"You are..."
As Hu Shuwei sized up Wen Yun, Wen Yun was also sizing up Hu Shuwei. During her school days, she didn’t have a strong impression of many people.
"I’m Hu Lijuan’s brother, Hu Shuwei. I’m a year ahead of you." Hu Shuwei introduced himself nonchalantly, "We’ve met several times before. I studied economics and now work at an investment company, earning US$ 3000 a month."
When Hu Shuwei mentioned his salary, he had an expression of pride on his face.
It was only the year 2000, and people earning two to three hundred dollars a month were as common as dirt. To earn US$ 3000 a month like he did was truly exceptional.
There were many who wanted to introduce him to potential brides, but none satisfied Hu Shuwei. Yet recently, when he heard Hu Lijuan mention Wen Yun, he felt that he had finally found the right person after waiting for so long.
Hu Lijuan’s brother.
Wen Yun remembered, but her impression was too vague, completely unable to match the person in front of her. But upon hearing Hu Shuwei’s words, even if she were slow, she realized something was off.
Who, upon first meeting, would immediately disclose his salary?
"Hello." Wen Yun looked at Hu Shuwei awkwardly and distantly.
"It’s rare to run into each other; how about dinner together tonight?" Hu Shuwei enthusiastically invited.
Wen Yun quickly declined, "No need, I need to go home. My husband is waiting for me to cook dinner at home. Um, I’ll be going now."
It was as if there was a tiger chasing behind her; Wen Yun hurriedly ran away.
Once she ran to her car and saw that there was no sign of Hu Shuwei behind her, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. With that little delay, she arrived home a bit late.
"You got off work at six and didn’t get home until seven-thirty?" Meng Yanzhi glanced at the clock on the wall. He hadn’t gone out the entire afternoon, and even when his assistant asked if he wanted dinner at six, Meng Yanzhi hadn’t said anything.
He waited and waited until seven-thirty when he saw Wen Yun, and only then did he relax.
"I have to take the bus and transfer twice, then walk ten minutes after entering here. How could I be that fast?"
"I also went to the supermarket to buy some groceries."
As she put down her things, Wen Yun ran to the kitchen. Normally by this time, Aunt Wu would have already prepared the meal. Now Wen Yun had to cook herself, and she was too exhausted to even want to eat.
Meng Yanzhi: "..."
Watching Wen Yun’s slightly tired figure, he asked, "Where does she work?"
"At the Second People’s Hospital," the assistant replied.
In his mind, Meng Yanzhi silently calculated the time back and forth. It really was time-consuming.
"Why are you standing here? Go help." Meng Yanzhi glanced at the assistant standing nearby.
Assistant: "..." What did he do wrong?
He had wanted to order some food for Mr. Meng all along, but Mr. Meng didn’t want any. Now he’s being urged to help in the kitchen?
Could it be that Mr. Meng wants to eat the meal cooked by Madam?
Needless to say, the assistant had hit the nail on the head.
"Madam, I’m here to help." The assistant looked at the dishes in the kitchen with a sense of bewilderment.
He was a graduate from a prestigious university, exceptionally adept at handling business matters without any pressure at all, but asking him to cook was truly a challenge for him.
"Are you guys eating here too?"
Wen Yun was just about to rinse the rice and cook when she saw the assistant approach. Wen Yun wondered whether Meng Yanzhi and the others were also dining here.
"Mr. Meng is eating here," the assistant corrected.
If Mr. Meng was eating with Madam, where would an assistant fit in?
As a light bulb?



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