The meal concluded in a heavy atmosphere.
Afterward, Old Master Wen summoned Wen Zhiyan to his study.
"Father."
Old Master Wen sat in his chair, silent for a moment. "You still know I'm your father."
Wen Zhiyan lowered his gaze, remaining silent.
After a long pause, Old Master Wen sighed, speaking with helplessness, "You are so foolish."
"Regarding the matters in Haicheng, Father, please do not interfere for now. I will give you an explanation in three days."
Old Master Wen glared in anger. How could he not interfere? Those people had already come to him.
"Father, you should know that the hotels in Haicheng are detrimental to the Wen Corporation."
The Wen Corporation was built by Old Master Wen himself, and their hotels spanned the entire country.
After Old Master Wen retired, Wen Zhiyan took over. He integrated modern development and made sweeping reforms to the company's hotels, propelling the Wen Corporation to new heights.
However, there were those who not only refused to listen to his directives for hotel reforms but also colluded with some old-fashioned individuals to oust him.
"These people, they are your mother's relatives, after all," Old Master Wen said, his head aching terribly. He had already retired, yet those individuals constantly tried to control him, thinking to use him to put Zhiyan in his place.
But what could he do? In his youth, he was poor and had nothing. Yet the Ran family married Ran Lian to him and provided considerable assistance.
Therefore, after achieving success, he had also intended to repay the Ran family's relatives. Sometimes he knew those people were two-faced, but thinking of Ran Lian and past favors, he turned a blind eye.
"But, Father, the hotels in Haishi almost led to a death," Wen Zhiyan stated, disagreeing. "If these people are not expelled from the Wen Corporation, the reputation of Wen Corporation hotels will be ruined one day."
Hearing this, Old Master Wen looked weary.
"I will handle this matter."
"Ah, I am old. You do as you see fit."
If it were other matters, he could have turned a blind eye and found some excuse. But when it came to quality and customer-related issues, he was unwilling to compromise with those people.
"Yes."
"Also, what about Miaomiao's matter?"
Wen Zhiyan frowned. "I haven't asked her yet."
In his view, this matter was closely related to Fang Miaomiao, and he could not make a decision for her. He had already obtained the evidence, and he would ask for her intentions before dealing with that Wang Qing.
What was even more interesting was that while investigating Wang Qing, they uncovered some other matters.
"You, how can you not understand a girl's heart at all?" Old Master Wen felt that if he continued to talk to Wen Zhiyan, he would eventually be angered to death.
He didn't even know how to pursue a girl. He was his son, yet he hadn't inherited his father's talent for wooing women at all. He didn't know who he took after.
"Don't husbands and wives need to respect each other?" Wen Zhiyan asked as if facing a great challenge.
Precisely because he and Fang Miaomiao were husband and wife, they needed to respect each other. He wanted to see Fang Miaomiao's wishes. If he made a forceful decision, what difference would it make from a one-man show?
Of course, not dealing with Wang Qing did not mean he couldn't deal with others.
"You're determined to anger me to death," Old Master Wen waved his hand impatiently, looking Wen Zhiyan up and down with evident disdain. "Alright, go, go, go. Seeing you annoys me."
He was a chairman, yet he had no domineering CEO aura, spoke little, and was infuriating. At this rate, when would he be able to hold his grandson again? Ah, no, a granddaughter. A cute little one, he could show her off all day.
Wen Zhiyan left the study, confused.
Hadn't they been talking well at the beginning? Why was he suddenly kicked out?
Pushing his wheelchair, he took the elevator to the third floor.
He looked at the bedroom door, which was now within reach.
He became even more conflicted. Letting Fang Miaomiao return to Yu Garden to recuperate meant they would have to share a room at night.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhiyan's cheeks actually felt a little hot.
But, he quickly regained his composure.
Beep!
With a sound, the bedroom door opened.
The wheelchair smoothly rolled inside.
In the small living room, Fang Miaomiao lay lounging on the sofa, scrolling through her phone with one hand, and occasionally picking up a grape from the coffee table to feed herself with the other.
On the single sofa, An An was still diligently playing with a complex Rubik's Cube.
Neither of them disturbed the other, but the atmosphere around them was very relaxed, making Wen Zhiyan feel at peace.
"Ahem."
Wen Zhiyan coughed lightly.
Good, no one was paying attention to him.
Wen Zhiyan entered the small living room without awkwardness.
"Daddy."
"Ah!" Fang Miaomiao also noticed him and quickly changed her posture, gesturing at the sofa and explaining sheepishly, "This sofa is too comfortable. I just couldn't help but lie down while sitting."
"Pfft..."
Fang Miaomiao blushed, pretending to be fierce as she looked at the instigator.
Wen Yanan guiltily and awkwardly averted his gaze, then looked at Wen Zhiyan with a serious expression. "Daddy, it's getting late. An An needs to go back to his room to sleep."
"Do you need help?"
"Thank you, Daddy. I can do it myself."
Wen Yanan shrunken from the sofa to the floor, then with a swing of his legs, he ran out without looking back.
"An An is a bit mischievous."
"He's alright, I quite like him."
Of course, this was limited to Wen Yanan being obedient, not making trouble, and being easy to raise. Otherwise, hehe.
"Shall we talk?"
"Sure, what do you want to talk about?" Fang Miaomiao sat back down on the sofa. She had taken a nap in the afternoon, so she wasn't sleepy now.
"The Wang Qing incident, what are your plans?"
Fang Miaomiao blinked, instinctively asking, "You found the evidence?"
She had been thinking of asking the director if she could get the video through official channels once her hand healed.
"I got it. So I wanted to ask you, how do you plan to resolve this matter?"
"Call the police."
For something like this, what else could be done but call the police? It was a joke. She was a good citizen and never did anything illegal. Wang Qing had made a mistake, and naturally, the appropriate punishment awaited her.
"Just like that?" Wen Zhiyan's gaze was fixed on Fang Miaomiao, trying to see any trace of lying on her face.
But there was none. Her clear eyes were so pure, so pure that one couldn't doubt her.
Therefore, the suspicion he had previously held was confirmed at this moment.
This Fang Miaomiao was not the Fang Miaomiao of the past.
The Fang Miaomiao of the past was the type who, if wronged, would retaliate tenfold or a hundredfold. This was also why that Fang Miaomiao was unpopular in the entertainment industry.
And this current Fang Miaomiao, one could say, had a simple-minded foolishness in her eyes, but it was this Fang Miaomiao that made him look upon her with a little more respect.
"Just like that," Fang Miaomiao felt inexplicable. "I was even thinking of finding the evidence myself."
"Aren't you afraid Chen Tianming won't give it to you because of Wang Qing?"
Fang Miaomiao moved her neck, looking at Wen Zhiyan as if he were an idiot. "If he doesn't give it, I'll call the police."
Anyway, whether she obtained the evidence or not, she was going to call the police.