Sir, How About A Marriage?

Guan Ning, who had already regained control of her emotions, said with a faint smile, "Alas, my mother-in-law despises me. What can I do apart from accepting my fate?"

Guan Ning emphasized the word 'mother-in-law'.

Qin Shuang choked for a moment due to that word.

Guan Ning walked to Qin Shuang's side and continued to say, "In order to save Yin Zheng and Yin Jian, If my mother-in-law wants me to leave the Yin family, I'll do it without hesitation."

In other words, Guan Ning was reminding Qin Shuang that if someone had to leave the Yin family for Cheng Che to save Yin Zheng and Yin Jian, then there was no doubt that person would be Qin Shuang, not Guan Ning.

Qin Shuang clenched her hands tightly, too angry to speak.

...

Ye Cheng was very curious about how Guan Tang knew about Zhuang Ji's embroidery manual, and he was also filled with anticipation. Nonetheless, he did not let his guard down, feeling that there was going to be a catch. In the end, he asked Chen Chen to investigate Guan Tang's previous movements.

When Chen Chen told Ye Cheng that Guan Tang learned so much about Zhuang Ji's embroidery manual through the spies she planted in Zhuang Ji, Ye Cheng felt rather disappointed. Spies were the most unreliable method.

Chen Chen asked, "Young Master Cheng, should we continue to follow up?"

After thinking for a moment, Ye Cheng asked, "Are her spies reliable?"

Chen Che nodded. "They're my people; they're absolutely loyal and reliable. I arranged for them to meet Miss Guan with a clean background."

Ye Cheng said, "That's good. Continue to follow up. Let's see what she can do. I'm happy even if she stirs up small problems for Cheng Che and Mu Chen. Moreover, there's a chance she'll be useful..."

Chen Chen agreed.

At this moment, the phone on the table vibrated.

Ye Cheng picked the phone up to have a look before he hurriedly rose to his feet and said, "I'm going out for a moment."

Chen Chen was slightly taken aback by Ye Cheng's abruptness.

"Zhuang Ning wants to see me," Ye Cheng said with a smile before he strode out.

Chen Chen could not help but sigh inwardly. No matter how important a matter was, it was not comparable to Zhuang Ning.

...

By the time Ye Cheng arrived, Zhuang Ning had already prepared two dishes.

Now that Zhuang Ning was famous, it was a big deal for her to have a meal outside. It would be a bigger deal if she was found having a meal with a male companion. It would definitely cause rumors to fly all over the place. In the worst-case scenario, she might lose her movie deals and endorsements. All in all, it was not worth it to have a meal outside.

For this reason, Ye Cheng was lucky enough to eat the meal that Zhuang Ning cooked.

While Ye Cheng stood at the entrance to change into the indoor shoes, Zhuang Ning, who heard the movement, poked her head out of the kitchen. Seeing that it was him, she said, "Wait in the living room for a moment. I'm almost done."

Ye Cheng walked to the dining table and looked at the two dishes on the table. Warmth suffused his heart immediately. He reached out and picked up a few pieces of shredded potatoes to have a taste.

At this moment, Zhuang Ning, who was walking over with the casserole in hand, asked, "Did you wash your hands?"

Ye Cheng smiled sheepishly before he walked to the sink to wash his hands. This kind of cozy and homey atmosphere was his lifelong pursuit. He had many women around him, but the only one who made him soup and ordered him to wash his hands was Zhuang Ning.

He sat at the dining table and inhaled the fragrance of the dishes. Then, he smiled at Zhuang Ning and said, "It smells very delicious! It's been a long time since I've eaten delicious food."

Zhuang Ning handed him a bowl of rice and said gently, "It's just home-cooked dishes. Make do with them. They can't compare to those five-star chefs."

Ye Cheng said, "Make do with them? Let me tell you, eating the dishes cooked by the five-star chefs is making do with it. As for your dishes, I don't have the extravagant hope of eating them every day. I consider myself lucky as long as I can eat your cooking every few days."

Zhuang Ning smiled. "Don't try to sweet-talk me. Save it for your fiancee."