We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Wen Zhixia took the ice cream, which was the Guangming milk brick that she loved most when she was a child. It was obvious that Wen Litao bought it specifically for her.

As she ate, she said, "Master. They have money, so why would they take your things?"

"I'll help you get it back."

"Forget it," Wen Litao stopped him. "Your uncle and aunt just had their second baby last year, and they're under a lot of pressure. Don't bother with them. It's just a small matter."

Wen Zhixia felt sad because of her grandfather's open-minded attitude.

She didn't like her uncle and aunt. Wen Zhengmao had been sucked dry by them when he was alive, but they turned a deaf ear to the growth of their own niece and didn't care.

"It's rare for you to come back, so don't talk about unhappy things." Wen Litao stood up. "I'll cook two dishes and we'll have a few drinks."

The two of them cooked four dishes and a soup, which were quickly served on the table.

"My dear, you work hard, eat more." Wen Litao picked up a large piece of braised pork and said, "Grandpa made this, you can't get it outside."

Wen Zhixia felt like crying while eating.

Home is the best safe haven, where she has her favorite ice cream and braised pork.

"I'm not tired," Wen Zhixia also picked up some food for her grandfather. "The director is very kind to me. He gave me opportunities and even let me give a report at an academic conference."

She always reports good news but not bad news, because Wen Litao is in poor health. His son and daughter-in-law both passed away that year, and he had a stroke and stayed in the hospital for a long time. He is most afraid of stimulation.

Wen Zhixia thought for a moment and said, "Master, can you move to the city and live with me?"

"Just kidding." Wen Litao laughed and waved his hands. "It's not right for an old man to live with a young girl. No, no, I just like living here."

Seeing Wen Zhixia's slightly worried expression, Wen Litao took a sip of wine and asked, "My dear, how did that engineer treat you?"

Wen Zhixia's expression froze.

The engineer grandpa was talking about was Fu Ruoshi.

Before the two got married, he visited the old man once as his boyfriend. He didn't say much, just that he was engaged in chip research and development.

Grandpa was impressed by his eloquence and had a good impression of him.

Wen Zhixia had been keeping her marriage a secret from her family. If she told the truth, not only would her grandfather be so angry that he would be hospitalized, but given her aunt's petty and greedy temper, the Fu family would probably be turned upside down.

She couldn't afford to lose this person.

"It's okay." She forced a smile, "It's pretty good."

Wen Litao looked at her thoughtfully, "Why didn't he come today?"

"He's at work," Wen Zhixia said. "Tech stocks have been doing well lately, so he's busy."

Wen Litao nodded and said, "It's okay if you're busy, just remember to go home."

At this moment, the sound of keys was heard outside the door.

The door opened, revealing two familiar faces.

"Uncle, aunt?" She stood up in surprise, "Why are you back?"

When they saw Wen Zhixia, Wen Xu and Meng Jia were also stunned.

"Xiao Xia is here too," Wen Xu greeted naturally, "We just happened to pass by and came to see Dad."

Thinking of the TV they had snatched away, Wen Zhixia said coldly, "You came here empty-handed to see people."

Wen Litao was just drinking by himself and ignored them.

"Dad, you're being so reserved with us." Meng Jia went to greet him, "You didn't even tell us that Xiaoxia was coming back, otherwise we definitely wouldn't have come empty-handed."

She said as she looked around.

"Ouch!" She pulled out a red envelope from under the TV cabinet with a look of surprise, "Dad, why do you leave money lying around?"

Wen Zhixia had just received this red envelope, which contained 30,000 yuan in total, all of which was her bonus.

"Yes, Dad," Wen Xu took the opportunity to put the money in his pocket, "Don't carry so much money with you. Nowadays, everyone pays via WeChat. We will keep the money for you..."

Wen Zhixia snatched the money away and said, "I was just wondering, where is the broadband TV I bought?"

Wen Xu and his wife looked at each other and realized that today was not the right time to come.

"Xiao Xia is doing well now," Meng Jia said with a wry smile, "Dad, does our Xiao Xia have a boyfriend? I remember Xiao Xia was around 25, 26, 27..."

Wen Zhixia rolled her eyes in her heart. From childhood to adulthood, her tuition and living expenses were all paid by Wen Litao. Wen Xu and Meng Jia didn't care about her at all and didn't even know that she was a rabbit.

Wen Litao put down his chopsticks with a snap.

"Just tell me what you have to say, don't beat around the bush."

Meng Jia poked Wen Xu.

Wen Xu leaned close to the old man's ear and said, "Dad, it's about the transfer of ownership of your house..."

The living room was so small, but Wen Zhixia still heard it.

Wen Xu's family has two boys, and the couple tacitly assumes that Wen Zhixia will get married in the future, so they want to take away everything left by Wen Zhengmao and Wen Litao.

"Don't keep thinking about my house." Wen Litao stood up. "I will definitely give the house to Xiaoxia as her dowry."

Meng Jia's expression changed immediately.

"Dad," Wen Xu was also anxious, "Isn't this house too shabby as a dowry?"

Wen Zhixia retorted, "If you think it's shabby, then give me a set."

"This kid," Meng Jia frowned, "why does he ask for this and that as soon as he gets home?"

"You didn't ask for this or that," Wen Zhixia said bluntly, "Just give me back the TV."

"You kid..."

"Alright!" Wen Litao interrupted Meng Jia, "Stop arguing!"

After saying that, he sat down on the chair, coughing continuously, holding his chest, his face was a sickly red, and he looked very uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay, let's go." Wen Xu sighed, "Dad, let's talk about it next time."

Seeing that the two of them clearly saw Wen Litao coughing violently, but did not care at all and left indifferently as if they had not seen anything, Wen Zhixia was angry and sad.

"Master." Wen Zhixia pleaded, "Please come with me to the city. I have money and I can rent you a big house."

Wen Litao patted her generously and said, "Just work hard and don't take it to heart. It's getting late today, so you should go home early."

Wen Zhixia couldn't persuade him, nor did she dare to argue with him for fear that he would cough again, so she nodded and said, "Then I'll clean the house."

She cleared the table and kitchen, mopped the living room and bedroom again before saying goodbye to Wen Litao.

After leaving the community and taking a taxi, she cried silently for a while before she had the energy to look at her phone.

I haven't checked for a few hours, and here are a bunch of text messages.

Fu Ruoshi [is there?]

【Not off work yet? 】

【Grandma's birthday party, please come when you have time.】

Wen Zhixia found it a little funny to think about him sending messages with his hands swollen.

"Pfft..." She wiped her tears and laughed out loud, feeling that she looked very funny.

But she didn't reply to Fu Ruoshi, she ignored him and opened the message -

【Zhizhi, are you busy? 】

Wen Zhixia's heart skipped a beat.

With this name and this unfamiliar number, I knew it was Gu Chun even with my eyes closed.

Wen Zhixia was very annoyed as to who had given him her contact information. She only blamed herself for not having a block function for this message.

She thought about it and could only politely reply, "Please don't send me messages anymore."

Unexpectedly, the other side replied quickly: "Oh, sorry."

After returning home and taking a shower, Gu Chun didn't reply to her.

Wen Zhixia had just laid down on the bed when Fu Ruoshi’s WeChat message came again.

【Read but not reply? 】

【What are you doing? 】