I Became The Villain Of The Novel

In Wu Yu's mind, many things about the past came to mind for an instant.

Mother, Aunt Hong, Fengmiao, Fengjia, and timeline.

"So... Is it Feng Dong? Feng Nan's pro-brother? But Feng Dong and his wife are well-known model couples. So far, as long as they attend public places, they will be praised as loving couples. Isn't it all? Is it an illusion?" Wu Yu couldn't believe it.

Although she is not the kind of person who is naive enough to believe that seeing is believing, according to her many contacts with Fengdong and his wife, the truth between the two is not like acting.

But among the Feng family brothers, even the other cousins, there is no longer a daughter who is as old as You Fengmiao.

Seeing Wu Yu's shocked quadratic expression, Ning Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

"It's Fengdong. I won't comment on whether their husband and wife are kind or not, but for Aunt Hong, Fengdong is probably a love-hate relationship. But these are not important now. The important thing is that if you can persuade Aunt Hong to meet Fengdong, we The current crisis will be solved. Of course, if you don’t want to, I can come forward."

"There is nothing unwilling, just...the same sentence, Aunt Hong's current life must be her own choice, and I don't want to disrupt her life because of my interests." Wu Yu was a bit tangled, although she still doesn't know. The grievances and hatreds of this previous generation.

But what she is certain is that since Aunt Hong chose to disappear for so many years, there must be her reasons.

She rushed forward to persuade Aunt Hong to meet someone she might not want to meet at all.

It is really presumptuous and selfish.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it yet, how about your childhood taste."

Ning Yuan personally arranged the dishes for Wu Yu. After disinfecting and wiping them, Aunt Hong happened to walk in with a plate of fragrant sweet and sour pork ribs.

"Xiao Yu, come on, this is your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. Have a taste of Aunt Hong's craftsmanship?"

Aunt Hong greeted Wu Yudao enthusiastically.

Wu Yu looked at the braised pork ribs in soy sauce on the plate, with appetite appetite. First, he clipped a piece for Ning Yuan, then picked up another piece and handed it to Aunt Hong's mouth.

"Aunt Hong, you eat too."

"You eat, Aunt Hong is tired of eating every day in the back kitchen." Aunt Hong pushed the ribs back to Wu Yu.

"Okay, then I'm not welcome." Wu Yu gently took a bite of the ribs. The moment the hot and sour honey sauce touched the taste buds, Wu Yu stamped his feet in excitement.

"Yes, yes, this is the taste. I think this taste has been there for many years. Aunt Hong, no matter how good a chef is, I can't make the same taste as you!"

"You can eat as much as you like, Aunt Hong is always here." Looking at Wu Yu who was happy, the smile on Aunt Hong's face also increased unconsciously.

For the next half an hour, the dishes brought by Aunt Hong filled the entire table, and Aunt Hong stopped "persuing to eat" until Wu Yu was full of hiccups.

Before leaving to check out, Aunt Hong said that she would not accept Ning Yuan's money.

"How can we collect money from Xiaoyu? You will come a few more times in the future, and Aunt Hong will be happy." Aunt Hong patted Ning Yuan on the shoulder like an elder.

Although the movements were normal and natural, Ning Yuan still tasted the feeling of "commitment" from it.

In fact, during the meal just now, although Aunt Hong had never had a direct conversation with him, he could feel that Aunt Hong's sharp and wise gaze would stay on him from time to time and look closely at him.

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