CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 129: DIRECTOR SI IS RATHER MISERABLE WITHOUT FOOD

Wan Yu personally brought Jian Xi home, where Jian Mingcheng came out to meet them.

"What’s wrong with her?" Jian Mingcheng asked, his usually serious face etched with concern.

Wan Yu opened her mouth, but Jian Xi pushed her toward her brother. "Please take her home for me. I’m a bit tired and going up to rest."

After saying this, Jian Xi gave Wan Yu a significant look.

Wan Yu’s hands and feet tingled with nervous excitement. "I, I... she, she... Brother..."

"What on earth happened?" Jian Mingcheng pressed.

Before Jian Xi went upstairs, a smile touched her lips as she took a long look at Wan Yu. How had I not realized before that the two of them were such a good match!

Ever since her last visit to Jian Group, she had noticed Wan Yu’s unusual familiarity with the place, and this suspicion had formed. Today, it was confirmed. The two were very suitable!

Having my best friend become my sister-in-law, keeping it all in the family... that’s pretty great too!

"She’s just a bit tired. The workload at Haohan Group is probably too high. She’s never worked before, so she’s finding it a bit hard to adjust," Wan Yu improvised.

Only then did Jian Mingcheng breathe a sigh of relief. "I thought her condition had worsened."

"What did you say, Brother?" Wan Yu hadn’t caught his mumble.

"Nothing. Haven’t you had lunch yet?" Jian Mingcheng asked politely.

Wan Yu blinked and shook her head vigorously. "No, I haven’t eaten yet!"

"Then I’ll take you to lunch first, and I’ll take you home afterward."

"Okay!" Wan Yu obediently followed Jian Mingcheng. A meal alone with him! My best friend really is the best, especially at crucial times.

She gazed sweetly at Jian Mingcheng’s retreating figure—tall and reassuring, more real than in her dreams.

Upstairs, Jian Xi’s parents watched the two, one walking after the other, and couldn’t help but smile with tender satisfaction. "That’s wonderful. They’re truly a perfect match."

Jian Xi pushed open her parents’ bedroom door. "Admiring your future daughter-in-law?"

Jian’s Mother was thrilled. "You already knew?"

"I was the one who set them up." Jian Xi also took a peek. Indeed, they were a good fit.

Father Jian was content. "Wan Yu is capable and smart. Even though her family background isn’t quite on par, it doesn’t matter. That’s the last thing our Jian Family cares about. As long as the children love each other, your mother and I have no objections!"

Jian Xi pursed her lips, a wave of guilt washing over her. "Mom, Dad!"

Over the years, her willful choices had worried her parents sick. From now on, I’ll be more sensible.

"I’ll cook tonight." With that, Jian Xi went downstairs to prepare, leaving her parents stunned.

They exchanged shocked and disbelieving glances.

"This is serious, very serious. During tomorrow’s physical check-up, we must insist on a full-body examination."

Jian’s Mother, worried, called Si Yuhuan. "Did Xixi have an episode at the company?"

"What?" Si Yuhuan, who was in a meeting, immediately stood up, leaving a group of potential business partners behind as he walked out.

"She’s been acting strangely since she came back. What is it? Did something happen at the company?" Jian’s Mother’s tone gradually hardened. Father Jian, beside her, also chimed in, "She’s home from work too early, isn’t she? She’s not feeling well, right?"

Si Yuhuan glanced back at the numerous business leaders.

"Mom, Dad, I’m coming back right away."

Yan Qing, who had just come in with coffee, nearly collided with Si Yuhuan as he was putting on his coat and rushing out.

"Director Si, where are you going in such a hurry?"

"Have Director Zheng come and chat with them for now. I have an emergency."

Jiang Qimeng, who had just been assigned to the marketing department, was about to show Si Yuhuan her new work uniform, hoping he would find it attractive. "Yuhan..."

Before she could finish, Si Yuhuan cut her off. "I’m in a hurry. If you need something, find the manager."

And just like that, Jiang Qimeng was left standing alone at the stairwell, feeling a chill.

