Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 96 Wen Yunwei, Don't Be Too Smug
Liu Changcun was somewhat surprised by what An Zhaoran, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said.

What's surprising isn't that the other person blurted out "I want to be your neighbor" without thinking, but rather that they didn't know anything about the area and didn't consider the cost of buying a house at all.

I blurted out that I should buy a set too.

"So powerful?"

Liu Changcun took a moment to joke, in his mind, even if An Zhaoran had some savings, it would only be a few hundred thousand at most.

Although the price of houses in good locations in the city is still not over 10,000 yuan, it has basically stabilized in the range of several thousand yuan.

Liu Changcun glanced at the woman looking at him and continued.

"Rich woman, let's be friends."

Aren't we friends now?

"..."

An Zhaoran looked at him with a puzzled expression. Although the two of them had never discussed this topic, as they spent more and more time together, she now regarded Liu Changcun as a male friend.

The question from beside him made Liu Changcun pause, and after a while he nodded in response.

"Yes, of course we're friends."

"Then... what about Ning Mengyao?"

"She is both an employee and a partner."

"Like This."

With a smile in her eyes, An Zhaoran was in a great mood.

He leaned back, his head slowly turning to the side as he rested against the back of the car seat.

"Just drop me off at the entrance of the complex later. Don't let my dad see you when he comes downstairs to throw out the trash like last time."

"learn."

"I've recently started practicing for my driving test again, and I've scheduled the test for next Thursday."

An Zhaoran, in a good mood, was eager to share, and Liu Changcun, as a dutiful listener, asked questions accordingly.

"How's it going this time? What are your chances of passing?"

"Seventy percent!"

An Zhaoran responded smugly, looking very confident.

She was never a clumsy learner, and besides, the second part of the driving test only required memorizing a few points. She had failed the second part before simply because she hadn't put her mind to learning to drive.

Compared to driving, Ahn So-ran prefers riding in a car.

"Seventy percent? What's the difference between that and sending someone to their death?"

"As long as nothing unexpected happens on the day of the exam, I'll definitely pass."

"Then let's see who can get their driver's license first, you or your senior. She's going to learn to drive soon too."

"Senior? Wen Yunwei?"

She sat up straight again after lying down; she clearly had a deeper impression of her senior.

After just a brief recollection, the scale of the foul came to mind.

An Zhaoran glanced down at her own reflection, then muttered to herself with a hint of jealousy.

"She went to driving lessons too?"

"They say it's a company car, and the benefits are quite good."

"Isn't she on set?"

"The intelligence is outdated; she found a job a while ago."

"..."

These days, An Zhaoran, who has been experimenting with brewing tea at home using her father's tea leaves, seems to have missed many changes.

"I admire people who are both capable and hardworking. In my opinion, with your efficiency, you will get your driver's license in less than a month."

"You think highly of her..."

She lowered her voice, and hearing the man beside her affirm her senior's abilities, An Zhaoran couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Whether it's Wen Yunwei or that Ning Mengyao.

One of them has a great figure, and the other has a gentle personality.

These are all characteristics she lacks.

Even though Liu Changcun was just offering normal praise, An Zhaoran's mood, which had just started to improve, soared back down again.

After his divorce, Liu Changcun seemed to have met too many women.

In just two short months... how did he get to know these two people?

"I'm sure I'll get my driver's license before she does!"

An Zhaoran set a goal for herself and solemnly promised the man beside her.

Liu Changcun didn't take it seriously at all; he was just habitually playing the straight man.

"I believe you."

"real!"

"I already told you I believe you."

"But you look so perfunctory."

At this moment, An Zhaoran seemed to want to prove herself, looking at Liu Changcun beside her with a serious expression.

"Want to make a bet with me? Let's bet on who gets their driver's license first, me or my senior."

"Why would I bet with you on this? Does it matter to me whether you two get your driver's licenses or not?"

"Of course there is!"

Frantically racking her brains, An Zhaoran hurriedly searched for conditions that could persuade the other party.

"Having a benchmark to compare myself to gives me motivation!"

"..."

Strange thought process.

With this thought in mind, Liu Changcun was truly afraid of the other party's persistence, so he simply agreed casually.

"Okay, let's do it your way. I bet your senior will get her driver's license before you. Does that motivate you?"

Why didn't you choose me?

"Are you sick!"

Liu Changcun considered himself to have a very stable temper, but he couldn't help but blurt out after hearing An Zhaoran's question.

An Zhaoran pouted after being suddenly scolded.

She withdrew her gaze from the man.

"I'll prove you wrong with facts. I'll definitely get my driver's license before you, senior. Don't try to renege on your promise if I lose."

"Let's get it first, don't make promises you can't keep."

Isn’t this where the motivation comes from?

Hearing the man's helpless response, An Zhaoran secretly resolved to get her driver's license.

The vehicle was parked at the entrance of the residential area, and this time Liu Changcun did not drive the car into the residential area.

With a heavy heart, An Zhaoran unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. After closing the door, she noticed that Liu Changcun had not yet driven away.

He paused for a few seconds before asking the question.

Why don't you go home?

"I'll wait for you to enter the community."

"You go first, and be careful on the road."

"alright."

The vehicle drove away again, until it disappeared from An Zhaoran's sight and around the bend.

Only after the vehicles were completely out of sight did An Zhaoran begin to walk into the residential area, still lost in thought as she walked.

Liu Changcun said something like this in the car earlier.

[I admire people who are both capable and hardworking.] Is that why he admires the senior so much? Or is it just because the senior has a large bust?

An Zhaoran thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out until she took the elevator to her front door.

