Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

And it turns out that for a skilled chef, the highest-end ingredients only require the simplest cooking and still taste delicious - Song Nianru gritted her teeth secretly, cursing herself for underestimating her opponent, and in the end she could only pretend to faint.

Fortunately, Mao Tuanzi went on vacation with Xiao Qingtong after her health stabilized, otherwise she would have laughed at her to death if she knew about this.

This night was a complete disgrace to him as a big boss.

"Why don't you go out?!"

Song Nianru drove the people away expressionlessly, but her voice was still hoarse. She had some harsh words on her mind, but she couldn't say them out loud.

There is a hint of lust in it.

Looking at Jiang Shangwen's blooming smile, Song Nianru almost wanted to cover her face.

Seeing this, Jiang Shangwen smiled even more and leaned over to kiss her gently on the forehead:

"You worked hard last night. Get some more sleep. I'll ask the kitchen to make you something delicious to make up for it."

The voice is so gentle that it can drown people.

Song Nianru's heart trembled, and she cursed inwardly: "Bastard~" She simply covered herself with the quilt, and soon she fell asleep.

An hour later.

Song Nianru woke up to the aroma of food.

A rumbling sound came from her stomach, reminding her that she was already hungry. Jiang Shangwen was smiling as he scooped a bowl of hot soup. Seeing her get up, he smiled and said:

"Are you awake? Come and have some food, it's all your favorite."

Song Nianru got off the bed, her feet still a little weak, and she couldn't help but glare at the culprit.

Unfortunately, there was a hint of spring in the corners of her eyes, and her glare was full of autumn water. This glare did not have any power, but instead caused Jiang Shangwen to laugh softly again.

Song Nianru walked into the bathroom, then quickly slipped into the space, ate a few spiritual fruits, and then soaked in the fairy pool for a while.

Only then did I feel much better.

After tidying herself up, Song Nianru walked out of the bathroom with light steps.

On the table was a basket of crab roe buns, a plate of red date cake, a bowl of bird's nest porridge, a bowl of steamed egg with milk flavor, a plate of stir-fried shrimps, a serving of stir-fried vegetables and four small cold dishes.

Add a bowl of mushroom soup and the whole table is filled with fragrance, making people salivate.

Song Nianru couldn't help swallowing, picked up her chopsticks and began to eat heartily. Her eating movements were quick and graceful.

Jiang Shangwen looked at her lovingly, with a slight smile on his lips, and said softly:

"Eat slowly, don't choke, drink some soup first..."

Song Nianru rolled her eyes at him and ignored him. Did this guy think she was a three-year-old baby?

After breakfast, the two were walking in the yard when suddenly a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence. Aaron came in panic and reported:

"Master, Madam, something bad has happened..."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shangwen said in a deep voice.

"It's the Third, Third, Young Master who's back. He's already entered the mansion..." A'long said stutteringly.

Jiang Shangwen was stunned.

Then he reacted: "The Third Young Master is back, so why are you panicking?"

Aaron was stunned by this question - yes, this is the Jiang family, it is only a matter of time before the third young master comes back, why should he be so anxious?

Song Nianru smiled slightly.

Calculating the time, the male protagonist did return to China with the female protagonist around this time in his previous life. However, in the original plot, both the original protagonist and Jiang Shangwen were dead at this time.

Therefore, Jiang Shangbin's path to power can proceed step by step.

In this life, she and Jiang Shangwen were both "living" well. She wanted to see how this man would start his own road to fame.

Besides, she still had a score to settle with him.

The main courtyard of the Jiang family.

Mr. Jiang and his wife sat upright in the main hall.

The male lead Jiang Shangbin was wearing a neat beige suit, a small western hat, and carrying a small brown leather suitcase, looking like a returned elite.

The heroine He Yajun wore a pink dress, with her hair curled and tied into a high ponytail, making her look lively and pretty.

Standing next to Jiang Shangbin, the two of them can be considered a perfect match.

When Mr. Jiang saw the two of them come in, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

The eldest lady had a gloomy face.

Although three years have passed, the eldest lady has not forgotten how unreliable the things her son did before he left were.

She thought she had done her best, teaching her youngest son for many years and even personally going to the Song family to ask for a virtuous wife for him. But on the wedding day, this wicked son abandoned his bride and walked away.

Now he is openly bringing his concubine into the house. Is this what a human being would do?

Yes.

Since ancient times, those who are engaged are wives, and those who elope are concubines.

No matter what the current relationship between He Yajun and her youngest son was, in her mind, He Yajun would always be a lowly, self-respecting concubine who should not have appeared in the Jiang family uninvited.

If Song Nianru and her eldest son were not living in love and harmony, she really didn't want to let this unfilial son set foot in the Jiang family again.

Jiang Shangbin took a step forward, knelt on the ground, and saluted respectfully:

"Father, mother, I'm back."

He Yajun also smiled sweetly and said crisply, "Uncle, aunt, hello."

Master Jiang nodded:

"You've had a hard time on the road. Go meet your mother!"

The eldest lady had a cold face and a cold tone:

"It's good to be back."

"I believe you've grown a lot during your time away from home. Think twice before you act in the future, and never do anything that brings shame to your family."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shangbin's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his submissive demeanor and lowered his head in response:

"Yes, mother. I know I was wrong. I will be careful with my words and actions in the future and will never bring shame to our family again."

As he spoke, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Song Nianru, who was standing behind the eldest lady. Song Nianru looked straight at him with her beautiful eyes, not flinching or avoiding, and even a provocative smile curled up at the corner of her lips.

Jiang Shangbin's heart skipped a beat.

I don't know why, but I subconsciously avoided her gaze. At this moment, a sweet voice suddenly came:

"Sister~"

The person who spoke was He Yajun, and everyone was stunned.

"elder sister,"

He Yajun called out again, looking at Song Nianru, with a bit of intimacy and coquettishness in her tone:

"I haven't seen you for many years. How are you? I heard that you and Brother Jiang are living a very happy marriage."

Ouch, this is the heroine provoking me.

Song Nianru smiled faintly. The original owner had died in her previous life, so naturally no one would condemn this mistress for taking over. But in this life, she was still alive and well.

"Miss, who are you?"

Song Nianru acted as if she didn't know He Yajun at all, and her tone was nonchalant with a sense of distance in her heart.

"you!"

He Yajun was stunned. After so many years as rivals in love, they had countless suspicions about each other. Who wouldn't know each other?

She had wanted to mock Song Nianru for pretending not to know her, but before she could say anything, she realized that all their previous exchanges had been conducted in secret. They had never actually clashed face to face.

I had to hold back my anger:

"I'm He Yajun, Shang Bin's girlfriend."

"Oh, it's Miss He," Song Nianru was surprised.

"I don't know why Miss He calls me sister? I don't remember ever recognizing you as my sister..."