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

Jiang Yu kept an eye on what was happening in the kitchen.

She was afraid they would fight.

Although she didn't know why she had this worry.

The house was small, and the distance between the kitchen and the living room was not far. She could even hear the conversation between the two men in the kitchen.

Shen Chengyan seemed to have something wrong with himself, chatting with people while picking vegetables.

"How old is Mr. Wei this year?"

"How come you have gray hair? You don't look sixty or seventy at all."

"Is it a kidney problem?"

"What kind of business does your family run? How much wealth do you have?"

"Why are you cooking at someone else's wife's house? Don't you have a wife yourself?"

"Don't blame me for talking too much, I'm just not good with words, sometimes I don't know how to express myself."

Wei Zongming, who had been ignoring him, finally responded.

He turned his head to look at Shen Chengyan and said calmly, "My wife is gone. She has passed away."

Shen Chengyan: "..."

Even from this distance, Jiang Yu could almost see the awkward expression on his face.

She rolled her eyes wildly in the living room.

Serves you right, you won't be able to sleep tonight.

Not wanting to see him make a fool of himself here, Jiang Yu pulled him out of the kitchen: "Didn't you come to deliver the food? The food's here, let's go."

Shen Chengyan slowly straightened his shirt, which she had wrinkled: "It's already noon, aren't you going to invite me to have lunch?"

"Don't stay, don't stay, you'd better leave now."

Shen Chengyan glanced at her, walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Jiang Yu gritted her teeth: "Do you believe I'll call the property security guards over?"

Shen Chengyan sneered: "You kicked me out so you could have some alone time?"

Just as Jiang Yu was about to lash out, Wei Zongming came out of the kitchen.

He brought out a bowl of hot soup, placed it on the table, and said, "Mr. Shen, please stay and have some."

Shen Chengyan stared at him for a moment, then said, "Okay."

And so the three of them ended up sitting at a dining table in this strange way.

Jiang Yu and Wei Zongming sat in a row.

Shen Chengyan sat opposite them.

He looked like an outsider who was being ostracized.

Wei Zongming broke the silence first, "How did Mr. Shen injure his arm?"

"I fell while running."

Shen Chengyan injured his right hand, but he held chopsticks in his left hand without picking up any food. He glanced at Jiang Yu and said, "One twisted his ankle, and the other broke his arm. You never know how two different kinds of people can't sleep in the same bed. Wife, aren't we very destined for each other?"

"..."

Damn it.

Jiang Yu couldn't be bothered with him.

Wei Zongming suggested, "If it's inconvenient with your left hand, shall I get Mr. Shen a fork or a spoon?"

Shen Chengyan: "Who said I'm not available?"

He picked up his chopsticks, and surprisingly, his left hand could skillfully pick up food and eat, just like his right.

Jiang Yu was a little surprised and asked curiously, "Are you left-handed? How come you've never told me?"

Shen Chengyan scoffed: "You never told me you had a good neighbor."

That was a sarcastic and sarcastic remark; it was really annoying.

Jiang Yu said irritably, "If you're not going to eat, then leave."

Shen Chengyan raised an eyebrow: "Isn't I the one who should leave?"

Jiang Yu: "..."

Wei Zongming smiled nonchalantly and asked abruptly, "I heard from Miss Jiang that you two are going through divorce proceedings?"

"Where did you hear this rumor?" Shen Chengyan said slowly, "It's not very true."

"Really?" Wei Zongming suddenly turned to look at Jiang Yu. "Last time you asked me if I would be willing to find a stepmother for Qianqian, my answer was yes, if that person were you."

"Cough." Jiang Yu choked.

Shen Chengyan's brows furrowed instantly.

Jiang Yu waved her hands repeatedly: "I was drunk that day, I was just joking."

Shen Chengyan's face darkened abruptly. "You're drunk, so you can make jokes like this? Have you lost your mind?"

Jiang Yu roared, "Then your brain must be full of shit!"

Wei Zongming, seemingly oblivious to the fact that the two had already started arguing, continued, "I'm not joking, I'm serious. Qianqian likes you a lot, and don't you like him a lot too?"

Jiang Yu yelled at him, "Don't get involved!"

"Mr. Wei, you don't have a wife, so you're eyeing someone else's wife?" Shen Chengyan threw down his chopsticks, his expression turning completely cold. "She has a son and a husband; she doesn't need to be someone else's stepmother."

Jiang Yu really couldn't stand his attitude. What right did he have to interfere in her life now?

"Why can't I be someone's stepmother!" Jiang Yu was furious. She grabbed Wei Zongming's arm and looked at him defiantly. "I love being his son's stepmother. I'll divorce you and marry him, and give him two big, healthy sons!"

Shen Chengyan's face was extremely ugly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed uncontrollably. His expression, which was neither angry nor smiling, actually revealed a sinister and eerie quality.

Jiang Yu only remembered that one time when it was raining heavily and she was being verbally abused by the driver. When Shen Chengyan, who had disappeared for nearly two months, suddenly appeared, dragged the driver out of the car, and beat him up, his face showed that almost out-of-control, crazed expression.

She was a little afraid he would flip the table and beat her up, but he didn't say a word, got up and left.

Jiang Yu: "..."

scared her to death.

Wei Zongming seemed to know what she was thinking and said, "He won't do anything, don't worry."

Jiang Yu shook her head: "He can be quite crazy sometimes, you were just lucky."

Wei Zongming laughed: "With you here, I'm not worried about him going crazy."

Jiang Yu was taken aback: "What does this have to do with me?"

Wei Zongming picked up his bowl, took a small sip of soup, and said, "If he were to fight me, he would be a coward, because he would be doing it to protect his face and dignity. But he didn't do that. I can only guess that he was afraid of scaring you or putting you in a difficult position. Either way, his starting point was putting you first. That's pretty manly."

Jiang Yu remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, she glanced at him and said, "You said you wanted me to be Qianqian's stepmother..."

"Cough." Wei Zongming choked, put down his bowl, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, "I love Qianqian's mother very much, and I have never thought about finding a stepmother for Qianqian."

Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Zongming suddenly opened his shirt collar and pulled it down a bit.

Jiang Yu noticed a tattoo on his chest.

She looked like a young woman.

"Qianqian's mother passed away not long after he was born." Wei Zongming straightened his clothes. "Your face shape is a bit like my wife's, and I think that's why Qianqian likes you so much."

Jiang Yu was at a loss for words.

"I've thought countless nights that as long as Qianqian's mother is still alive, no matter what she does, I can tolerate her and forgive her. Even if she has another family outside, I don't think I would mind."

Wei Zongming looked at Jiang Yu with his deep gaze, "No matter what you resent or hate, as long as you still love the other person, don't give up on him easily."

"Because nothing in this world is greater than the separation of life and death, the separation of the living and the dead."

Jiang Yu was stunned and speechless.

Wei Zongming got up to leave, but as he reached the door, he seemed to remember something and turned back to her, saying, "Your husband didn't hurt his hand; he lied."