Song Ziyi: "Wanwan, do you have time tomorrow? @Wanwan is a fairy"
Ye Wanwan looked at their messages and thought about how they still hadn’t left her side, feeling a sigh of relief. It was great that everything was still in time.
Ye Wanwan quickly replied: "Yeah, I’m free, let’s have dinner together tomorrow."
Song Ziyi seemed to be quite free at the moment. After seeing Ye Wanwan’s reply, she started to chat with Ye Wanwan in the group.
The person who was originally thinking about preparing a resume had now cast aside both the resume and that stinky man Shen Yi, engaging in a spree of messages in the group.
If it weren’t for the fact that Song Ziyi had just returned to the country today and she was a bit overly excited, afraid that Song Ziyi would find her strange, Ye Wanwan would have definitely asked to meet up directly. She really missed her close friends.
Shen Yi had finished work early today, planning to spend some time with his wife.
Upon his return, he saw Ye Wanwan smiling brilliantly, currently assisting Auntie at the dining table, setting the tableware together.
Seeing him enter, she also said cheerily, "Dinner is ready, we can eat now."
Shen Yi slightly raised his eyebrows; this was the first time in a long while he had heard Ye Wanwan speak to him with such a joyful tone.
It was as if she had returned to being that carefree young girl from the start.
Shen Yi wondered to himself what could make her so happy. Was the job hunting going smoothly?
Shen Yi put down his briefcase, washed his hands first, then went to the dining room and sat beside Ye Wanwan.
Shen Yi asked casually, "You seem very happy today; is the job hunt going well?"
Ye Wanwan shook her head, still with a full smile, "I’ve just sent out resumes, it’s not that fast."
After chatting in the group that morning, Ye Wanwan prepared her resume in the afternoon and submitted it to several companies.
"But Ziyi has returned from abroad, and we have planned to eat together tomorrow," Ye Wanwan said.
"So soon?" Shen Yi remembered this person well—Song Family’s youngest daughter, also Ye Wanwan’s closest girlfriend.
The Shen Family and the Song Family were not involved in the same field, but after all, everyone belonged to the same circle. Song Zihe, Ziyi’s older brother, often met him at the same events.
Especially since Ye Wanwan had mentioned it before, which was why he had a particularly deep impression.
"Hmm." Ye Wanwan nodded while eating the sweet and sour pork ribs, her cheeks puffed out on both sides, chewing vigorously.
Seeing Ye Wanwan in this silly state, Shen Yi felt completely relaxed, as long as she was okay.
Ye Wanwan had been emotionally off recently, and as her husband, how could he not worry?
Now, seeing her smiling happily, Shen Yi almost subconsciously followed with a smile.
Ye Wanwan applied her makeup early, dressed in a pretty skirt, and got everything ready just waiting for the right time to leave.
Ye Wanwan sat in the living room downstairs, occasionally glancing at her phone. Somehow, time seemed especially slow today, making her a bit anxious.
Finally, when it was five o’clock, Ye Wanwan abruptly stood up, grabbed her small bag, and rushed to the foyer to change shoes, then left the villa without looking back.