Wen Zhiyan spent more than half a day handling the last matters entrusted to him by Uncle Fang.
It was already three in the afternoon when he returned to the company.
"Master Wen?"
"Make me a cup of coffee."
"Yes, Master Wen."
While the coffee was being made, Xin Xuanlai also ordered some takeout.
"Sir, Third Master Wen called your office today."
"What did he say?"
This was what Xin Xuanlai found strange: "Third Master said he dialed by mistake and didn't mean anything."
"Dialed by mistake?"
The bitterness of the coffee helped Wen Zhiyan wake up. "A landline can be dialed by mistake? When was this?"
"This afternoon at one o'clock."
Wen Zhiyan estimated the time. He was at the crematorium then.
"Has anything unusual happened at the company today?"
"After you cautioned me last time, sir, I've been keeping a close watch on the company. There have been no anomalies."
Wen Zhiyan stared calmly at the coffee in his hand.
"Sir, did I miss something?"
"It's not your fault." Wen Zhiyan rubbed his forehead and waved him away.
After Xin Xuanlai left, he took out his phone.
"Did someone go to Yu Yuan?"
"Master Wen, how did you know? I was just about to call you to tell you that Third Master visited and stayed in the study with the Old Master for about ten minutes before leaving in a huff."
"When?"
"Around one o'clock."
"Alright, thank you for the trouble."
After hanging up, Wen Zhiyan rubbed his nose bridge, his voice filled with unspeakable fatigue. "Third Brother, what are you trying to test? Don't disappoint me."
As he finished speaking, the office door opened.
Wen Zhiyan's lips curved upwards as he saw two people. "Miao Miao."
"Daddy, you didn't call me."
"You haven't eaten, have you? Assistant Xin ordered food for you, and I brought it up."
"Thank you, Miao Miao," Wen Zhiyan said, glancing behind them.
"What is Daddy looking at?"
"Didn't you say you were going to get a dog?"
"Yes." Wen Yan'an nodded vigorously, exchanged a look with Fang Miao Miao, and then stood in front of Wen Zhiyan. "Daddy, I'm sorry."
An ominous premonition suddenly surged through him, and then he heard Wen Yan'an say, "Daddy, we adopted two this time."
"Two?" Wen Zhiyan looked at the chuckling Fang Miao Miao.
Fang Miao Miao coughed and quickly said, "Let's eat, let's eat."
"An An?" Wen Zhiyan couldn't get an answer, so he turned to Wen Yan'an again.
"Daddy, don't be angry. It's mainly that their bond was too strong, and we couldn't bear to separate them. After discussing it for a while, we brought both of them back."
After saying this, Wen Yan'an decisively crossed the coffee table, ran to Wen Zhiyan's side, and looked up at him with teary eyes. "Daddy."
Wen Zhiyan's heart softened, and he resignedly asked, "What breed are they?"
"Husky and Golden Retriever."
"Husky and Golden Retriever can get along?"
"Really." Wen Yan'an nodded vigorously, recounting what he had seen in detail.
After a long pause, Wen Zhiyan managed to muster one word: "Husky, they're very energetic. Can you handle it?"
"Mom, Daddy looks down on me." Wen Yan'an immediately sought reinforcements.
Fang Miao Miao: "..."
Good heavens, did she feel like she was being tricked by the little one?
"Mom."
The pleading tone, coupled with that soft and innocent face, made her wave her hand generously. "An An, don't be afraid. I'll handle your dad. You go play with the little ones by yourself."
"Thank you, Mom."
Wen Yan'an abandoned Wen Zhiyan, blew Fang Miao Miao a kiss, and ran off.
"This little rascal." Fang Miao Miao was stunned by the gesture. "When did he learn to blow kisses?"
"Miao Miao?"
"What is it?" Fang Miao Miao met his dark, deep eyes and suddenly felt flustered. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Two puppies? A husky too?"
"Cough cough." Fang Miao Miao looked around. "Since they're already here, we can't go back on our word and send them back. Besides, that husky is indeed quite good-looking."
Especially its sapphire-like eyes, coupled with its black and white coat, it was simply too beautiful.
"Right, what about Uncle Fang?"
"Don't worry, it's almost settled."
Someone's true colors were about to be revealed.
...
Ju Xiang Ge.
"Old man Fang is really dead?"
"Why would I lie to you? Wen Zhiyan, that fool, went to ask himself."
The man behind the screen chuckled. "You're quite capable. Did the Wen family say anything about what Old Man Fang said before he died?"
"No." The woman leaned on the wooden table bonelessly, her finger dipping into the teacup, and said carelessly, "Wen Zhiyan said the old man died suddenly. He might not have even seen Old Man Fang's last moments."
"What about Wen Yan'an?"
The woman's finger paused, and she chuckled. "What are you thinking? Wen Yan'an is a five-year-old child. How could Old Man Fang tell something like this to a child? You might as well say Old Man Fang forgave Wen Renhe."
"Besides, even if Old Man Fang told Wen Yan'an, what of it? There's no evidence, right? All the evidence disappeared with that fire."
The man behind the screen was silent for a moment. "It's always better to be careful."
"Don't worry, I know this better than you."
If this matter were exposed, she would be imprisoned for life even if she didn't die. She wasn't willing to give up her current wealth and status.
"Anything else?"
The woman yawned. "What else? Tell me."
"For the time being, don't meet. Your next task is to get Wen Zhiyan involved in the affairs of Wen Group."
The woman's body stiffened. "Are you sure?"
"Why wouldn't I be sure? Wen Group shouldn't have existed five years ago. Wen Renhe founded it, so let his most beloved son end it."
"Wen Zhiyan?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't."
The woman pouted. "As if I care."
With that, the woman stood up and left the private room.
"Third Madam."
The woman glanced at the waiter. "Alright, do what you need to do."
As the waiter was about to leave, the woman stopped her. "Wait a moment."
"Has Third Master Wen brought people here to eat recently?"
"No, I don't know what's going on, but Third Master hasn't come to our Ju Xiang Ge recently. We've all been wondering if the food doesn't suit his taste."
The woman nodded and took out five banknotes from her bag. "Pretend you didn't see me today."
The waiter took the money with both hands and smiled obsequiously. "Don't worry, Madam, I don't know anything."
"Good child."
The woman lightly patted the waiter's face, put on her sunglasses, and left with a sway of her hips.