There was nobody at home, just the nanny who got startled seeing her return like this, thinking something might have happened to her.
Zhou Mei sat on the sofa in the living room for a long time and finally picked up the phone to call Yang Aihua.
The phone had barely been hung up when the doorbell rang; Yang Yunfeng came back with Shen Lingyu.
Zhou Mei perked up and instructed the nanny to make a few more dishes that Shen Lingyu liked. She sat with her on the sofa, chatting, "Where did you go? I heard a big new mall just opened with a lot of big brands inside. Yunfeng, why didn’t you take Xiao Yu there for a look around?"
"This kid is too straightforward." She then said to Shen Lingyu, "Just like his father, doesn’t know how to make girls happy, but his sincerity in loving his wife is the truest."
"If he makes any mistakes in the future, just come and tell me, and I’ll teach him a lesson for you."
Now that Yang Yunhai has returned to the Capital City and even connected with Mr. Zhou, abandoning the Shen Family line is not an option.
Zhou Mei couldn’t help but grit her teeth, not knowing what kind of dumb luck Yang Yunhai had.
"Mom, am I still your son?" Yang Yunfeng said with a helpless smile, "Which mother exposes her son’s shortcomings in front of his girlfriend like that?"
"Besides, Xiao Yu is so great, I don’t even have enough time to cherish my wife, let alone upset her, right Xiao Yu?"
Shen Lingyu smiled and nodded.
"I went to see Uncle today," Zhou Mei glanced at her and said to Yang Yunfeng, "Guess who I ran into?"
"That Grandpa Zhou who was exiled and now returned to Kyoto University?" Yang Yunfeng played with a lighter, smiling indifferently, "Who did you meet?"
"I met Yang Yunhai." When Zhou Mei said this, she deliberately glanced at Shen Lingyu, who had been quietly sitting there since they came in. As expected, a ripple appeared on her previously calm face, and her body tensed.
In her heart, she couldn’t help but feel it was unfair to her son.
"Oh?" Yang Yunfeng, who had been playing with the lighter, put it out upon hearing this, frowned, and looked at her, "What was he doing there?"
"I don’t know either." Zhou Mei said angrily, thinking about it, "He seemed quite familiar, having Uncle wrapped around his finger."
They actually drove me away for them.
"Oh, and there was a young girl with Yang Yunhai." Zhou Mei looked at Shen Lingyu again and said, "She looked like that little fiancée of his."
"Looks pretty enough, but her tongue is razor-sharp."
She knew who I was, yet still gave me such a hard time.
Thinking of being rebuked by a young girl, Zhou Mei’s annoyance flared up again.
"It’s Gu Lingling, right?" Shen Lingyu, who had been silent all this time, finally showed some emotion, grasping her other arm tightly as she spoke.
"So what if it is her?" Yang Yunfeng pulled her hand over and said, "It’s good that she’s here. I wasn’t afraid she wouldn’t come."
"Alright, I won’t be in the way, take your wife upstairs to hang out. I’ll call you when dinner is ready." Zhou Mei said with a loving smile.
Yang Yunfeng stood up and took Shen Lingyu’s hand into the room.
"What’s wrong? Still can’t let go of him?"
Entering his room, Yang Yunfeng closed the door and pinned Shen Lingyu against the back of the door.
"I don’t." Shen Lingyu turned her face to the side.
"Still saying no?" Yang Yunfeng grabbed her chin with one hand, forcing her to look at him, "Look at how you were acting just now when talking about him."