Fang Miaomiao was woken by the noise outside the bedroom.
She opened the door and looked at the couple sitting in the living room. She raised an eyebrow; she had never expected these two to find their way here.
"Miaomiao, you're awake?" Zhou Wenjing was the first to see Fang Miaomiao and excitedly stood up from the sofa. "You, you're awake."
Fang Miaomiao ignored them and walked directly towards the sofa.
"Awake? Breakfast is warmed up in the kitchen," Wen Zhiyan said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll get it later. Where's An An?"
"He went to school."
"Why didn't you wake me?"
"It's not our fault. An An said you were still sleeping, so we didn't want to wake you. He said if you're free in the afternoon, you can pick him up, and if not, he'll wait for you at home."
"Such a good son," Fang Miaomiao said, touched.
"Miaomiao."
"President Fang, Miaomiao hasn't eaten yet."
Fang Yuan's expression stiffened, and he gave a sheepish smile. "Okay, okay, then we'll wait until Miaomiao finishes breakfast before we talk."
Fang Miaomiao glanced at the two people sitting on the sofa out of the corner of her eye. Their clothes were wrinkled.
There were dark circles under their eyes; it was clear they hadn't slept well last night, giving them a very tired appearance.
"Miaomiao."
Fang Miaomiao kissed Wen Zhiyan. "What about you?"
"I ate breakfast with An An this morning."
Fang Miaomiao nodded and got up to go to the kitchen.
"Master Wen."
Wen Zhiyan shook his head. "I've retired from Wen's, so I can't accept such a title from you."
"No, no, no," Fang Yuan quickly waved his hand. "We admire Master Wen from the bottom of our hearts. This is a term of respect, and it has nothing to do with whether you are still with Wen's."
Yesterday, after Fang Yanhuan's act of occupying Fang Miaomiao's house became a trending topic, they instinctively called Fang Miaomiao to resolve the matter. They didn't expect Fang Miaomiao to agree perfectly on the surface, only to release the recording of their conversation on Weibo the next second.
This caused their Fang Corporation's reputation to plummet. Within a single night, most of their company's collaborators terminated their contracts for various reasons, even if it meant paying breach of contract fees.
He was helpless and had to beg and plead. It was only through a friend he usually got along with that he learned he had offended someone.
Offended whom.
Who else but Fang Miaomiao.
Wen Zhiyan was supporting her behind Fang Miaomiao.
He didn't dare to imagine the extent of Wen Zhiyan's background. He only knew that if he didn't find a way to compensate, his company wouldn't last much longer.
Therefore, early in the morning, he brought his wife to apologize.
"Our address, who gave it to you?"
Fang Yuan's eyes darted around. "This..."
"President Fang."
"It was the Ran family. We had some cooperation with the Ran family before, so I asked him."
"Which branch?"
"Second, the second branch," Fang Yuan trembled. "Master Wen, I've already told you. Can you spare me this once, considering I was once Fang Miaomiao's father?"
Wen Zhiyan's gaze fell on Fang Miaomiao's back as she ate in the distance. "Didn't I see you pressuring others quite vigorously? Why are you suddenly thinking of begging for mercy?"
He still wanted to play for a while longer.
"Master Wen, this was our mistake. We shouldn't have interfered in the squabble between the two children. This is a matter for the younger generation. I apologize to Miaomiao. I implore Master Wen to show leniency."
Wen Zhiyan raised his hand. "President Fang, you are too polite. I am merely a disabled person who can't even manage Wen's now. Are you overestimating me? Moreover, I am not the protagonist in this matter."
Fang Yuan's body stiffened. Remembering something, he quickly said, "We were wrong, we were wrong. We came today primarily to apologize to Miaomiao. This was Yanhuan's mistake."
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"Then wait."
Wen Zhiyan moved his wheelchair towards Fang Miaomiao.
Fang Yuan grabbed Zhou Wenjing, who had suddenly stood up, and warned her. "What are you doing, Wenjing? What we need to do now is save our company. You'd better be quiet."
Zhou Wenjing looked at Fang Yuan. "What do you know."
Once she accomplished this, not only would the Fang Corporation stabilize, but it would also reach new heights.
"Wenjing."
Zhou Wenjing didn't speak, but her gaze was fixed on Fang Miaomiao, who was diligently eating in the dining room. The excitement from earlier was gone from her eyes.
She couldn't understand how Fang Miaomiao had become like a completely different person. Not only did she show no gratitude to her parents, but she even wanted to harm their only daughter.
How could this be?
Fang Miaomiao was just relying on Wen Zhiyan as her backer, wasn't she?
If this backer disappeared, Fang Miaomiao would have no support left.
Thinking of this, a glint of ruthlessness flashed in Zhou Wenjing's eyes. She shook off Fang Yuan's hand and strode towards Wen Zhiyan.
Fang Yuan's pupils contracted. Before he could react to what was happening, Zhou Wenjing reached out her hands and pushed towards Wen Zhiyan's back.
Foolish!
Fang Yuan also strode forward and grabbed Zhou Wenjing's hands.
Zhou Wenjing glared fiercely at Fang Yuan. Did he know what he was doing? As long as she proved that Wen Zhiyan's legs were fine, the second branch would inject funds into their company.
"What are you two doing?"
Fang Miaomiao looked suspiciously at the couple, who were holding each other's hands and glaring at each other.
"Nothing."
Fang Yuan awkwardly withdrew his hand and looked at Wen Zhiyan, who was also looking at him. "My wife almost fell just now, and I quickly caught her."
Fang Miaomiao: The way they were struggling, it looked more like they were caught doing something bad than helping someone up.
Zhou Wenjing wanted to do something bad?
Fang Miaomiao subtly glanced down at Wen Zhiyan.
Wen Zhiyan looked up and shook his head slightly at Fang Miaomiao, indicating that they hadn't touched him.
"Miaomiao, I'm sorry. Mom was thinking about Yanhuan just now, so I wasn't paying attention and almost fell. If it weren't for your dad, I would have fallen."
Fang Miaomiao smiled faintly. "If I remember correctly, my household registration only lists me, and it seems we have no connection, does we?"
"Miaomiao, you can't say that. We raised you from infancy."
"Is that so?" Fang Miaomiao touched Wen Zhiyan's head. "But why is my memory filled with Grandma Zhou's shadow?"
Grandma Zhou, the nanny who used to take care of Fang Miaomiao, abused the original owner and caused indelible psychological trauma.
"Grandma Zhou, why are you bringing up Grandma Zhou?" Zhou Wenjing's expression changed. "That woman betrayed us. If you had told us earlier, we would have kicked her out long ago, and you wouldn't have suffered so much."
Fang Miaomiao smiled. She had seen shameless people, but she had never seen anyone so shamelessly shameless.
In the original owner's memories, she had seen more than once the original owner seeking help from her mother.
But what about Zhou Wenjing?
She either found the original owner troublesome or listened to Grandma Zhou, thinking the original owner was lying. She locked her outside the door for a whole day, in the middle of the night, with thunder and lightning.
A small person curled up under the eaves.
No matter how she looked at it, she felt pity.