After I kicked out my boss, I became a landlady

Since Yang Chi obtained permission to enter and leave the Wen family freely, the frequency of his visits to the Wen family has increased significantly, and sometimes he even chooses to stay overnight at the Wen family.

Of course, Wen's father still had some complaints about this. Although he did not stop them from dating, facing the covetous eyes of the two women at home, he did not dare to say much.

Dad Wen felt that Yang Chi's status in the family was growing, which posed a serious threat to his "survival".

For example, in the past, it was Dad Wen who cooked for Mom Wen and Wen Nuan, but now Yang Chi has seriously taken over his work, and he doesn't even have to do the daily cleaning, which makes Dad Wen feel very stressed.

These days, Dad Wen was really worried. He frowned and kept walking around the room, and his mind flashed through suitable resource candidates. Suddenly, he thought of his son who was far away abroad. It seemed that it was time to use the ultimate weapon!

Father Wen kept thinking in his mind: "What is so charming about this guy? He can even make my dear wife and Nuan Bao support him. I am alone, this won't do. I have to find a helper and ask for support."

The baby cries, the baby feels aggrieved, but the baby doesn't say anything.

So he picked up his phone and called Wen Ziyang.

"Son, your sister is in love!"

Wen Ziyang was silent for a while, and the silence seemed to freeze the air.

Then, he said fiercely: "I already know. If I find out who this bastard is, I will break his legs!"

Then, he said to Wen's father, "Dad, you stay calm. I will be back in two days. I will deal with things here as quickly as possible."

His voice was firm and powerful, leaving no room for doubt.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ziyang's heart was filled with anger and worry.

He couldn't imagine that there was a man around his sister who could change the attitude of the whole family so much.

In his memory, his sister has always been the most important person in his life. He is the ultimate sister-con, and has grown up following his sister around.

When he was a child, he would follow his sister wherever she went, like a little follower. When his sister was bullied, he was always the first to rush to protect her, even if he was beaten black and blue.

When he went abroad to develop his career, he cried a lot and was reluctant to leave his sister.

He felt that his sister was his whole world. Now that he heard that a strange man had broken into his sister's life, how could he not be angry and anxious.

Wen Ziyang quickly finished the matters at hand and couldn't wait to fly back to China.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would teach that ignorant man a lesson and protect his sister.

At the same time, he was also worried about whether his sister would be hurt. After all, in his heart, his sister was so pure and kind.

He decided that when he returned to China, he would observe the man named Yang Chi carefully to see what abilities he had to dare to approach his sister.

It was already the afternoon two days later when Wen Ziyang returned home.

The sunlight shone onto the ground through the huge glass windows of the airport. Wen Ziyang was dragging his suitcase with a stern expression.

He didn't call anyone to pick him up, not because he didn't want to see his family, but because he was angry and wanted to surprise the man who might have "kidnapped" his sister.

Although Wen's father knew that Wen Ziyang was going to return to China, he didn't know the exact time.

Father Wen was already troubled by Yang Chi's affairs, and now that his son was coming back, he was even more worried.

He didn't dare tell Wen Nuan and his wife the news that Zi Yang was coming back. Thinking that if the news leaked out, he would have to kneel on the washboard at night, Dad Wen could only swallow the words silently.

Wen Ziyang walked out of the airport, looking at the bustling crowd and the strange yet familiar city scenery, feeling filled with emotion.

He took a deep breath and secretly made up his mind to protect his sister and this family.

He hailed a taxi and headed straight home.

Wen Ziyang was becoming increasingly nervous as the taxi he was riding in sped along the familiar streets.

After a while, the car stopped at the door. Wen Ziyang paid the fare and slowly walked towards the door with his suitcase.

The moment he opened the door, he saw only Mr. and Mrs. Wen watching TV.

When Wen's mother saw him, she ran up to him and said with a look of joy on her face, "Oh, my baby son is back!"

Wen Ziyang looked at his mother, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart, but he still couldn't help asking: "Mom, where is my sister?"

Mother Wen smiled and replied, "Your sister is out and will be back soon. By the way, son, how long do you plan to stay this time?"

Wen Ziyang frowned and said, "I came back to take care of some things. I'm not sure how long I'll stay."

Father Wen also pretended not to know that his son was coming back. He walked up to him and said in a pretentious manner, "It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back. Have you eaten yet?"

Wen Ziyang glanced at his father unhappily, knowing full well that his father was acting.

He didn't point it out, but just said calmly: "I haven't eaten yet."

Mother Wen quickly took her son's hand and said, "Then wash your hands and eat. Mom has made your favorite dish for you."

When Wen Ziyang heard his mother say she wanted to cook, he quickly tried to stop her, fearing that his mother would be tired.

He said anxiously, "Mom, don't cook. You are so tired every day. Don't do this kind of thing."

After hearing this, Dad Wen quickly said, "Wife, let me take care of this little thing. Don't hurt your delicate hands." After saying that, Dad Wen looked at Mom Wen with a doting look on his face.

Wen Ziyang gave his father a grateful look and thought to himself, "Thank you, Dad, for saving my life."

He doesn't want to eat the "dark food" made by his mother. Every time his mother cooks, the taste is simply unbearable.

Wen Ziyang still remembers one time when his mother cooked a dish that was as black as charcoal and tasted so strange that it was indescribable. Since then, he has been terrified of his mother cooking.

Mother Wen put her hands on her hips and said, "What do you mean? Do you dislike the food I cook?"

The atmosphere was like a family storm was about to break out at any time.

Dad Wen quickly begged for mercy: "No, honey, I'm just worried that your new manicure will get damaged. You have such beautiful hands, you can't let them get damaged while cooking."

Wen Ziyang also quickly agreed, "Mom, my dad is right. Your manicure is so beautiful. It would be a pity if it was ruined because of cooking. And my dad's cooking is also delicious."

After hearing what the father and son said, Mother Wen's expression eased a little, but she still said unhappily, "Humph, you just know how to coax me. I'll let you off this time, but don't do this again next time."

Dad Wen and Wen Ziyang nodded repeatedly, feeling relieved.