Chapter 32
The bedroom door opened, and Song Wanxing walked out clutching his stomach. “Excuse me, are you two done talking? I’m hungry.”
Song Yunnian replied, “Don’t worry, I’m about to feed you.”
After saying that, she turned to look at Fu Yanchen, her lips curling into a polite smile as she said courteously, “President Fu, you can leave now, right?”
Fu Yanchen glanced at her, his thin lips parting to utter a single sentence: “Did I say I was leaving?”
Song Yunnian: “…”
Her cheek twitched as she asked, “Then do you want to stay for dinner?”
“Is that not allowed?”
Song Yunnian sneered inwardly. Of course it wasn’t! Did he have no self-awareness at all?
As the dignified president of a company, was it really okay for him to be this thick-skinned?
However…
Her eyes flickered, a spark of inspiration flashing through them. She then spoke up, “Staying for dinner isn’t out of the question, but there will be a fee.”
“Fine,” Fu Yanchen nodded.
Song Yunnian was secretly delighted. This meant she wouldn’t have to take such a massive financial hit herself, and she could pay back that fifty million in no time.
“Wait here. I’m going to buy groceries now.”
Now, Song Yunnian didn’t have the slightest bit of reluctance. She grabbed her wallet and headed out the door in high spirits, her attitude shifting instantly.
Inside the room, Song Wanxing had overheard everything. He huffed and said, “Your dad is pretty smart. He actually knows how to handle Sister Nian.”
Fu Chengyi was also a bit surprised. It seemed Fu Yanchen really liked Song Yunnian. Did this mean his wish for Song Yunnian to become his real mother was just around the corner?
Song Wanxing stroked his chin and said, “Whether he can successfully break through the competition in the future depends on your dad’s own luck.”
Fu Chengyi shot him a look. “What do you mean, break through?”
“Among the people pursuing Sister Nian, your dad is ranked third. There are two powerful rivals ahead of him. What do you think?”
Fu Chengyi: “…”
He looked at Song Wanxing with a grave expression. “Who are the two in front?”
Song Wanxing shrugged. “One is Sister Nian’s assistant, Uncle Mo. But he only likes Sister Nian in secret and has never dared to confess. As for the other small fry, they aren’t even worth mentioning.”
So there were more than just two; those were just the two worth noting.
Fu Chengyi gritted his teeth and glared at Song Wanxing. “Were you lying when you said you’d help set them up?”
How could there be so many other people?
Song Wanxing gave a devious smile and hooked his arm around Fu Chengyi’s shoulder. “Hehehe, Sister Nian is so outstanding, so she naturally has to pick the best man. Besides, don’t you have any confidence in your dad?”
Fu Chengyi was speechless. He really didn’t.
He felt that Fu Yanchen was like a block of wood. How could he possibly know how to woo a girl? He was doomed to lose.
Seeing Fu Chengyi’s reproachful gaze, Song Wanxing immediately comforted him. “Don’t worry, we’re brothers now. I’ll help you.”
It wasn’t the first time he’d sold out his mother.
Fu Yanchen seemed alright for now. If he could snag such a wealthy dad, he wouldn’t have to worry for the rest of his life.
Previously, after he had hacked into Fu Yanchen’s Swiss bank account, Song Yunnian had disciplined him and hadn’t let him touch any accounts since.
Now that the man himself was right here, Young Master Song instantly saw dollar signs and defected on the spot.
Song Yunnian soon returned carrying several large bags.
Song Wanxing leaned over to take a look and couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, “Whoa, Sister Nian! You bought so much. Did you strike it rich? Or did you rob a bank?”
Song Yunnian pushed Song Wanxing’s head away. “Neither. Move aside.”
In order to squeeze as much money as possible out of Fu Yanchen, Song Yunnian didn’t hesitate to spend a bit more upfront. She wasn’t going to be polite when it came to calculating the bill later.
Thinking of this, Song Yunnian’s lips curled up, her smile resembling that of a cunning fox.
Song Yunnian quickly took the ingredients into the kitchen and got to work.
Sitting on the sofa, Fu Yanchen heard Song Wanxing’s words, and his thin lips slowly curved into a smile.
Did Song Yunnian buy all this food specifically for him?