I knocked on the door, and my mother opened it after a short while.

She glanced at her daughter, who looked conflicted outside the door, sighed, and then complained.

"I forgot my keys again."

"..."

Her mother's words made An Zhaoran, the daughter, look up and glance at her mother. She roughly knew who she inherited her figure from.

He entered the house without saying a word, and only after changing his shoes did he ask his mother.

"Where's my dad?"

"Go inside and rest."

Although half a month has passed, Guo Yan, who has now successfully become the mother of the family, is still very dissatisfied when she thinks about how her old man lost face in front of his future son-in-law.

Looking at her daughter entering the house, and seeing that her hands were empty.

The image of An Zhaoran struggling to carry the water jug ​​before leaving home was still vivid in her mind, and she was surprised so much that she chose to ask her directly.

Didn't you bring the bucket back?

"It's at his house."

"What did Xiao Liu say?"

"They said the taste was alright."

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Guo Yan breathed a sigh of relief. These past few days, her daughter had been acting like she was under a spell, inexplicably starting to tinker with tea drinks.

She made a whole bowl of it, but she couldn't finish it all herself, so she had her parents, who were at home, taste it too.

This has led to the couple previously rarely getting up at night, but now they average more than three times a night.

Tea is far too effective at promoting urination.

Have you eaten yet?

"I ate at his house."

"Did Xiao Liu make this?"

"..."

Guo Yan looked delighted, but when her daughter suddenly fell silent, she mistook it for tacit agreement.

As a mother, she knew better than anyone that her daughter couldn't cook.

Since they ate dinner at the other party's house, it's almost certain that Liu Changcun did it.

The thought that Liu Changcun could even cook made Guo Yan, who was already satisfied, even happier.

Xiao Liu seems like the family-oriented type, so even if his daughter marries him, they won't have to worry about food and drink.

"That's great... You can even cook. Your dad hasn't been able to cook for years, let alone make noodles. He'd give you a hard time."

"..."

How good is his cooking?

Hearing her mother's question, An Zhaoran, whose expression was already not good, became even more displeased.

Thinking back to Ning Mengyao cooking tonight, the image of her wearing an apron and bringing out dish after dish from the kitchen is etched in my mind, impossible to forget.

Looking towards the kitchen, the defiant An Zhaoran suddenly made up her mind.

The door to the parents' bedroom opened, and Anju Nan, the third child, was about to go to the toilet.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard my daughter's voice.

"Mom, I want to learn how to cook!"

"..." "..."

The couple remained silent. An Junan, who needed to use the restroom after drinking the remaining tea, quietly closed the door.

He felt he could hold it in for a while longer.

Guo Yan, standing in front of her daughter, looked at the other woman with a puzzled expression.

I have no idea what's wrong with my child this time.

"Sure, but do you have time lately? You have to work and go to driving lessons at the same time..."

"There is time now."

An Zhaoran is clearly a person of action.

He grabbed his mother's hand and, ignoring her reaction, immediately headed towards the kitchen.

It's just cooking, right? She can learn it if she studies hard.

An Zhaoran has a competitive and indomitable spirit.

Even though Ning Mengyao, who had prepared a sumptuous dinner for her tonight, had no intention of competing with her.

But in her heart, she was secretly locked in a battle of wits with the other person.

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The office curtains were not drawn during the day.

Lin Wanran, who arrived at work early in the morning, received a notification that she needed to vacate her private office.

She worked day and night to finish the manuscript, all in order to submit the new products for the next quarter before Wen Yunwei.

However, this design was more like an assessment, and Wen Yunwei was also assigned this task.

Hard work is nothing compared to talent.

If Lin Wanran used to think she was very talented in design, after meeting Wen Yunwei, even her supposedly proud talent was completely crushed and not worth mentioning.

During the meeting, Gu Nan specifically praised Wen Yunwei.

In the past, the focus of the meetings was on Lin Wanran, but with the addition of Wen Yunwei, her status began to be increasingly overlooked.

Even a week after Wen Yunwei started working there, she was still unable to have her own private office.

Silently packing her things, Lin Wanran's feelings at this moment were indescribable. As she was about to leave the room, she saw Wen Yunwei standing to the side, also holding tools.

This former senior, now a competitor.

Lin Wanran really had no mood to say another word to the other person.

Although she left the private office, Lin Wanran believed that it wouldn't be long before she returned to that position.

That's what she thought, but given Lin Wanran's personality, she simply couldn't ignore the other person's behavior.

Looking at Wen Yunwei's apologetic expression, it seemed that she didn't want to take over this office that belonged to her alone.

Hypocritical.

With this thought in mind, Lin Wanran now sees Wen Yunwei as the type who gets the benefits but then acts innocent.

Although I tried my best to restrain myself, I couldn't help it in the end.

"Wen Yunwei, don't be so smug for too long. I'll be back soon."

Thinking about how Gu Nan had become increasingly indifferent to her lately, she felt increasingly irritable.

Lin Wanran took a step to leave the room, but she had only taken a couple of steps when she heard her phone ring.

Wen Yunwei hurriedly put the things on the desk and then took out her phone to answer the call.

"Hey……"

[Senior, are you busy right now?]

"not busy."

The loud speaker startled Wen Yunwei, who had just answered the call. She quickly fiddled with her phone and turned off the speaker.

Although it was just a single sentence, Lin Wanran, who hadn't left yet, could clearly hear the voice that had just come from Wen Yunwei's phone.

She immediately realized that it was Liu Changcun calling.

Lin Wanran stopped walking towards the door, holding her packed things, and silently turned around to look at Wen Yunwei, who was on the phone.

(End of this chapter)