CHAPTER 357: HOME FOR DINNER

"If Yueying weren’t my sister, I would have personally broken her hands and feet a few days ago to apologize to Ye Feimo," Du Di said. His tone was even calmer and crueler, almost inhuman. "Grandpa, I’m asking you, please don’t get involved in this matter. Yueying herself isn’t pursuing it, so why should you cause any more trouble?"

"You’re saying Yueying isn’t pursuing it?"

"Yes."

"That’s because you forced her," the old master said with displeasure.

"I didn’t force her."

"You didn’t force her? You just pressured her. She’s most afraid of you getting angry. Why did you have to pressure her?"

Du Di smiled faintly. The old master huffed coldly and had no choice but to give up. "We won’t pursue this matter for now. But what about your marriage?"

Du Di’s expression hardened slightly, and his smile disappeared. Wen Nuan’s face flashed through his mind, and his expression changed slightly. The old master said, "Is there no woman you like? You’re so old and you haven’t had a girlfriend. When will I get a great-grandchild?"

"Grandpa, I’m not in a hurry."

"You’re not, but I am," the old master interrupted him gruffly. "I don’t care. You have to get married this year."

"We can talk about that later," Du Di said calmly. "Grandpa, now that we’ve cleared things up, this matter with Yueying is over. I have some business to attend to. I’ll be going now. Take care of yourself."

The old master wanted to say something else, but Du Di had already left the room.

Jingnan followed Du Di out of the Du family house. "Master, Xiao Bei is being very persistent. Now that Miss’s matter has been handled, when are you going back to America? She and Mike have almost finished negotiating the terms. She’s just waiting for you to go back and sign the papers. Xiao Bei has been rushing a few times. The First Terrorist Organization is also very interested in this batch of orders. If we don’t sign soon, Black Jack will take it."

Du Di frowned slightly. "Have Xiao Bei send the documents over. I’ll go through them carefully tonight. If there are no issues, Xiao Bei can sign with him. I’ll be staying here for a few days."

"But, Master..."

"Don’t say another word. Where’s Old Zhao? I need a car."

"Yes, I’ll call him right away."

Wen Nuan went to Anning International at 3 o’clock. Cai Xiaojing had arranged several classes for her, including martial arts and history. *Liang Hongyu* was a historical novel with a lot of fighting scenes. Wen Nuan had to grasp the historical context. The martial arts choreographer had set up some moves for a teacher to teach her and also taught her how to get into the role of the character. Liang Hongyu had a lot of fight scenes, and Lin Ning wanted her to do them herself. This time, the fight scenes were different from those in *Princess of the Pure Lotus*. Wen Nuan was learning very seriously.

The auditions for *Liang Hongyu* had not yet ended, and the cast list had not been announced. Wen Nuan’s training was also kept a secret. Cai Xiaojing did a great job of keeping it under wraps. Wen Nuan was exhausted during training. Just stretching and doing leg exercises made her sweat a lot. She cursed the martial arts choreographer in her heart, hoping he would buy instant noodles without the seasoning packet. He was too cruel.

She waited until 6 p.m., and when Ye Feimo came to pick her up from work, Wen Nuan was completely worn out. As soon as she got into the car, she complained to Ye Feimo, "I should have come two hours later."

"Was it very hard?"

"Duh! You should try it."

"Then let’s drop this role."

"No way."

"Then keep training. Lin Ning has a bad temper. You should practice these moves beforehand, or he’ll scold you when you get on set if you mess up a few times," Ye Feimo said.

"Everyone messes up a few times when filming. Lin Ning just has a lot of weird habits."

Ye Feimo smiled. Wen Nuan massaged her sore calves. She had a cramp this afternoon, and it hurt so much she was sweating. Seeing her struggle, Ye Feimo couldn’t help but say, "In the future, don’t take on these kinds of movies."

"Actually, I really like it," Wen Nuan said with a smile. The couple chatted and laughed on the way home. Midway, Wen Nuan suddenly asked, "Since this is our first time going home for dinner since we got married, should we buy a gift?"

"What do you want to buy?"

"Maybe a bottle of wine?" Wen Nuan said. It wouldn’t be good to show up empty-handed.

"My dad’s wine cabinet has every kind of wine."

Wen Nuan thought, "...Are you sure we shouldn’t buy anything?"

"It’s not necessary."

They laughed and talked as the car pulled up in front of the Ye family’s villa. The air was filled with the scent of magnolias. The garden was beautiful, and the area was very quiet with only a few houses nearby. Cheng Anya heard the car and came out to open the door. Wen Nuan greeted her obediently, "Mommy, we’re home."

Her legs were a little wobbly, and she was wearing high heels. When she got out of the car, she took a step and almost fell. Ye Feimo quickly went around to help her. Cheng Anya laughed. This situation usually only suggested one thing...

"Mommy, why are you laughing like that? My legs are like this because of my training at the company this afternoon. Don’t get the wrong idea," Wen Nuan quickly clarified. She knew exactly what Cheng Anya was thinking.

"I didn’t say anything. What are you thinking?" Cheng Anya asked with a laugh. Wen Nuan’s face turned red. Ye Feimo shrugged. The three of them went into the villa.

Third Young Master Ye had timed his cooking perfectly. After Wen Nuan and Ye Feimo had been back for a while, the last dish was done. Wen Nuan was a little surprised to see her father-in-law wearing an apron and cooking.

Third Young Master Ye didn’t think anything of it. He was already used to it.

Cheng Anya took Wen Nuan on a tour of the villa. Third Young Master Ye beckoned for Ye Feimo to come over. "You’re not allowed to come home for dinner this month."

"Mommy was the one who asked us to come home."

"Next time, make an excuse," Third Young Master Ye said decisively.

"Dad, you don’t have to be like this," Ye Feimo said with a laugh. Third Young Master Ye looked at him with a big smile. Ye Feimo cleverly changed the subject. "Once my brother and sister-in-law come back to live here, you can retire from cooking."

Third Young Master Ye hummed a single note from his nose, a little displeased. He pointed to a bowl of soup. "Your mommy made that for you."

Ye Feimo’s expression immediately changed. "Have mercy on me."

"You brat, you’re going to eat all of it later."

Ye Feimo said, "...Dad, are you jealous that Mommy made food specifically for me?"

"What do you think?"

Ye Feimo shut his mouth.

The family had a happy dinner together. They talked and laughed at the table. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law got along well. Wen Nuan’s personality was very likable to the elders. Cheng Anya liked her very much. Ye Feimo was extremely happy, hoping that they would continue to get along.

After dinner, Third Young Master Ye and Ye Feimo went to the living room to talk about Longmen. Cheng Anya took Wen Nuan to Ye Feimo’s room on the second floor. His room was decorated similarly to the master bedroom on the 45th floor. The style was similar. The bedroom had a bookshelf with many books on it.