The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 138: Lingering Thoughts

Wen Nuan took out a small notebook and jotted down the cooking steps. Her mother, a homemaker for over twenty years, was originally a pampered young lady but had honed her culinary skills after marriage. While they typically hired hourly help for household cleaning, her mother personally handled all the cooking, as she loved preparing meals for her husband and daughters.

Her cooking skills were absolutely top-notch, truly exceptional, comparable to a five-star chef.

"You child, don’t just stand there getting in the way."

"I want to learn!" Wen Nuan pouted. She had also learned to cook from her mother and taken cooking classes, but her skills were far from her mother’s.

"Learn what? Just tell Mom what you want to eat, and she’ll make it for you. Do you need to learn?" Her mother laughed. "Besides, you don’t really like cooking anyway. If it weren’t for Fang Liucheng, you wouldn’t have gone to those cooking classes. Go to the living room; dinner will be ready soon."

"No, I like cooking now!" Wen Nuan giggled, hugging her mother and giving her a kiss, then continued taking notes. She wanted to learn more dishes so that Ye Feimo wouldn’t get tired of her cooking.

Wait...

Wen Nuan’s smile faded. Why was she thinking of Ye Feimo again? What did her learning to cook have to do with him? He ate whatever she cooked, so what was there to get tired of? If he got tired, he could go out to eat.

That’s right, she wasn’t learning to cook for Ye Feimo.

Not for Ye Feimo.

He had insulted her so terribly yesterday. She had never been so verbally abused in her entire life. She didn’t even want to see him now, so why should she learn more dishes for his palate?

She must be crazy.

Wen Nuan told herself with a serious expression that she was learning to cook for herself. If her mother was busy, she could show off her skills. Yes, that’s it, and it had absolutely nothing to do with Ye Feimo.

How dare he insult her like that? She would not forgive him.

Unless he apologized.

Every time he cursed her, he would simply move on as if nothing happened, but it wasn’t that easy.

She knew Ye Feimo had reservations and prejudices against artists, but he shouldn’t have spoken to her like that without clarifying anything. It was too much.

"You still shouldn’t learn. Your work is so busy; you’re often working overtime on set and eating boxed meals. You won’t have time to cook even if you learn."

Her mother said. Wen Nuan swept thoughts of Ye Feimo from her mind and said with a smile, "Mom, I do have time to cook! Just teach me. You cook for me, and when you’re old, I’ll cook for you. You don’t even praise such a thoughtful daughter."

"Oh, how thoughtful! Good girl, here’s a praise." Her mother turned and kissed her, then taught her the next steps.

Wen Nuan checked her watch. Ye Feimo was off work now. She wondered if he had eaten yet.

"Why am I thinking about him? Am I torturing myself?" Wen Nuan couldn’t help but murmur.

Her mother was making braised shrimp and didn’t quite hear her. Wen Nuan chuckled, fully dedicating herself to learning the braised shrimp dish.

"Mom, you’re making so much. We won’t finish it all."

"If you can’t finish it, pack it up and take it home."

"Home? Go where? I want to stay home." Wen Nuan asked in surprise, "Mom, are you kicking me out?"

"Didn’t you say you’d leave after dinner?"

"Who said that? I haven’t slept at home in ages. I want to stay here." She had lived in this house for 20 years and had the most affection for it. She had just returned and couldn’t bear to leave. Besides, she was currently at odds with Ye Feimo and didn’t want to see him.

"Oh, how silly of me. Then your mother couldn’t be happier."

"Women in the kitchen, is the food ready? My stomach’s protesting!" Her father asked with a laugh.

Wen Nuan brought out the finished dishes. "Ready, ready! We can eat soon."

The braised shrimp was also ready. As the family was about to eat, the doorbell rang. Wen Jing ran to answer it. Seeing it was Fang Liucheng, she turned back and called, "Dad, it’s Fang Liucheng. Should I let him in?"

Her father and mother, who had been laughing, paused. "Let him in."

Wen Jing pouted and opened the door.

"Young Master Fang, what a rare guest," Wen Jing said sarcastically, then turned and walked back, returning to her seat to eat.

Fang Liucheng’s stern face showed no expression as he walked into the Wen family home. He saw Wen Nuan and was clearly startled, not expecting her to be there. He held a document in his hand and handed it directly to Wen Nuan’s father.

This was the share transfer agreement for Wen Group.

He returned the shares he had secretly acquired, as well as the shares he had taken from Wen Nuan’s father, all back to him.

"Liucheng, this is..."

"Sign it, and I’ll return Wen Group to you," Fang Liucheng said expressionlessly. He still seemed to have some unresolved issues with the Wen family, finding it difficult to completely let go. His tone of voice was cold.

Wen Nuan’s father had always been very fond of Fang Liucheng and knew that Wen Nuan liked him.

