Mr. Shen, your love-struck wife doesn't want you anymore!

Jiang Yu had no choice but to go into the elevator with them.

The man was quite a gentleman; he blocked the elevator door so that she and the child could go in first, and then he came in and pressed the floor button.

After the elevator doors closed, Wei Ziqian quietly kicked his father, but the man didn't react, staring intently at the rapidly changing numbers.

Wei Ziqian had no choice but to say loudly, "Dad, why don't you introduce yourself to the auntie? Don't be a rude adult."

Jiang Yu turned her head to look over.

The man paused for a moment and then said, "My name is Wei Zongming, Zong as in clan, and Ming as in tomorrow."

Jiang Yu exchanged names with the other person, and the elevator arrived at her floor.

After saying goodbye to the children, she went outside.

Before leaving, Jiang Yu still added, "Mr. Wei, please don't hit or scold the child. You can talk things out. Your son is very well-behaved; don't let him be afraid of you."

Wei Zongming was stunned.

After the elevator doors closed, the man looked at his son and asked, "Did I hit you? Did I yell at you?"

Wei Ziqian loudly defended himself: "If I don't say that, how will Mom sympathize with me?"

Wei Zongming: "..."

Jiang Yu took a shower after getting home, and the next day, on a whim, she went out to buy food and cooked for herself.

Since moving here, she has been eating takeout almost every day, with meals high in oil and salt. Today she wants something light.

The doorbell rang before the food was ready.

Jiang Yu, wearing an apron, went to open the door with a puzzled look in her eyes.

Outside the door, Wei Ziqian held a bouquet of flowers, smiling like a little sun: "Auntie, Dad said you can't visit empty-handed, this is a gift I brought for you."

"Thank you, the flowers are beautiful." Jiang Yu quickly invited him into the house.

The child doesn't need to be told; he has to take off his shoes as soon as he enters the house. There are no slippers for children at home, and Jiang Yu is worried that he will catch a cold barefoot, so she says he doesn't need to change his shoes.

The child asked Jiang Yu for a few tissues and wiped the soles of his shoes clean before he was willing to come in.

My goodness! Compared to my own Demon Orb, this is practically a Spirit Orb!

Jiang Yu put the flowers in the vase and asked him, "Where's your father?"

"Auntie, do you want to play with my dad too? I'll call him and ask him to come over."

"..." Jiang Yu said, both amused and exasperated, "What I mean is, does your dad know you came to my house?"

"I know, I know, he told me not to be naughty." Wei Ziqian was eager to try. "Auntie, are you cooking? I can help you."

Jiang Yu gave him a clove of garlic and told him to go peel it in the living room, saying, "The kitchen is smoky, kids shouldn't go in."

When she came out after making the delicious food, the little guy was peeling garlic very carefully.

They're both kids, so why are some so well-behaved while others can destroy the house?

Jiang Yu exclaimed, "Your father must be very happy."

Wei Ziqian helped take the vegetables: "Auntie, aren't you happy?"

"My aunt has a little devil at home. He's mischievous, destructive, and has a huge appetite. He's completely different from you."

"Does that auntie like him or me?"

I like you.

Wei Ziqian smiled so hard his eyes almost disappeared: "I like Auntie too."

Jiang Yu patted his head: "Eat quickly."

For the next few days, the child would come over for meals, always alone, with a gift in hand, and would eagerly help her with chores.

The two gradually became familiar with each other.

The little guy suggested paying for the meal, but Jiang Yu immediately rejected the idea: "How much did you eat? It's less than a bowl for my son."

"He eats so much, wouldn't it be very expensive to raise him?"

"It will definitely cost more money than you."

"It's more cost-effective for you to raise me."

Jiang Yu touched his soft little face: "You've come here to repay a debt of gratitude."

"I will repay you in the future, and take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die."

Jiang Yu: "???"

"Auntie, do you have a husband?"

"They're getting a divorce soon."

"If you get divorced, I'll introduce you to a husband."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Wei Ziqian said very seriously: "Out with the old, in with the new."

Jiang Yu was both amused and exasperated. While working on her interview materials on her laptop, she said, "Shouldn't you be heading back? It's getting late. Don't worry your dad."

Wei Ziqian said reluctantly, "See you tomorrow, Auntie."

"I can't see you tomorrow, Auntie has a job interview. You'll have to take care of your own lunch."

"Okay, Auntie."

Jiang Yu studied hotel management in college, but she didn't like the major. The reason she chose it was to stay away from Jiang Guodong.

When she first graduated, she interned at a hotel for a period of time and gained some understanding of the basic work of a hotel. This time, she interviewed at a hotel.

The interview went smoothly. She was outstanding in appearance and had a relevant major, so she was hired on the same day.

Jiang Yu was quite excited to go back to work after five years.

When she first started working, her team leader took good care of her.

Jiang Yu thought she was lucky, but she gradually realized that there was a price to pay for taking care of someone.

For example, subtle or imperceptible contact through language and physical touch.

Jiang Yu would always cleverly avoid the conversation, but the other party would always find an opportunity to communicate.

During a lunch break, her supervisor personally brought her fruit, praised her for her conscientious and responsible work, and encouraged her to keep up the good work. Before leaving, he patted her on the shoulder with a light touch, but his fingers twitched slightly.

If you're a little slow to notice, you might not even sense this subtlety.

But Jiang Yu had experienced the ill intentions of this kind of old man since she was a child.

Especially after she entered high school and began to develop, the way her friends who hung out with Jiang Guodong looked at her always disgusted her.

Jiang Guodong and her mother are both people with outstanding appearances.

Jiang Yu inherited all their good qualities: fair skin, oval face, large almond eyes, thick and long eyelashes, and very thick hair.

She has two shallow dimples when she smiles.

By the time she entered junior high school, she had blossomed into a graceful young woman. She was tall with long legs and a beautiful neckline, the kind of girl who would stand out in a crowd.

When not speaking, he sits there quietly, his slender figure and harmless face making him look easy to bully.

Only those who know her well know how fierce this girl can be when she gets angry.

Jiang Yu had beaten up a lecherous old man who made jokes about her when she was in high school.

That was one of Jiang Guodong's dog-loving friends. He met her on her way home from school and offered to take her home.

Even after being rejected, he refused to leave and followed her, talking about random things.

He praised her for being beautiful and having fair skin, saying she would definitely marry a rich man in the future.

Seeing that Jiang Yu ignored him and just kept walking forward with her head down, he assumed that the little girl was too timid to speak up, so he began to escalate his verbal harassment.

"Are you dating anyone? Do you have a boyfriend? You have such a slim waist, such long legs, and you're so well-developed. Your future boyfriend is so lucky."

His lewd and obscene gaze swept over Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu, who was walking forward, suddenly stopped and began to look around, as if looking for something.

The old rogue laughed and asked her what she was looking for.

Jiang Yu ignored him and picked up a brick from under a tree by the roadside.

She threw her schoolbag on the ground, picked up a brick, and started chasing after people to hit them.