket money and even covets her savings.
Wang Cheng laughed and said, "Mother, don't worry, I've already set a trap for Wang Peng, and I'll make him bankrupt in no time."
“When that time comes, you can laugh at him to your heart’s content,” Wang Cheng added, a smug look on his face.
Li Guifen felt even colder. She stopped talking and lowered her head to eat.
A chill ran through Wang Cheng's eyes as he stared at her profile for a while before getting up and returning to his study.
He locked the door from the inside and took out his phone to call Du Lisan.
Once the call connected, he whispered, "Old Du, do you think Wang Peng will fall for it?"
Du Lisan was silent for a moment, then gave a cold laugh and said in a deep voice, "You need to understand one thing: you asked me to deal with Wang Peng, not the other way around."
Wang Cheng chuckled and said, "Old Du, I've always wanted to ask you why you hate Wang Peng. You sell cars, he runs a supermarket, you two keep to yourselves."
“I just can’t stand him, do you have a problem with that?” Du Lisan retorted.
"Of course I have no objection, haha," Wang Cheng said. "I'm just a little worried. You lured Wang Peng into this scheme with over 500,000 yuan. If I take advantage of him, won't your 500,000 yuan be wasted?"
“Even if I really dislike someone, I won’t waste my money to take them down with me,” Wang Cheng added.
There was silence again on the phone.
Wang Cheng smiled slightly, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and waited for Du Lisan to explain.
After a moment, Du Lisan sneered and said in a deep voice, "Is more than 500,000 a lot? I'm willing to use more than 500,000 to scam Wang Peng, is there a problem?"
"Of course, no problem, please don't misunderstand," Wang Cheng quickly said with a smile.
“Wang Cheng, if you want to back out, it’s not too late,” Du Lisan said.
"Why would I quit if I'm not quitting?" Wang Cheng said with a smile. "Old Du, calm down. It's your fault for not knowing how to speak."
"Hmph!" Du Lisan sneered and said, "Then proceed according to plan."
Wang Cheng hurriedly asked, "Old Du, do you think Wang Peng might fall for it? He's a smart man, I'm worried he won't."
"Hehe," Du Lisan said, "A bait of 500,000 is a lot of money; most people would take it."
Wang Cheng added, "What I mean is, I'm worried that Wang Peng will realize this is a trap."
Du Lisan immediately said, "Our plan is flawless; he's not that smart. I have other things to do; let's talk another day."
The call was disconnected. Wang Cheng put his phone in his pocket and frowned.
Suddenly, he felt agitated and immediately lit a cigarette.
There was a knock on the door, and Li Guifen's voice came through: "Xiao Cheng, are you still eating?"
"I'm not eating anymore!" Wang Cheng opened the door and said with a smile, "Mom, you can clear the table."
Li Guifen nodded and asked, "Xiao Cheng, if Wang Song invites me to his wedding, should I go?"
Wang Cheng thought about it carefully and shook his head: "He will definitely invite me too, and then we can go together."
Li Guifen sighed softly, turned around to tidy up the living room, and carried the leftover food to the kitchen.
She washed the dishes and stood by the window looking out, and saw Wang Song and Hu Juan walk out of the apartment building across the street.
The two chatted and laughed. Wang Song helped Hu Juan carry her bag, and then drove away in his brand-new car, just like an old married couple who had been together for decades.
Li Guifen slowly clenched her fist.
"No, I can't let Wang Song outdo me. I can't watch him live a better life than me."
Driven by a competitive spirit, Li Guifen decided to go to the matchmaking venue in the park near her neighborhood to find a man better than Wang Song.
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