When Song Fengwan arrived at the Jing residence, Fu Chen was slightly surprised. "I thought you weren't coming?"
"It's baffling!" Song Fengwan shrugged. "She was in a hurry to get me to go, and it seemed like the sky had collapsed. Later, she said that it was fine and told me not to go.
"I was almost at the hotel. I wanted to take a look at her before leaving, but she refused to let me go.
"It seems like there's something I can't see. I could only come here."
At this moment, Song Fengwan still felt confused and didn't know what Tang Jingci was doing.
"You're just in time for dinner." Fu Chen pulled her inside.
Yu Manxi was the one cooking at the Jing residence today. Jing Hanchuan was watching from the kitchen door with his arms crossed. They're both daughters-in-law of the Fu family, but the difference between them is enormous.
Some people were born with clumsy hands. There was really no way to treat this thing.
