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Rui Bao looked curious and asked Zhou Yun beside him.

"Auntie, is my mom cooking for me today? Is there some important guest coming over?"

Zhou Yun shook her head: "I don't know either..."

"Could it be that my father, Cheng, is coming?" Rui Bao immediately thought of Cheng Yan.

Ever since he started calling Cheng Yan "Dad," he felt that his relationship with Cheng Yan had become much closer.

Faced with Rui Bao's question, Zhou Yun thought for a moment and said, "That's possible. Why don't you send a message to your father, Cheng?"

After listening to Zhou Yun's suggestion, Rui Bao thought about it for a while, nodded, and hurriedly took out his smartwatch and started taking pictures in the direction where Jian He was busy.

He took a picture of Jian He cooking and sent it to Cheng Yan's WeChat.

"Dad Cheng, are you coming to my house for dinner tonight? Look, my mom is cooking..."

Cheng Yan, who had just finished a business meeting, took his phone from Gao Xiang's hand. He opened the phone and received a WeChat message from Rui Bao.

When his eyes fell on Jian He's busy figure, the strong smell of cooking brought a touch of peace to his expression.

He typed a reply to Ruibao: "Ruibao, be good, Daddy will come play with you in a little while."

After sending the message to Ruibao, he closed his phone, and Gao Xiang drove over to pick him up.

After he got into the car, Gao Xiang reported to him again: "Young Master Cheng, the people from Beijing have arrived. Why don't you take a few minutes to go and meet them?"

Cheng Yan's face turned cold, and he refused, saying, "I'm not going."

"Young Master Cheng..."

Gao Xiang's repeated reminders had already made Cheng Yan very unhappy.

His face hardened, and he said to Gao Xiang, "Gao Xiang, I've noticed that your assistant is becoming increasingly presumptuous. Is it up to you whether I get to see someone?"

Upon hearing Cheng Yan's words, Gao Xiang immediately shut up. He didn't say anything more and drove Cheng Yan to the Jian family's villa.

Meanwhile, Luo Ye, who was in Yangcheng, also received news from the capital.

Luo Ye stayed in her restaurant, angrily talking to her best friend Ding Wenzhu.

"Wenzhu, Ayan is going too far. He won't even see the people sent from the capital."

“That’s someone his father sent. By doing this, he’s undoubtedly humiliating his father.”

"If he continues like this, I estimate that things in the capital will have nothing to do with him."

Luo Ye was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

As Cheng Yan's aunt, she really couldn't understand why Cheng Yan would disrespect his father like that.

His father had an extremely volatile temper, and the fact that he personally sent someone to contact Cheng Yan was already the biggest concession he could make.

Seeing that Luo Ye was angry, Ding Wenzhu, who was good at reading people's expressions, tried to persuade her.

"Luo Ye, don't be angry. You need to find out why A Yan isn't seeing the people his father sent."

Luo Ye, speaking without thinking, said directly, "Isn't it all because of that Jian He? I heard a phone call from someone in Beijing saying that he's going to Jian He's house for dinner."

When Jian He was mentioned, Ding Wenzhu's expression darkened slightly, and a sinister aura permeated her carefully maintained face.

If she remembered correctly, the blind date she had painstakingly arranged for her daughter Ding Qing to meet Cheng Yan was ruined by that seemingly harmless Jian He.

"Wenzhu, tell me, what kind of situation is this? Jianhe is a divorced woman with a child. She's not good enough for our Ayan."

"I thought that after the last reprimand, she would have some self-awareness. I never expected that she would actually invite our Ayan to her house for dinner?"

"Isn't this going against the heavens?"

Luo Ye was very unhappy about Jian He and Cheng Yan getting close. In her opinion, Jian He, a divorced woman, was not good enough for her noble nephew.

It must have been Jian He who intentionally seduced Cheng Yan.

Seeing that Luo Ye was angry, Ding Wenzhu continued to persuade her.

"Luo Ye, don't be angry. Maybe A Yan is just playing around with her... After all, with A Yan's status, any woman would want to throw herself at him."

"The Jian family's business has encountered some tricky issues, so it's quite normal for Jian He to develop feelings for Ayan that she shouldn't have."

"Young people are prone to changing their minds, it's normal."

Ding Wenzhu's words of comfort improved Luo Ye's mood somewhat.

As Cheng Yan's aunt, she began to pour out her grievances to Ding Wenzhu.

“Wenzhu, I don’t want to get involved in Ayan’s affairs, but Ayan’s mother is my own sister. My sister has passed away, and as her aunt, I always want Ayan to have a better life.”

"I just want him to marry a girl from a similar social class. Is that wrong?"

"He's constantly entangled with that divorced girl from the Jian family. Whose face is he embarrassing? What do you think we should do about this?"

Ding Wenzhu listened quietly to Luo Ye's words, and after a while, she gave Luo Ye an idea.

"You, as his aunt, are really worried sick about Ayan. Luo Ye and Jian He are really not good enough for Ayan. If you ask me, our Ding Qing is excellent in every way, and she's a recent college graduate. Being with Ayan is much better than being with Jian He, isn't it?"

Ding Wenzhu then introduced her daughter, Ding Qing.

She was right about one thing: there are no shortage of women who would want to throw themselves at a young man like Cheng Yan, who comes from a prestigious family.

"I would like Qingqing and Ayan to get together, but our last meeting ended badly..."

"Besides, Qingqing is in Yangcheng and Ayan is in Nanluo City. They're so far apart, what can we do?"

Luo Ye presented the problem at hand.

Ding Wenzhu smiled slightly and immediately came up with an idea.

She brought her mouth close to Luo Ye's ear and whispered something.

Before long, a smug smile appeared on Luo Ye's face.

She gave Ding Wenzhu a thumbs up: "Wenzhu, that's a great idea. Tomorrow, I'll go to Nanluo City and get this all arranged..."

At the same time, Cheng Yan, who had just arrived at Jian He's house, was completely unaware that his aunt was weaving a large web of marriage for him, preparing to tightly ensnare him.

Jian He served Cheng Yan a bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork that she had been cooking for nearly two hours.

She stood cautiously beside Cheng Yan and asked, "I just made this, I don't know if it will suit your taste. Try it first, and if it doesn't taste right, I'll make more..."

Seeing her nervous expression, Cheng Yan felt a pang of heartache.