As soon as they entered the room, Wang Zimeng pulled Jian Ai to Jiachi’s bed and sat down.
Wang Zimeng looked at Jian Ai in surprise and excitement. “Sister, who is that handsome man outside?”
Yao Jiachi and Wang Zichen also looked over, as if they were very curious about Ji Haoyu, who had suddenly appeared at home.
Jian Ai faced three pairs of eyes and paused.
She opened her mouth but did not know how to introduce Ji Haoyu to them.
In the end, Jian Ai slowly said, “He’s your aunt’s colleague.”
“Ah? My aunt’s colleague?” Wang Zimeng was stunned. Then, she blinked in surprise. “He doesn’t look old.”
Jian Ai nodded. They were both from the Ji Group, so it shouldn’t be a problem to call them colleagues, right? It was quite reasonable.
Jian Ai deliberately left it as that. She did not go out and sat beside Jiachi to watch him do his homework.
At the side, Wang Zimeng talked to Wang Zichen. “Brother, have you told our grandparents you aren’t going back home after school?”
“I’m here to look for my mother. Why should I tell them?” Wang Zichen looked impatient. He had a headache when he thought of the days after school started. “I’m so tired of staying at home every day. I can’t do anything or play.”
“What’s wrong? Is Dad watching you closely?” Wang Zimeng asked.
Wang Zichen sighed softly. “How is it only him? Now, three pairs of eyes are keeping a close watch on me. Grandpa and Grandma take care of me every day. It’s like I’m in jail.”
Wang Zichen’s tone was bitter, but he kept glancing at Jian Ai from time to time. He looked guilty and flustered.
Ever since Jian Ai found out that he had been bullied in school, he felt inexplicably afraid when he saw Jian Ai. Could it be because he knew that Jian Ai was Qi Wei’s junior sister who was also learning martial arts?
Perhaps Wang Zichen was not very sure.
Jian Ai could feel Wang Zichen’s gaze on her from time to time, but Jian Ai didn’t plan to ask about him anymore, so she ignored his gaze.
“Is Dad still not home often?”
Wang Zimeng seemed to be very concerned about Wang Yunzhong and kept asking Wang Zichen.
Wang Zichen looked at Wang Zimeng and shook his head. “Not now. He’ll go back every day.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zichen said, “If you miss him, go back.”
When Wang Zimeng heard this, a lonely look flashed across her eyes. She had not seen her father for a long time, and Wang Yunzhong seemed to have forgotten that he had a daughter like her. He never visited her or even called her.
“I’m not thinking about him. I was just asking.” Wang Zimeng smiled, but her smile was a little forced and bitter.
Seeing this, Wang Zichen couldn’t help but purse his lips. He knew his sister was stubborn, even though she missed her father very much.
They filled the dumplings with meat and celery. There were many people today, so the dining table was exceptionally lively.
Only Yao Feng and Jian Yu didn’t return.
Wang Yunmei seemed to be afraid that Ji Haoyu would feel embarrassed, so she specially arranged for him to be between her and Jian Ai. At least he knew both of them and would feel more comfortable.
Everyone chatted as they ate dumplings.
“I’ve already arranged for us to go to Maldives. We’ll set off the night before the first of October. The plane tickets and hotel are all arranged. You just have to pack your luggage,” Jiang Chunfen looked at them and said.
These words stunned Wang Zichen. “Ah? Mom, you’re going to the Maldives on the first of October?”