"Xiao Yun, I’m touched that you still think of this old man."

Mr. Meng was overjoyed to see Wen Yun and Meng Yanzhi come over together as a couple.

"Grandpa, we had some free time, so we came over to have a meal with you." Wen Yun smiled warmly and took the dishes she brought to the kitchen to start preparing.

Mr. Meng, as usual, advised Meng Yanzhi to treat the girl well.

Meng Yanzhi nodded in agreement, assuring that Wen Yun would not be deprived in terms of material necessities.

After the meal, Wen Yun took Mr. Meng for a walk in the courtyard. Mr. Meng said, "Xiao Yun, you’re a good girl. Tell Grandpa, does Yanzhi treat you well?"

Though Mr. Meng’s hair was grey, his eyes remained sharp and bright.

"Don’t be afraid, tell Grandpa." Mr. Meng encouraged Wen Yun. Over time, he had truly grown fond of this granddaughter-in-law.

Wen Yun paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Grandpa, he’s very good."

What Meng Yanzhi said that day, although hurtful, was true.

Their marriage was not born from love but from an agreement on paper.

She had escaped her father’s pressure to marry, avoided the scumbag he introduced, could focus on her job, and lived close to the hospital. Frankly speaking, Meng Yanzhi treated her well.

Moreover, at the class reunion that day, Meng Yanzhi stood up for her, making those who looked down on her apologize one by one.

Even the bothersome Hu Shuwei and Hu Lijuan siblings had stopped disturbing her, allowing her to regain a peaceful life.

All of this was thanks to Meng Yanzhi.

Mr. Meng looked at her deeply before saying, "Xiao Yun, Yanzhi, he..."

Mr. Meng hesitated, knowing that even though Meng Yanzhi was seen as very successful by everyone now, it couldn’t hide the fact that he had once... been inside.

"Xiao Yun, being able to marry you is Yanzhi’s fortune accumulated over several lifetimes." Mr. Meng looked at Wen Yun earnestly and said, "Xiao Yun, if in the future he doesn’t treat you well, remember to tell Grandpa. Grandpa will reprimand him. But please, give Yanzhi a chance. He has changed; he is not the person he once was."

"Grandpa."

Wen Yun felt a bit baffled hearing this, unable to grasp the meaning entirely.

"Xiao Yun, can you give Yanzhi another chance?" Mr. Meng looked at Wen Yun with anticipation.

What made Mr. Meng most uneasy now was indeed Meng Yanzhi.

"Okay."

Faced with Mr. Meng’s hopeful gaze, Wen Yun couldn’t bring herself to refuse. She even wondered if, when their agreement ended and she divorced Meng Yanzhi, Grandpa Meng would be very sad or disappointed.

Because of this, Wen Yun didn’t dare to look directly at Mr. Meng.

"What’s wrong? What did my grandpa say to you?"

On the way home, Meng Yanzhi noticed something off about Wen Yun’s emotional state and said, "You don’t need to pay attention to my grandpa’s words. He’s just worried because of his age."

"He didn’t say anything."

Wen Yun kept Mr. Meng’s words deep in her heart.

Meng Yanzhi changed the subject and said, "By the way, the fridge at home seems to be out of food; should we get some?"

"Sure."

Meng Yanzhi accompanied Wen Yun to the supermarket to buy groceries, just like any ordinary couple.

Coincidentally, they ran into Wen Yun’s colleague, Wu Ting. Meng Yanzhi took the initiative to state her identity, leaving Wu Ting utterly surprised. She had never known that Wen Yun was married!

And married to such a handsome man.

The next day, when Wen Yun went to work, Wu Ting teasingly said to her, "Wen Yun, you’re so secretive, marrying such a handsome husband and keeping it from us. Are you afraid we can’t afford a wedding gift? Or worried we’ll steal your handsome husband?"

"Exactly, exactly."

The colleagues chimed in, feeling that it was not quite right for Wen Yun to have gotten married without letting anyone know.

"Tingting, you’ve misunderstood." Wen Yun hurriedly explained, not knowing what to say. "You’ve misunderstood. It’s not that I didn’t want to say anything. It’s just that..."

Wen Yun felt troubled, unsure how to explain their unusual relationship, so she never intended to discuss it.

"Alright, we understand. But at least treat us to a meal, okay?" Wu Ting said with a smile.

They had worked together for a long time, and whenever anyone else got married, they chipped in for a gift. Now that they found out about Wen Yun’s marriage, they still planned to do the same.

"Okay."

Wen Yun readily agreed. She had no choice, otherwise, she couldn’t face her colleagues.

After returning home, Wen Yun deliberately prepared a sumptuous dinner.

He should come back for dinner, right?

Wen Yun pondered, looking out expectantly, and when she saw Meng Yanzhi returning, she beamed and said, "You’re back."

The aroma of food wafted from the dining table, and Wen Yun’s sweet smile made Meng Yanzhi feel a bit dazed.

"Yes."

Meng Yanzhi responded, looking at the four dishes and a soup, saying, "Today’s dishes seem more abundant than usual."

"I thought since you’re working hard, I’d make some tasty dishes for you."

Wen Yun had a favor to ask, and with her inherently gentle nature, her sweet words sounded even more pleasing.

Meng Yanzhi felt warmth in his heart, knowing she had to work and said, "Wen Yun, actually, you don’t have to work if you don’t want to."

"No, work is my life; I can’t not work."

Wen Yun replied without hesitation.

Meng Yanzhi said, "But isn’t it tiring to do all this cooking after work?"

He looked at Wen Yun, noticing a trace of fatigue between her brows.

"It’s alright. Having good food is satisfying enough." Wen Yun didn’t find it tiring. Cooking meals for herself when she was alone was the real bore.

Now that she had company, Wen Yun felt happy.

Moreover, every evening, Meng Yanzhi either had food delivered or prepared bread or something so she wouldn’t go hungry. Wen Yun felt more than content.

After the meal, Meng Yanzhi helped Wen Yun clean up the dishes.

Wen Yun sorted out the washed dishes and deliberately cut some fruit. Seeing Meng Yanzhi in a good mood, she finally said, "Are you free this Saturday night?"

"Hmm?" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Meng Yanzhi looked at Wen Yun.

Wen Yun nervously explained, "It’s like this—yesterday, we ran into my colleague Wu Ting, right? She and the others didn’t know we were married, so they want to have a meal with you."