Fang Miaomiao woke up, and it was already dark.
Across from her, Wen Yanan sat on a single sofa, obediently flipping through a manga book.
Fang Miaomiao took a moment. "Kid, when did you come in?"
Wen Yanan closed the book and met Fang Miaomiao's gaze. "Around four o'clock. When I came in, you were already asleep."
"Thank you for covering me with the air-conditioned quilt."
"You're welcome."
Fang Miaomiao didn't miss Wen Yanan's slightly reddened ears, and she smiled and shook her head. She couldn't tell that this little guy was actually a bit of a tsundere.
"Why don't you sleep in bed?"
"To get some air."
"There's air conditioning."
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
This child.
A knock came from the door, followed by the voice of a maid from outside.
"Madam, dinner is ready."
"Okay."
Fang Miaomiao went to the bathroom to wash her face and clear her head before taking Wen Yanan downstairs.
Before even reaching the bottom of the stairs, she could hear the laughter of the old madam from the living room downstairs, interspersed with the occasional tinkling laughter of a young girl.
Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow slightly.
In the book, the Wen family had four children. The youngest was Wen Zhiyan, and he had three older brothers: Wen Zhiming, Wen Zhiyu, and Wen Zhijia.
Wen Zhiming had passed away, but the book didn't elaborate on the cause of his death, only that he was gone.
As for the other two, apart from the protagonist Wen Zhijia's father, Wen Zhiyu also didn't have much description.
However, she was certain that the Wen family had no daughters.
And now, there was a girl making the old madam of the Wen family laugh heartily.
Why did she have a feeling that the visitor was not friendly?
Sigh, if she could travel back in time, she definitely wouldn't have agreed to Wen Zhiyan's proposal.
The stairs were finally descended amidst Fang Miaomiao's thoughts.
"Miaomiao is here."
Looking at the gentle woman sitting on the sofa who greeted her, a flood of memories came rushing back.
That gentle-looking woman was Xie Wanqing.
The night the original owner and Wen Zhiyan got their marriage certificate, Xie Wanqing had called Wen Zhiyan away with one phone call. Not only that, she had even sent Fang Miaomiao a message using Wen Zhiyan's WeChat account to provoke her.
The original owner married Wen Zhiyan simply to find a long-term meal ticket and a protector. She didn't like Wen Zhiyan much in the first place, so she didn't care about Xie Wanqing's provocation.
As a result, this Xie Wanqing got bolder, directly entering their apartment openly and even making veiled sarcastic remarks to the original owner.
The original owner wasn't one to be easily provoked either. Enraged, she slapped Xie Wanqing. But the melodramatic part was that this scene was witnessed by Madam Ran, who had come to deliver food.
Well, now the original owner couldn't wash herself clean even if she jumped into the Yellow River. Ran Lian disliked the original owner even more because of this incident, thinking that not only was she not presentable, but she was also vulgar and prone to violence.
Xie Wanqing stood up from the sofa and smiled at Fang Miaomiao, greeting her, "Miaomiao, long time no see."
Fang Miaomiao took a step back to avoid the hand she extended towards her and quickly sized her up from head to toe.
Xie Wanqing had a delicate beauty. Her white dress highlighted her gentle demeanor, giving her the impression of a soft and amiable young lady.
It was a pity that her prominent cheekbones made her look a bit petty, and she also gave off an aura of someone not to be trifled with, creating a disharmonious impression.
Seeing that she didn't greet her promptly, Xie Wanqing was not annoyed. She nodded slightly and sat back down next to Ran Lian.
Ran Lian took Xie Wanqing's hand. "Why are you greeting her? People from humble backgrounds have no manners. Greeting her would be an insult to your status."
Xie Wanqing gave Fang Miaomiao an apologetic glance before saying to Ran Lian with a pursed lip, "Auntie, she must have some hidden strengths that we haven't seen yet if she made Brother Zhiyan marry her."
Ran Lian didn't engage with that. "By the way, Wanqing, how long are you planning to stay this time? Why don't you not go back and just intern at Zhiyan's company?"
"This, Aunt Lian, won't it be a bit inappropriate?"
"What's inappropriate about it?" Ran Lian patted Xie Wanqing's hand and said dotingly, "You know Auntie likes you the most."
If it weren't for Fang Miaomiao showing up halfway, she would definitely have tried to set up Wanqing and Zhiyan.
"Thank you, Aunt Lian."
Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow at their conversation, which seemed to be conducted as if no one else was present. She casually found a spot and was about to pick up her phone to scroll through videos when she heard someone's joyful voice.
"Brother Zhiyan, you're back!"
Then, the speaker ran to the door and smiled at the person standing there.
Wen Zhiyan's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. "Why are you here?"
Xie Wanqing's smile froze instantly at these words. She straightened up and looked at Wen Zhiyan somewhat awkwardly. "Brother Zhiyan, am I not supposed to be here?"
"Of course, she can be here. Wanqing is my guest. How can she not be here?" Ran Lian stepped forward and shielded Xie Wanqing behind her. "What, do I need your permission to invite a guest to my house now?"
"Mom, you know I didn't mean it like that."
Ran Lian didn't even glance at Wen Zhiyan, patting Xie Wanqing reassuringly. "Don't be afraid, Auntie is here."
Looking at the figure being surrounded outside the doorway, she looked like a pitiable child.
"Why are you back so late? It's almost time for dinner."
After speaking, Fang Miaomiao directly walked past the two people standing at the door and pushed Wen Zhiyan's wheelchair forward.
"Old Madam, it's getting late, and everyone has worked hard all day and is hungry. Why don't we start dinner soon? What do you think?"
This was not the first time Fang Miaomiao had talked back to Ran Lian. Just as she was about to scold her, she felt a tug on her clothes.
She looked down and saw Wen Yanan looking up at her expectantly. "Grandma, I want to eat."
"Oh, my good grandson wants to eat." Ran Lian's anger subsided considerably when she saw her grandson speaking to her.
In the afternoon, after confirming the ingredients for dinner, she had called her sons Wen Zhijia and Wen Anlan. However, both of them said they had sudden business and couldn't make it back.
Under normal circumstances, she would have believed that the two had something important to do. But today was different. Fang Miaomiao was at the old house today, and whenever she was there, Anlan wouldn't come back.
Therefore, she believed that it was all Fang Miaomiao's fault. She didn't know what the old man was thinking, letting Fang Miaomiao come back to recuperate. Wasn't that just adding to her troubles?
"Alright, why are all of you lingering at the door? If you don't want to eat, all of you go back to your rooms." The old man, who came out last, saw the scene and reprimanded in a deep voice, "You, an elder, are making things difficult for a junior. Does that sound right if word gets out?"
Although Ran Lian was angry, she knew she wouldn't gain anything if she continued. She led Wen Yanan towards the dining room.
"Miss Xie, what about you?"
Xie Wanqing's face turned pale, but she still maintained her demeanor of a lady. "Grandpa Wen, it's getting late, and I should be going. Grandpa Wen, please enjoy your meal. I won't disturb you."