Mr. Gu, my wife has blocked you.

The three words "pork rib soup" made Su Wanqin freeze.

When she was in school, her family was very poor and apart from the tuition, they could not afford any extra living expenses for her.

She had to earn her own living expenses by handing out flyers, selling clothes in a mall, and serving dishes in a restaurant. She had basically done every job that could make money.

But at that time there were not so many part-time jobs to choose from, and the majors they studied required a lot of materials to purchase, so they often spent more than they earned.

Han Yalan was one of the few students from Kyoto in the class at that time.

There are eight people in the dormitory, and only she and Han Yalan eat in the dormitory. The other students go to the cafeteria to queue up for food.

She didn't go because she was short of money. Pickled vegetables, steamed buns, and corn bread were enough to fill her stomach, avoid being seen in the dormitory, and maintain her dignity.

Han Yalan ate in the dormitory because the cafeteria was too noisy and it affected her thinking. Her family came to bring her meals, so she also ate in the dormitory.

There was only one table in the dormitory, and the two of them sat facing each other. At that time, her concept of being rich was only whether she dressed decently and whether she could afford to add more meat dishes to her meals.

But the dishes placed before Han Yalan that day were so sumptuous that she could not even imagine.

Perhaps her gaze was too direct, so Han Yalan asked her to eat together. Long-term hunger made her unable to be too reserved.

While eating, she kept picking up meat, which she only ate a few times throughout the year. Han Yalan then picked up vegetables for her, saying that a balanced diet is the key to health.

That was the first time she felt the gap between people. When she couldn't even get enough to eat, someone told her to have a balanced diet. At that moment, she just felt embarrassed.

Doesn't she want to?

While she was enjoying the food Han Yalan shared with her, she couldn't help but feel that she was being pretentious and hypocritical. Giving her food was just alms, otherwise she wouldn't have let all her classmates know.

She didn't like pork rib soup at all. She just wanted to eat two more pieces of meat at that time, but was afraid that if she took too much, she would be looked down upon by her husband, so she could only drink more broth. Who told her to always talk about table manners in front of her - you can't take the same dish three times in a row.

A well-fed woman knows etiquette. Doesn't she, a lady from a wealthy family, know this? She just wants to use this little charity to show her nobility!

This is also why she hated pork rib soup so much later!

"Uncle Han is old and his memory is not very good. I don't like pork rib soup. I like Tremella porridge. Auntie's Tremella porridge has made me remember it for many years."

Song Wanqian gently stroked the face that had been cut out with a knife in the photo, tightened his fingers little by little, and said in an indescribably calm voice, "Maybe, when people get old, their memories become confused."

Su Wanqin said gently, "As long as you are healthy, it's okay. It's okay to be a little confused."

Song Wanqian did not continue the topic, and only said, "I'm hanging up now. I'll talk to you the day after tomorrow when I get back."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Su Wanqin felt a little uneasy for no reason.

The seeds of this sense of uneasiness were planted the day Han Ruoxing came back, and recently they have gradually begun to sprout.

Has it really come to the point of "escape" as that person said?

No, she did it very cleanly. If she left, she would be truly incriminating herself. There would be no possibility for her to return home. Besides, she only got less than 20% of Song Wanqian's assets. Even if she wanted to leave, now was not the time.

We still have to send the family jade out first. Once the market there is expanded, everything will go smoothly.

Song Jiayu was afraid of being scolded, so she came back at eleven o'clock. She walked in very lightly and carefully. As a result, as soon as she reached the entrance, the lights in the living room suddenly came on.

Su Wanqin was sitting on the sofa in her silk pajamas, with an empty glass of red wine beside her. Her hair was slightly disheveled, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and she looked a little tipsy.

Song Jiayu felt a little guilty and whispered, "Mom, you haven't slept yet."

Su Wanqin said calmly, "Well, I'm waiting for you."

"I, I'm back late, you can just go to bed, no need to wait for me. Didn't the doctor tell you not to stay up late and worry less?"

Su Wanqin smiled, "I would like to worry less. Who is making me restless?"

Song Jiayu closed her mouth, and spoke again after a while, "Mom, I'm not trying to please Gu Jingyang because of Gu Jingyan, I just can't swallow this breath."

Su Wanqin looked at her without saying anything.

Song Jiayu clenched her hands, "Han Ruoxing is pregnant, how could Gu Jingyang not know? She even acted like she didn't get along with Han Ruoxing in front of me, it was obvious that she was acting for me! I was so good to her, and she lied to me like this, I don't want her to have an easy time!"

Su Wanqin looked at her without saying anything, not knowing whether she believed it or not.

In fact, Song Jiayu was not completely lying. She was indeed annoyed by Song Jiayu's deception, but she was still thinking about Gu Jingyan, so she didn't dare to go too far. But she did have a plan to implement at the engagement party.

Su Wanqin said, "Don't be so mad, choose a good gift, and don't make a fool of yourself in front of others. It will embarrass me and your father."

"I know. I won't."

Su Wanqin seemed extremely tired and didn't say much as usual. She just asked her, "How did you come back?"

"Master Zhou sent it back." At this point, Song Jiayu couldn't help complaining, "Mom, how much did you pay this driver named Zhou? Whenever I go out, he follows me everywhere all day long. It's so speechless. My friends all laugh at me and say what kind of person I am looking for, old and..."

When he met Su Wanqin's gaze, Song Jiayu swallowed the rest of his words.

"Following closely means he is responsible. By the way, who is the male assistant next to you? How come I don't know this person?"

"He's Zhou Yan's friend. I think he's smart and capable, so I'm keeping him by my side. I wanted him to drive for me before. You didn't insist on Master Zhou coming, and I can't send him away. So let him be a temporary assistant first, and leave when there's another position."

Su Wanqin frowned, "Send him away as soon as possible, he's so slick and doesn't seem to be very reliable."

"understood."

Shuo Jiayu paused for a moment, "By the way, I saw a crazy woman in the mall today. She grabbed my hand and kept shouting something like Hongshan. She was like a psychopath. I was scared to death. Master Zhou was there, and he and the security guards pulled her away. I almost tore her clothes."

Su Wanqin froze, "Hongshan?"