Damn it! Why is this happening! I’m not lacking in any way, so why won’t he even glance at me? Jian Xi, I’m not done with you.

She blamed Jian Xi for everything.

When Si Yuhuan hurried back, he arrived just as Jian Xi was finishing cooking.

The house was filled with the aroma of food. His appetite was instantly whetted.

It had been a long time since he had seen Jian Xi cook. He suddenly missed the days when she would prepare a meal and wait for him with eager anticipation...

"Mom, Dad, I’m back." As Si Yuhuan walked in, he was met by the cold stares of Jian Xi, Father Jian, and Jian’s Mother.

He felt a bit wronged. He had rushed back, travel-worn, yet no one welcomed him. Ignoring their cold looks, he walked straight to the dining table, cleared his throat, and said, "I came back to see Jian Xi."

Hearing this, her parents felt he still had some conscience. After all, he was their son-in-law, and they couldn’t make the situation too unpleasant.

"That’s thoughtful of you. Xixi cooked, so let’s eat together," Jian’s Mother said, a rare concession.

Si Yuhuan looked at the three bowls of rice across from him, then at Jian Xi. This woman didn’t even get me a bowl.

He shot her a look, but Jian Xi pointedly ignored him.

What’s wrong with him! He’s acting completely clueless about what he did wrong, and now he expects me to serve him rice? In his dreams! Not sweeping him out with a broom is already showing him considerable respect.

After a long day, the smell of delicious home-cooked food made Si Yuhuan realize how hungry he was. He went to get himself some rice, only to find the rice cooker completely empty!

"Jian Xi, is there no rice left?"

Jian Xi didn’t even bother to look at him, instead eagerly serving her parents more food. "You didn’t say you were coming back for dinner, so I didn’t make any for you. If you’re that hungry, why don’t you ask your precious employee to cook for you?"

Her parents didn’t catch the insinuation, but Si Yuhuan understood it perfectly.

He clenched his jaw, went to the dining table, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating the dishes without any rice.

Father Jian felt a pang of sympathy. It didn’t seem right to treat his son-in-law, the wealthiest man in China, so coldly. He was about to pass his rice bowl over when Jian Xi stopped him with a look. "Some people, when their minds aren’t clear, should cut out carbs. Experts say cutting carbs can make you smarter."

Father Jian quickly shoveled the rice from his bowl.

He felt his daughter was becoming increasingly formidable, carrying herself like a powerful career woman—a far cry from the gentle girl she once was.

Her aura is overwhelming!

Jian’s Mother said with a smile, "Men need to be managed. No matter how powerful they are outside, at home they should know how to cherish and be considerate of their wives. Otherwise, sleeping in a cold bed and going hungry are just par for the course. Right, Old Jian?"

It was a masterful indirect jab.

Si Yuhuan felt as if he were chewing wax, his dark eyes suddenly turning cold.

"Thanks for your understanding, Mom. After all, a young tree won’t grow straight if it isn’t pruned."

Father Jian grew anxious and silently glanced at Si Yuhuan.

A phone’s ringtone finally broke the tense, awkward silence.

Si Yuhuan answered the call, then looked at Jian Xi. "Yes, I’ll head to the hospital right away."

It was the doctor, calling to say that Grandpa had just moved his finger.

Jian Xi was overjoyed. "I’ll go with you."

Forgetting her anger, the argument, and their cold war, Jian Xi immediately changed her clothes and followed him out.

Father Jian sighed. "See? Even Heaven doesn’t want these two to be apart. It’s fate!"

"I think you’re just impressed because he’s rich," Jian’s Mother retorted, her face set in exasperation.

"Honey, no, you’ve misunderstood me!" Father Jian quickly chased after her to explain.

"What are you explaining? You’re always taking his side! The moment you see Si Yuhuan, you forget all the suffering he’s put our daughter through?"

"I haven’t forgotten, I haven’t! How could I dare? I’ll go to the hospital right now and give him a piece of my mind!" Father Jian said as he ran off. Jian’s Mother shouted after him, "Old Jian, you rascal! You’re always so two-faced!"

Father Jian had already disappeared from sight.