After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

Zhuo Yuchen happened to overhear Zhang Xintong's words.

His heart tightened for no reason, and his breathing became unsteady for a moment, filled with trepidation.

Will she forgive herself?

Composing himself, Zhuo Yuchen looked inside.

Unfortunately, Yan Niannian was sitting in a chair with her back to the door, so he couldn't see the expression on her face.

"What's wrong? Niannian, why aren't you answering?" Zhang Xintong asked, puzzled. "Is this question too difficult to answer, and you haven't thought it through yet?"

"No." Yan Niannian shook her head.

She didn't answer because she had been lost in thought.

She hadn't considered whether she would forgive Zhuo Yuchen.

Because questions with already known answers are not worth her time and effort.

What she was reviewing was how she planned to lure Xu Fei into the game step by step on the day of the proposal banquet.

You will reap the consequences.

So that she can go on her way.

Seeing Yan Niannian's reaction, Zhang Xintong immediately understood.

Now she was relieved.

"Thank goodness, Niannian, you know how afraid I was that you wouldn't have enough self-control and would forget the hurt he caused you in the past if you were moved."

"how could be?"

Yan Niannian slowly turned around, a chill creeping into her clear, cold eyes.

"I'm not stupid. Late affection is worthless. A man who has changed his heart is like trash. You should avoid him like the plague. How could you possibly pick him up again?"

“That’s true!” Zhang Xintong nodded in agreement. “He should repay what he owes you.”

"Yes, it's time to pay it back."

Narrowing her eyes, Yan Niannian sighed softly.

The gentle voice was soft and sweet, very pleasant to hear, but devoid of any warmth.

Zhuo Yuchen, standing outside the door, felt as if the blood in his body had frozen.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

original……

The happiness you thought was within your grasp is actually... nothing more than a mirage.

It felt like a heavy stone was pressing on my chest.

Depressed, heavy.

Breathing became difficult.

With a wry smile, Zhuo Yuchen slowly turned around.

At this moment, he was extremely depressed. Step by step, like a pitiful person who had been abandoned, he slowly walked away, having lost the courage to go in.

"This……"

The assistant was dumbfounded.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

He never imagined that the truth would be like this.

Yan Niannian made this request simply to collect a debt and to avenge the humiliation she suffered and the coldness she was met with in the Zhuo family.

Hey!

How heartbroken Mr. Zhuo must have been, having his enthusiasm dampened by such a cold shower.

Thinking of this, the assistant chased after him with a worried expression.

Zhuo Yuchen remained silent, his aura somewhat eerie. He didn't drive, but just wandered aimlessly. His assistant wanted to persuade him, but dared not approach him.

He could only silently follow behind Zhuo Yuchen.

The fact that he was carrying two specially packaged, exquisitely prepared dishes seemed particularly ironic at that moment.

It satirizes President Zhuo's wishful thinking, and... his humble and lonely state.

Just as the assistant was wondering what to do with the two dishes, fearing it might upset Zhuo Yuchen, Zhuo Yuchen suddenly stopped in his tracks, not having any licenses or permits.

The assistant almost bumped into it.

"Mr. Zhuo... what's wrong?" the assistant asked nervously.

Zhuo Yuchen slowly turned around.

His deep gaze fell on the lunchbox in his hand. "Give me the food."

The assistant, unaware of what was going on, could only obediently hand over the lunchbox.

With his other hand, Zhuo Yuchen touched the outside of the lunchbox, sniffed, and murmured softly, "I was delayed for a while, so the food is a bit cold and doesn't taste as good. I don't know if Niannian will still like it."

As he spoke, Zhuo Yuchen lifted his leg and walked towards the orphanage.

The assistant was dumbfounded.

He stared in disbelief at Zhuo Yuchen's retreating figure.

What does President Zhuo mean by that?

Pretending to be deaf and dumb?

As if nothing ever happened?

He even allowed Yan Niannian to take revenge on him, and the marriage proposal banquet was held as scheduled.

The next moment, his doubts were answered.

Zhuo Yuchen paused slightly, turned his head and glanced at him, his low, husky voice brooking no refusal, "Keep a close eye on the Xinghui Hotel, there can't be any mistakes."

"Especially the Milky Way and the Starry Sea, the proposal banquet must be absolutely exquisite."

"And dresses and jewelry..."

"You prepare it yourself. Everything I give Niannian must be the best."

His eyes widened in disbelief. The assistant blurted out instinctively, "Mr. Zhuo, you already know Madam's thoughts, why...?"

"Why do you still..."

"Hmm?" This questioning made Zhuo Yuchen's face darken, and his voice was somewhat cold. "Just do your job and don't ask questions that are none of your business."

"All you need to know is..."

"If Niannian is unhappy, you can't afford the consequences."

The assistant couldn't help but shiver.

murderous look.

At this moment, he sensed killing intent emanating from Zhuo Yuchen.

crazy.

It's crazy.

Yan Niannian is like that, and so is Zhuo Yuchen.

"Yes, Mr. Zhuo, I understand," the assistant quickly assured him.

……

Zhuo Yuchen returned to the orphanage.

"Niannian, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I brought your favorite dishes." With his expression as deep and natural as ever, Zhuo Yuchen walked in with a smile on his lips.

Yan Niannian frowned almost imperceptibly.

She said to Zhang Xintong, "You haven't eaten either, have you? Stay and eat with us!"

"Hehe!" To everyone's surprise, Zhang Xintong stood up.

She glanced at Zhuo Yuchen with a smile, then walked out, saying, "Forget it! They came all this way to have dinner with you, I'm not going to be a third wheel."

"Niannian, I'm leaving now."

Zhuo Yuchen didn't even glance at her.

Because in his eyes and in his heart, there is only Yan Niannian.

"Niannian, try it and see how it tastes. These two dishes are your favorites."

Once inside, Zhuo Yuchen personally opened the lunchbox and placed it in front of Yan Niannian, then considerately handed her chopsticks.

Yan Niannian hesitated for a moment.

In the end, she reached out and took the chopsticks.

Yan Niannian lowered her head and ate slowly.

Zhuo Yuchen sat down opposite her and picked up his bowl and chopsticks.

No one spoke; the only sound in the silent air was the soft chewing. Different sounds intertwined, but Zhuo Yuchen found it delightful.

I wish things could always stay this way.

Three meals a day, two people, four seasons.

Tranquil and beautiful.

He was willing to give everything.

"By the way, how's the setup at the Star Glory Hotel going?" Yan Niannian suddenly broke the silence, narrowing her eyes.

Zhuo Yuchen hurriedly replied, "The arrangements are almost complete. The ten thousand roses will be manually coated with phosphorus powder and delivered to the hotel early the day after tomorrow."

"In this way, each flower will remain in its freshest state."

"The gilded invitations have been printed and will be delivered to the major families and clans tomorrow."

"Niannian, the proposal banquet will be the grandest ever. All the important people will be there. Niannian, everything you want will come true."

The ending sound was slightly soft, yet it carried a hint of certainty.