Cai Shufang stood quietly by, unfazed, and continued to speak about Yu Anwan, sometimes with a word or two.
Wen Jin occasionally responded, and the atmosphere between the old and the young was quite pleasant.
It wasn't until Wen Jin finished cooking the porridge and kept it warm in the clay pot that Cai Shufang looked at him and said, "Wen Jin, I know you already have a fiancee. Since you're engaged, why do you need to be entangled with Anwan?"
These words momentarily silenced Wen Jin, but he didn't avoid Cai Shufang's gaze.
The kind old man suddenly turned serious. "I know about your relationship with Anwan as well. Back then, you both had such an unpleasant breakup and in the end, you went your separate ways. Anwan even faked her death and cut off contact, even with an old lady like me. I understand Anwan's temperament very well."
Hearing this, Wen Jin chuckled self-deprecatingly in his heart.