Therefore, he especially hoped that Wen Nuan and Fang Liucheng could grow old together. He had no sons, and both Wen Nuan and Wen Jing were daughters. He didn’t want his daughters to struggle too much. If Fang Liucheng was there, the family business would have an heir, and Wen Nuan could also get what she wished for.

Wen Nuan’s father was very satisfied with Fang Liucheng in every aspect.

Even though Fang Liucheng had brought down the Wen family, while Wen Nuan’s mother resented him, her father did not. Perhaps there was temporary resentment, but after all, he was a child they had raised, and there was affection.

Fang Liucheng had also been very filial and respectful to him since childhood. Even if it was an act, Wen Nuan’s father believed that after so many years of pretense, there must have been moments of genuine emotion, so he bore no ill will towards Fang Liucheng.

"Liucheng, are you really willing to return Wen Group to us?" Wen Nuan’s mother also hadn’t expected Fang Liucheng to do this. She was already very grateful that he returned the house; she hadn’t imagined he would return the company as well.

Wen Nuan silently sipped her soup, and Wen Jing ate her dinner. The two sisters remained silently united.

Fang Liucheng glanced at Wen Nuan and said, "This company was originally responsible for my parents’ deaths. I wanted nothing more than to destroy it, and to destroy all of you. Unfortunately... after seeking revenge, I understood something: cherishing what you have in front of you is more important than holding onto past hatred. I know what’s most important to me now, and I won’t do such foolish things again."

If time could flow backward, he wouldn’t seek revenge on the Wen family.

Perhaps then, he wouldn’t have lost Wen Nuan.

He regretted his past actions.

Now, he only hoped it wasn’t too late to salvage things.

Wen Nuan’s father stood up and patted his shoulder. "Good child, I hope you can truly let go. For what happened in the past, your uncle is also very remorseful. We were too young back then, and our methods were too aggressive, causing irreparable harm. I’m truly sorry."

Fang Liucheng pursed his lips, indicating he accepted Wen Nuan’s father’s apology.

Wen Nuan kept her head down, saying nothing. Fang Liucheng hoped she would look up and smile at him, even just a glance. Both Wen Nuan’s father and mother knew he was doing this for Wen Nuan.

They also confirmed his sincerity.

As long as he treated Wen Nuan well in the future, the past would be forgotten.

Fang Liucheng said faintly, "I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll take my leave."

He turned to leave, but Wen Nuan’s mother hastily called out to him, "Liucheng, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? Auntie made a lot of food today. Why don’t you stay for dinner?"

"Alright!" Fang Liucheng replied.

Wen Nuan’s mother told Wen Nuan to serve rice, and Wen Nuan obediently got up to do so.

In fact, this scene was very common in the past. Fang Liucheng was raised by the Wen family, and the elderly couple treated him as their son. Their relationship was excellent, and it was common for the family to eat together happily. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Seeing him stay for dinner, Wen Nuan felt she couldn’t remain completely silent. "Brother Liucheng, thank you for helping me clarify this matter."

She sensed he was a little awkward. After all, they had just been rumored to be dating today, and it was Cai Xiaojing who asked him to clarify. For some things, Wen Nuan also had some unresolved feelings.

"Nuannuan, this is what I should do. Don’t mention thanks," Fang Liucheng said with a smile. Wen Nuan hummed in response, saying nothing more. The relationship between Fang Liucheng and them eased slightly, and the atmosphere became less silent.

The dinner was quite pleasant.

Fang Liucheng subtly asked Wen Nuan’s father about his thoughts on pursuing Wen Nuan, seeking his opinion. In reality, he was probing. Wen Nuan’s father, however, felt it was Wen Nuan’s decision, and if she agreed, he had no objections.

She was his own daughter; he knew her better than anyone. Now that things were resolved and the family grievances gone, and Wen Nuan had loved Fang Liucheng for so many years, it would be false to say she had no feelings left.

But after all, Fang Liucheng had hurt her, and Wen Nuan was a persistent child who might always remember that wound.

What to do was Wen Nuan’s decision.

They never interfered with Wen Nuan’s choices; they always respected her.

Upon hearing that Wen Nuan’s father and mother had no objections, Fang Liucheng felt reassured. He believed he could win Wen Nuan back.

After dinner, Wen Nuan’s father and Fang Liucheng played chess in the living room. Wen Nuan’s father loved playing chess and drinking tea and had quite a bit of knowledge. Fang Liucheng, having been influenced since childhood, also enjoyed these things.

Wen Nuan wasn’t interested in these activities, though Wen Jing was.

Wen Jing watched the chess game from the side, while Wen Nuan went to the garden for a while.

There was no moonlight tonight, but the starlight was beautiful, a dazzling and boundless galaxy. She rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on. Fang Liucheng was clearly trying to win her back, but what about her?

What was she thinking?

Wen Nuan had always been a decisive child, quite straightforward in her actions, but this time, she was hesitant.

When Chen Hang confessed to her, she immediately refused him.

She knew that she and Chen Hang couldn’t be together, but with Fang Liucheng, why couldn’t she refuse him outright?

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