"It’s not that I’m criticizing you, sister-in-law," Wang Shuyun elegantly stood up with a smile and said, "sometimes when people speak, they should leave some leeway for themselves. Don’t speak so definitively."
"Look at that slap on the face, I feel the pain for you." After saying this, she walked to the door and opened it, speaking to Yang Aiguo outside, "Why are you just coming back now? Your sister-in-law thought you were busy again."
Yang Aiguo glanced indifferently at Zhou Mei.
"Doesn’t Dad love braised ribs? I went to Taoran Inn and got some," Yang Aiguo lifted the bag in his hand and squinted with a smile, "also, the Lu Hua chicken you love."
"Yang Aiguo, you’re really..." Wang Shuyun laughed and gave a thumbs up, "You understand me too well."
She was just thinking, after having lunch at the Yang Family, she’d take Gu Lingling to Taoran Inn for a big dinner, with braised ribs and Lu Hua chicken definitely on the must-order list.
Unexpectedly, Yang Aiguo just brought them back directly.
Although the taste might be a tad lesser than at the restaurant, the slap was satisfying.
Looking at Zhou Mei, whose face turned red and black alternately, if it weren’t for the inappropriate occasion, Wang Shuyun would have liked to laugh out loud.
Yang Aihua glanced at his aggrieved wife and then smiled at Wang Shuyun, saying, "When it comes to gourmet food, no one can beat my big bro."
Wang Shuyun ignored him and went forward to take things from Yang Aiguo.
"It’s a bit hot, I’ll take it to the kitchen directly." Yang Aiguo didn’t let her take it and walked in with a smile.
Wang Shuyun glanced at the two standing in the courtyard, smiled, and also followed into the kitchen.
"How did these two become so close?" Zhou Mei said in surprise.
Weren’t they always at each other’s throats whenever they met before?
Unexpected romance!
This time, not only didn’t they argue, but they were quite harmonious, and she even felt a bit envious.
You know, after all these years, Yang Aihua had never known what she liked to eat, let alone bought her any favorite things.
She walked into the house, took the bag from Yang Aihua, and kneeled down to help him change his shoes.
In the past, Zhou Mei never felt anything about doing these things, but today there was a slightly sour taste.
Just now, when Yang Aiguo went in, he took the initiative to change his shoes, put them on, and also took Wang Shuyun’s shoes out and placed them in front of her.
Looking at how natural Yang Aiguo was, there was no awkwardness at all.
Then look at herself.
Don’t even mention Yang Aihua fetching the slippers for her, even asking him to casually grab a coat for her was impossible.
Truly, without comparison, there’s no harm.
"Where are Yun Feng and Xiao Yu?" Ma Zhenxian came out and asked Zhou Mei.
"They said they’d be back later," Zhou Mei covered for her son, "He’s accompanying Xiao Yu to buy things."
Seeing Yang Aiguo and Wang Shuyun come out of the kitchen, she smiled and said, "We’ll eat when Yun Feng gets back." Then added, "Shuyun has great taste, I think that kid is a good one."
"Of course," Wang Shuyun, flattered, had no embarrassment but instead said proudly, "My daughter, Lingling, is the best, everything about her is great, nothing bad at all."
Just as Shen Lingyu walked through the door, "..."
She lowered her head, changed her shoes, and walked in, "Aunt Wang is here."
"Why still call her Aunt? You should start calling her Aunty from now on," Zhou Mei said with a smile, "My Xiao Yu is also the best."