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"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore. Remember to eat lunch on time and don't overwork yourself." Liu Yueyue's soft voice was as warm and gentle as a spring breeze.

"I'm not tired. For you and the children, everything is worth it." Hong Wenbin's voice was full of determination and seriousness, as if every word carried his deep attachment to his family.

The door was not completely closed, leaving a gap. Xiao Miaomiao stood quietly outside the door and heard the conversation between the two clearly. In the past year of marriage, she never thought that Hong Wenbin would cook, but now she finally understood that it was not that he could not cook, but that he was unwilling to cook for her.

An indescribable feeling welled up in her heart, and the lunch box in her hand seemed to become heavy. Those carefully prepared meals, which were originally her love and care, now seemed so pale and powerless.

She smiled self-deprecatingly, with a hint of bitterness in her heart. It turned out that in Hong Wenbin's heart, she, Xiao Miaomiao, was always an outsider, unable to share his tenderness and care.

Fortunately, most of the meals Liu Yueyue brought were carefully prepared by her aunt, and she only cooked herself a few times. Otherwise, she would probably regret it now, as it would be like feeding a dog that could not be tamed.

Jiang Chen's eyes inadvertently turned to Zheng Yan beside him, and he found that his phone was recording.

"Okay, I know everything. You should go to bed early. I will teach you a lesson when I get home tonight, you little devil." There was a hint of frivolous smile in Hong Wenbin's voice.

Xiao Miaomiao felt nauseous when she heard what Hong Wenbin said to Liu Yueyue. This Hong Wenbin was worse than an animal, not even letting pregnant women go.

Hong Wenbin had just put down his phone when Xiao Miaomiao pushed the door open. The expression on her face was cold and firm, as if she carried a force that could not be ignored.

Hong Wenbin had just ended a call and gently placed his phone on the table. When he turned around, he saw Xiao Miaomiao pushing the door open.

There was a flash of astonishment in his eyes, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his tone was a little reproachful: "Miao Miao, where are your manners? Don't you know to knock before coming in?"

He had no idea that the door was half open, and that Xiao Miaomiao had heard every word of his conversation with Liu Yueyue.

Xiao Miaomiao looked at him, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she retorted, "When it comes to politeness and upbringing, who can compare to you, Hong Wenbin?"

Her voice was calm and cold, yet it carried a sharpness that could not be ignored, leaving Hong Wenbin speechless for a moment.

Hong Wenbin frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Didn't you say you were going out to play for a few days? Why are you back today, and talking in such a sarcastic tone. I'm very busy recently, so I won't go back, you go home by yourself." He felt a little annoyed. He had clearly promised Yueyue that he would accompany her these days, but now his plans were disrupted by these things.

Just then, Jiang Chen and Zheng Yan walked in.

Hong Wenbin naturally knew these two people, and it could even be said that they were the ones he had always wanted to curry favor with. He immediately stood up with a flattering smile on his face.

He could understand Jiang Chen's arrival as a business negotiation, but Zheng Yan's appearance made him a little confused.

"Miao Miao, go and do your own thing first. I have distinguished guests to entertain." He turned to the woman beside him and said with a tone that left no room for doubt.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm so sorry for not welcoming you in person. You came without notifying me in advance. I should have gone downstairs to greet you in person." Hong Wenbin looked at Jiang Chen and Zheng Yan with a smile on his face and a tone full of flattery.

However, when his eyes touched Xiao Miaomiao, they froze slightly. Seeing Xiao Miaomiao still standing there without moving, he frowned and wanted to go forward and pull her out.

But before his hand could touch the corner of Xiao Miaomiao's clothes, Jiang Chen and Zheng Yan stopped him at the same time.

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with an icy cold light, and his tone revealed an unquestionable majesty. He stared at Hong Wenbin coldly and said word by word: "Hong Wenbin, you dare to touch Miaomiao? You are simply courting death!"

Zheng Yan also took over the conversation, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and said lightly: "Boss Hong, next time you call your lover, remember to check whether the doors and windows are closed first, so as not to make people laugh. I heard the conversation between you and the mistress just now clearly, and I also recorded it."

The words of the two were like sharp daggers, piercing Hong Wenbin's heart fiercely. His hands trembled slightly, and the wine glass held in the air seemed to become extremely heavy. He turned his head, looked at Jiang Chen and Zheng Yan, and then looked at Xiao Miaomiao standing beside him, with a hint of complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

Hong Wenbin took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil. He forced out an ugly smile and tried to ease the atmosphere: "Did you misunderstand something?"

"Miao Miao, listen to me. Let me explain." There was a hint of urgency in Hong Wenbin's voice. He tried to reach out to pull Xiao Miaomiao's hand, hoping that she would give him a chance to listen.

However, Xiao Miaomiao gently avoided his hand, her eyes revealing a hint of coldness and alienation.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen stood in front of Xiao Miaomiao without hesitation and looked at Hong Wenbin coldly, "Hong Wenbin, do you really think we are all blind?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, and he was obviously dissatisfied with Hong Wenbin's behavior.

Hong Wenbin looked at the two people standing close together, and an inexplicable irritation surged in his heart. He frowned and tried to speak rationally: "Boss Jiang, this is a private matter between me and my wife. It seems inappropriate for you, an outsider, to interfere."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this. He stared at Hong Wenbin with a sharp gaze, and his voice revealed an unquestionable firmness, "What if I insist on intervening?" His tone was full of provocation and threats, as if telling Hong Wenbin that he was not so easy to deal with.

"What do you mean?" Hong Wenbin's eyes were full of astonishment and confusion. He stared straight at Xiao Miaomiao, his tone revealing disappointment and anger that was hard to conceal.

"Why do you protect Xiao Miaomiao so much? What kind of relationship do you have between you two?" His voice revealed a sense of shame of being betrayed.

In Hong Wenbin's opinion, Xiao Miaomiao had no connection with the Jiang family, let alone any deep connection with the Jiang family. He never thought that Xiao Miaomiao had anything to do with the Jiang family.

His heart was filled with confusion and anger, and the feeling of being deceived made it almost impossible for him to control his emotions.

"Xiao Miaomiao, you betrayed me!" Hong Wenbin's voice was full of grief and indignation, and he could not believe the facts before him.