Morning.
Sunlight streamed through the window onto the bed.
Fang Miaomiao squinted, habitually fumbling for the blanket, trying to block out the annoying light.
But no matter how she searched, she couldn't find the blanket.
Had it fallen on the floor?
Fang Miaomiao shifted with difficulty, reaching out to find the blanket.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't touch the carpet, let alone the blanket.
What was going on?
Fang Miaomiao struggled to open one eye and look.
Oh, there was no blanket on the floor.
She rolled over again.
It was behind her.
Behind her?
Behind her!
Fang Miaomiao instantly sobered up and opened her eyes wide.
What the heck, when did she end up sleeping on the bed?
With too much force, Fang Miaomiao tumbled backward from the bed.
Bang!
With a sound.
She made intimate contact with the ground.
Fortunately, the floor was covered with a rug, so it didn't hurt much.
Fang Miaomiao sheepishly got up from the floor. Wen Zhiyan, who had been on the bed, was long gone. He had probably left after waking up.
She sighed, then got up and left the bedroom, lying on the sofa and letting her thoughts wander.
Actually, she really wanted to know how she had ended up sleeping on the bed last night, but she was too embarrassed to ask Wen Zhiyan.
Forget it, forget it.
Pretend nothing happened.
After calming down, Fang Miaomiao washed up, changed into her pajamas, and opened the door.
At the door, Wen Yan'an was quietly playing with the Rubik's Cube in his hands.
Fang Miaomiao was a little surprised: "You've been waiting for me here the whole time?"
Wen Yan'an looked up at her: "It's time for breakfast, Grandma is at the dining table."
These words made Fang Miaomiao feel that something was terribly wrong.
As expected, as soon as she reached the dining room, Ran Lian glared at her, her expression displeased: "Are you planning to wait until we've all finished eating before you deign to get up?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my fault." Fang Miaomiao sincerely apologized and greeted her: "Mom and Dad, good morning."
"Alright, Miaomiao is still injured and needs plenty of rest," Old Master Wen closed his newspaper and put it aside, saying considerately, "You, say less."
Ran Lian sneered: "What, is everything I say now superfluous? As her mother-in-law, I can't even say a few words to her?"
Fang Miaomiao had to brace herself and say: "You're right, you're right. Mother-in-law is saying this for my own good. The day's work begins in the morning."
"Hmph, other people's daughters-in-law get up before dawn to prepare breakfast for their families. She, on the other hand, wishes she could sleep until noon." Ran Lian still refused to shut up, "I guess I'm just not that fortunate."
As the saying goes, when tolerance reaches its limit, there is no need for further tolerance. Since that's the case...
Fang Miaomiao smiled and, under Ran Lian's furious gaze, sat at the dining table and said coyly, "Oh dear, Mother-in-law, I also wanted to get up early to serve you, but Zhiyan wouldn't let me. He insisted I was tired from the night and should sleep in today."
"You!"
"Cough cough!" Old Master Wen glared at Fang Miaomiao impatiently. How could this child say such things in public? Fortunately, An'an wasn't here. If he were, who knows what he would ask?
"Oh dear, Mother-in-law, I didn't mean it," Fang Miaomiao displayed her most exaggerated affectation. "Of course, it's not Zhiyan's fault either. After all, he wants me to get pregnant with his child quickly."
You venomous mother-in-law, if I don't disgust you to death today, do you really think Fang Miaomiao is easy to bully?
Just as Fang Miaomiao was about to press her advantage, a familiar voice from behind made her want to find a hole to burrow into.
Didn't the novels say that CEOs are so busy they can't even eat a proper meal, leading to stomach problems, so the female protagonist diligently cooks for the male protagonist every day just to help him develop good eating habits?
Who could tell her why the supposedly busy CEO was appearing in this place?
"Mother, if the breakfast chef's cooking doesn't suit your taste, you can just say so," Wen Zhiyan said calmly. "I will find you a chef who will satisfy you completely."
"Wen Zhiyan, do you only feel content when you make me so angry that I die?" Ran Lian, furious, slammed the cup in her hand to the ground, showing none of her previous gentle demeanor.
She looked like a wicked old woman.
Fang Miaomiao finally understood why, during the New Year holidays in the novels, Wen Zhiyan was always alone in his apartment.
She even felt a pang of sympathy.
"Mother, no matter how much you fuss, I will resolve the matters in Haishi. Your anger will not change anything," Wen Zhiyan's expression remained unchanged, his tone unwavering despite Ran Lian's words. "If I were you, I would advise them to withdraw voluntarily."
"You! Fine, Wen Zhiyan, you are indeed my good son." Ran Lian took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and looked at Old Master Wen. "Wen Renhe, you think the same way, don't you?"
"Lian'er, I am no longer the chairman of the Wen Group."
In other words, he had no right to interfere in the affairs of the Wen Group. He was old, retired, and only wanted a quiet life. Of course, it would be even better if Miaomiao gave him a chubby granddaughter.
"Fine, fine," Ran Lian supported herself on the table with both hands, her eyes red. "Wen Renhe, when you were penniless, our old Ran family didn't look down on you. We even helped you so much. Now that you've become successful, you can just cast our old Ran family aside."
"Since that's the case, then I, Ran Lian, cannot stay in your Wen family, lest I embarrass the members of your Wen family."
With that, Ran Lian turned and left.
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
She finally understood. She was just a fuse. Her mother-in-law was using her to vent her anger early in the morning, and then aimed her hostility at Wen Zhiyan?
All because of the Ran family?
But she remembered that the Ran family weren't exactly good people. They used the past favor of a peck of rice to hold influence until now. Later, they felt that the Wen Group's regulations were blocking their source of wealth.
If Wen Zhiyan hadn't turned the tide, the Wen Group would have changed ownership. Then, those people, feeling that Wen Zhiyan was blocking their source of wealth, went mad and used Ran Lian to try and kill Wen Zhiyan.
She only learned after the ending that Ran Lian had finally repented, but she was also diagnosed with late-stage cancer and died in the hospital.
However, she didn't know the specific illness, or perhaps she had overlooked it.
But, she couldn't go to her cheap mother-in-law and tell her that the entire Ran family was using her, and that she was very sick.
If she dared to say that, her cheap mother-in-law would probably slap her and curse her.
Thinking of that scene, Fang Miaomiao uninterestingly shrugged her shoulders. Forget it, forget it.