Wang Hunzi was so happy that he forgot to close the door for Wen Nan when he left.
Wen Nan was busy preparing dishes in the kitchen. There would be quite a few people tonight, so she was making extra dishes.
Now that she doesn't need to pick up Lu Yanqing in the evenings, she has plenty of time.
Suddenly, footsteps came from behind. Wen Nan guessed that it was getting dark.
It must be Lu Yanqing and Zhang Ruyu who have returned.
Without turning her head, she said, "You're back. Dinner will be ready soon."
Wen Nan held the spatula in her hand and stir-fried the vegetables in the pot.
The rabbit that Wang Hunzi brought was tied up and kept kicking its legs.
Wen Nan greeted him, but there was no response for a long time.
Wen Nan didn't pay any attention.
Lu Yanqing doesn't usually talk much. But he rarely doesn't respond.
"Anan, is this the kind of life you're living?" A deep male voice came from behind, somewhat familiar, but Wen Nan couldn't quite place it.
Wen Nan frowned and turned around to see Zhuang Ru dressed in black.
Zhuang Ru looked back and forth at the building in front of him. He saw Wen Nan cooking by the stove, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.
But the strange feeling was fleeting. He looked around at the wooden house in front of him, which was considered quite good in Lotus Village.
However, Zhuang Ru is a rising star in the business world, and the Zhuang family is now rolling in money.
Jiangnan is a prosperous region.
Zhuang Ru's home was decorated with an even more extravagant and outrageous style.
In comparison, the exquisite log cabins in Wennan pale in comparison.
Zhuang Ru stood on the bluestone floor in the courtyard; he did not approach the kitchen.
The kitchen was filled with thick fumes; even with the windows open, the smell of cooking oil was pungent as Wen Nan cooked.
Zhuang Ru frowned almost imperceptibly.
"Anan, you've suffered these past few days." Zhuang Ru looked at Wen Nan with genuine affection, as if he felt deeply pained by Wen Nan's current situation.
Zhuang Ru's voice was refined and scholarly.
But Wen Nan felt it sounded very fake.
"What grievance have you suffered? I'm fine." Wen Nan didn't even look up as she reached out and ladled a large plate of food from the pot.
"Anan, are you still blaming me?" Zhuang Ru walked to the kitchen doorway. He smelled the pungent fumes coming from the kitchen and stopped there, not going any further.
The oil in the pan was heated up, and Wen Nan prepared scallions, peppers, and garlic from the side, dumping them all into the pan at once. The fragrant and pungent aroma instantly spread from the pan.
Wen Nan covered her mouth and nose. She had done it so many times that she had gotten used to it.
Everyone in this room can handle spicy food, and Wen Nan cooks mostly spicy dishes.
Wennan was already familiar with this situation.
Zhuang Ru, standing at the door, didn't react immediately. The young master, who never did any housework, took a breath and seemed to choke on it. He coughed violently, tears welling up in his eyes.
Zhuang Ru immediately moved away, coughing a few times in the courtyard.
His face was flushed red from coughing, and the veins on his neck were particularly prominent.
Wen Nan threw the already chopped and washed chicken pieces into the pot and stir-fried them.
Zhuang Ru was coughing terribly outside, but Wen Nan didn't even look up.
Zhuang Ru's words were very strange. What did her feeling wronged have to do with Zhuang Ru?
The original owner of this body never liked Zhuang Ru. Although the two had a marriage agreement, it was not written down, but was a verbal promise made by their parents when they were young.
It doesn't count as much evidence.
Moreover... Zhuang Ru, a business genius, led the Zhuang family's silk business to flourish and enjoy great success.
The original owner of this body was expelled from the Wen family and even married Lu Yanqing.
This supposed fiancé never showed up.
Now they're joining in the fun.
Wen Nan didn't believe that Zhuang Ru had only just realized his mistake.
"Anan, you've been wronged."
"I should have come to pick you up sooner, Ache!" Zhuang Ru stood in the yard, his throat very sore, and dared not go near the kitchen.
He says one sentence, or sneezes.
It looked absolutely ridiculous.
A servant handed Zhuang Ru a handkerchief, which he took. He elegantly covered his mouth and nose and coughed a few times.
He cleared his throat.
"Back then, we were both quite young. Although our elders had verbally agreed to a marriage, I had just taken over the family business and was too busy to leave..."
"I was thinking that I would come back to pick you up when I was capable enough."
"Our marriage was arranged by your mother and my mother when your mother was alive. Now I see you married to Scholar Lu. But your life has turned out like this."
“Anan, take my advice and write a letter of divorce to Lu Yanqing.”
Zhuang Ru spoke with utmost sincerity. He stood in the courtyard, his posture neither humble nor arrogant, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
Amidst the stillness.
All you could hear was the sound of Wen Nan's spatula stirring the food in the pot.
A machine voice appeared in Wen Nan's mind.
What he said basically meant that he wanted to cheat on his target.
This is a grave insult to the target and will cause immense psychological harm. This system will absolutely not condone it!
The warning voice of 859 rang in Wen Nan's mind.
Anything involving the life safety of the target or the target's descent into darkness is 859's bottom line.
Its mission is to cultivate a wise ruler for this world.
This is its last task; once completed, it can retire.
If it can't complete the journey, it will probably have to travel through several more worlds!
859 does not allow anyone to interrupt his retirement plans.
It desperately wants to collect its retirement pension!
In the silence, Wen Nan raised her eyebrows slightly and placed the last dish of food onto a plate. She didn't speak.
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