Chen Tianming: Are you sure?
"Mm, I'm sure. Director, don't worry. You don't need to handle anything with Wen Wenlan. Let them cause trouble, Wen Wenlan will be handed over to me."
If I don't have some fun with him, how can I live up to my title of aunt?
Chen Tianming frowned. For some reason, Fang Miaomiao had a kind of persuasive ability that made people trust her involuntarily. Compared to the Fang Miaomiao of the past, she was like a completely new person.
Could it be that she had undergone some kind of miracle surgery?
Thinking of this, Chen Tianming, half-believing, typed out a few words.
Fang Miaomiao, who was drinking water, sprayed the water in her mouth when she saw the message.
What on earth was this? Did such magical surgery exist in this world?
"Miaomiao?"
"I'm fine," Fang Miaomiao waved at Wen Zhiyan. "I just saw a joke and found it amusing."
With that, Fang Miaomiao typed to Chen Tianming.
The two chatted for a while longer before ending their conversation as Chen Tianming had to attend to his own matters.
Fang Miaomiao rolled over on the sofa and opened Weibo.
Good heavens, as soon as she logged in, she found that her direct messages were 9999+.
So powerful?
Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow slightly, not clicking on her direct messages, but instead navigating to the trending searches.
In the entertainment section, the top four trending topics were all related to her, Fang Miaomiao.
#Fang Miaomiao Challenges Herself to Play a Major Villain for the First Time#
#Fei Qingqing Deletes Weibo#
#Fang Miaomiao Dares to Act Opposite a Film Emperor#
In comparison, the topic #Fang Miaomiao Peacefully Terminates Contract with Former Company# seemed a bit out of place.
"Miaomiao."
"What is it?"
"Stop looking at your phone," Wen Zhiyan said. "Let's go home and watch a movie."
"Huh? Why are you thinking of watching a movie at home?" Fang Miaomiao looked at Wen Zhiyan in confusion.
"I've pretty much finished all my work for today."
"Pretty much?"
She remembered that in the book, Wen Zhiyan was quite busy, with endless files to read and meetings to attend, and he was always flying around. When reading the novel, she even felt that the Wen Corporation's success was largely due to Wen Zhiyan.
Even on the first day she transmigrated, Wen Zhiyan told her to take good care of Wen Yan'an because he had to go on a business trip for a week.
Now, she hadn't seen Wen Zhiyan go on many business trips, and he wasn't even going to work anymore, all just to go home and watch a movie with her?
Wen Zhiyan saw the stunned look in Fang Miaomiao's eyes and said gently, "Miaomiao, don't worry, I can still support you even if I don't work today."
"What about not working for a month?" Fang Miaomiao asked subconsciously.
Wen Zhiyan frowned and thought for a moment. "It would be a bit difficult, but I can coordinate things later and have Xin Xuan help me manage. I can handle important matters when I have time. It should be possible."
"Is Miaomiao planning to go out and have fun with me? Domestic or international? Or perhaps, is there any place Miaomiao particularly wants to go? We can go together."
Seeing him becoming more serious, Fang Miaomiao got scared and quickly said, "Just kidding, just kidding. As adults, how can we neglect our duties? How can we set a good example for An'an in his studies then, right?"
"Miaomiao."
"Let's watch a movie. We'll go back and watch a movie now," Fang Miaomiao said decisively.
It was almost five o'clock anyway, so leaving an hour early shouldn't be a problem.
"Right."
Fang Miaomiao, who acted on impulse, quickly got up from the sofa. "Let's go pick up An'an, then go home and cook. How about we watch a movie after eating?"
"Okay," a smile flashed in Wen Zhiyan's eyes.
They got into the car.
Da Chen was driving.
On the way,
"Where is An'an learning to play the erhu?"
She hadn't seen him all day, and honestly, she missed her little darling, An'an.
"At Yu Yuan Number Two."
"Yu Yuan?"
"Yes, Uncle Fang is a good friend of my father's and lives at Yu Yuan Number Two."
Fang Miaomiao hesitated. It wasn't that she didn't want to pick up An'an, but she was afraid of running into Madam Ran. She really couldn't handle Madam Ran, who was a living embodiment of a wicked mother-in-law.
"Miaomiao?"
"Ah?" Fang Miaomiao snapped back to attention, a hint of appeasement appearing on her face. "Why don't you guys go pick up An'an, and drop me off at an intersection? I'll take a taxi back myself?"
"An'an isn't coming back today."
"Not coming back?" Fang Miaomiao then noticed that at an intersection, Da Chen had directly driven the car towards Ming Shan Apartment. "Why?"
"It's a tradition. An'an is studying under Uncle Fang, and he stays overnight at Uncle Fang's house after practicing the erhu."
"Uncle Fang, will his family agree?"
"Uncle Fang lives alone with his housekeeper. His eldest son is abroad and rarely comes home. His second son was sacrificed on duty."
"This..."
After hearing this, Fang Miaomiao's expression became complicated. "It's good for An'an to stay with Uncle Fang for the night. How about we find some time to visit them?"
"Uncle Fang will be very happy when he knows."
Back at the apartment.
Lin Ma was not at home.
"I texted Lin Ma to let her know she doesn't need to come tonight."
Fang Miaomiao nodded. "Okay. Then you rest for a bit, and I'll see what I can make in the kitchen."
"There's no need to trouble yourself. Besides, you're not hungry yet, are you?"
"I'm okay. How about you?"
"I'm not hungry either," Wen Zhiyan shook his head. "We can just make something simple later."
"Alright."
As soon as the words fell, their eyes met, and they were somewhat speechless.
"Miaomiao, come here."
Fang Miaomiao walked over.
They sat on the sofa.
"When is the last episode of your and An'an's program?" Wen Zhiyan rested one hand on the sofa behind Fang Miaomiao.
If anyone were present, they would surely think that Wen Zhiyan was holding his beloved wife tightly in his arms.
"I'm not sure. Chen Tianming didn't say."
"When is the new drama starting?"
Fang Miaomiao still shook her head. "He didn't say."
"Chen Tianming," Wen Zhiyan frowned. "His efficiency is too slow."
If this were an employee at their company, they would probably have been reprimanded many times.
Fang Miaomiao burst out laughing. Just as she was about to explain on behalf of Chen Tianming, she heard her phone vibrate.
It was a video call from An'an.
She answered.
Seeing the person on the other end, Wen Yan'an's smile instantly drooped.
"Wen Yan'an, what's with that expression?"
"Dad, shouldn't you be at work right now?"
He had finally managed to coax Grandpa Fang to sleep, and he wanted to call and chat with his mom. Why did he have to see his dad? And why was his dad holding his mom!
Wen Zhiyan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Do I need to report to you when I'm with my wife?"
"Mom," Wen Yan'an looked at Fang Miaomiao, who was smiling without speaking, with a wronged expression. "Dad is bullying me."
"An'an, be good. How was your day today? Were you happy?"
"Happy," Wen Yan'an looked into Fang Miaomiao's eyes and nodded vigorously. "I practiced the erhu with Grandpa Fang today, and I also fed the koi fish in the pond with Grandpa Fang. The koi fish in Grandpa Fang's pond are so big!"
"Wow, An'an, you're amazing! You can feed fish now," Fang Miaomiao clapped her hands and praised him.
Wen Zhiyan: "..."
He can also feed fish, why isn't he praised?