A sudden shout from the living room diverted Jiang Li's attention. Holding her phone, she whispered, "Mr. Xiao, I'm not interested in your private life. You don't need to report it to me. I'm going to have dinner."
After saying that, she hung up and returned to the living room.
The room was much warmer than outside.
The old lady was very efficient. Before long, she had cooked several hot and delicious dishes.
The two nannies here were arranged by Sheng Shuocheng before. They had to take good care of the old lady. Since they didn't help with cooking, they quickly went into the kitchen to carry out the food and tableware.
There was a dish of preserved egg with tofu, a dish of grandma's veal, a dish of stir - fried sweet shrimp, and a small portion of Meiling Congee.
Simple yet sumptuous.
Jiang Li walked over and sat down at the dining table. With a beaming smile, she took a deep breath. "Wow, it smells so good."
Her sincere compliment made Cheng Yingchun feel delighted. The old and the young sat down to have dinner, and the atmosphere was very warm.
During the meal, Cheng Yingchun kept observing Jiang Li. She tasted every dish. When she took the first sip of the Meiling Congee, her eyes lit up, and she lowered her head and drank several mouthfuls.
"Do you like it?" Cheng Yingchun asked with a smile in her voice.
Jiang Li nodded, her eyes shining. She couldn't help but keep sighing. "It's really delicious!"
"If you like it, drink more. I cooked it specially for you," Cheng Yingchun said gently, looking at her. "Your taste is really similar to Azhi's."
"I originally planned to make milk and fish maw soup, but I remembered that you're also allergic to milk. So I changed it at the last minute. I was afraid you'd find it too sweet and not used to it."
"Azhi is allergic to milk, so I often cook porridge for her in different ways to make up for the fact that she can't drink milk."
Jiang Li listened quietly while drinking the porridge. She couldn't help but sigh that the world was really wonderful.
There were actually two people so similar.
So similar in appearance, taste, and even allergic to milk.
Perhaps this was what people called "fate."
When they were halfway through dinner, suddenly the doorbell rang. One nanny went to open the door, and the other reported, "Madam, Mr. Sheng is here."
Hearing this, Jiang Li immediately tensed up. Even the congee in her bowl didn't taste sweet anymore.
Her body was a bit stiff. It was definitely too late to run now. She could only sit upright with a stiff neck, but her heart was already filled with unease.
Sheng Shuocheng hung his overcoat in the entrance. When he changed his shoes, he saw a pair of young woman's shoes, and he roughly guessed what was going on.
When he walked to the dining table and saw the face he expected, he didn't feel surprised.
"Why did you come here so late?" Cheng Yingchun asked when she saw him.
"I came to mooch a meal," Sheng Shuocheng said simply. He pulled out a chair and sat down. The nanny quickly prepared a set of tableware.
Looking at Sheng Shuocheng sitting across from her without moving, Jiang Li was extremely panicked. But she was always good at controlling her emotions. She looked calm on the surface and smiled. "Hello, Mr. Sheng."
The more nervous she was, the more stable Jiang Li could perform, not letting others see any loopholes or flaws in her emotions.
Just like at this moment.
"You don't need to be so formal at home," Sheng Shuocheng waved his hand, his expression gentle. "Let's have dinner."
Although the conversation was normal, Jiang Li was so nervous that she couldn't eat. She unconsciously stirred the congee in her bowl with a spoon and didn't put a single spoonful into her mouth for a long time.
Cheng Yingchun was concerned about Jiang Li. Seeing that she was absent - minded, she immediately said bluntly, "As soon as you come, the little girl can't even eat properly."
Sheng Shuocheng glanced at Jiang Li and said unhurriedly, "It's my fault for coming at a bad time. I'll call in advance next time."
Jiang Li didn't want there to be a rift between them because of her. She quickly said something nice. "Grandma, don't blame Mr. Sheng. I'm already full and can't eat anymore."
"Oh dear, the little girl only ate so little?" Cheng Yingchun's serious face just now immediately turned into a bright smile when facing Jiang Li. "Eat more. Gaining some weight is good for your health."
After saying that, she picked up a shrimp and put it in Jiang Li's bowl.
"You should stop eating. You're getting old. Eating less is good for your liver," Cheng Yingchun retracted her chopsticks and added coldly.
Sheng Shuocheng: "..."
This was what was called differential treatment!
Jiang Li was so nervous that she didn't even dare to raise her head. She said, "Thank you, Grandma," and lowered her head to eat silently.
After the meal, Sheng Shuocheng took out a cigarette and lit it. Cheng Yingchun gave him a look, and Sheng Shuocheng immediately extinguished the cigarette sensibly.
Jiang Li wanted to laugh.
But she didn't dare to.
After chatting with the old lady for a few more words, it was almost time to leave. Jiang Li felt that she could finally be liberated.
Unexpectedly, just as she was about to leave, Cheng Yingchun said, "It's not safe at night. You go and see the little girl off."
Jiang Li shook her head like a rattle. "No need, Grandma. Your place is very close to my home. I can get there by taxi in a few minutes..."
Sheng Shuocheng said casually, "I'm going back too. It's on the way."
Jiang Li: "… Thank you, Mr. Sheng."
While changing her shoes in the entrance, she was still thinking about the probability of Sheng Shuocheng silencing her tonight.
Cheng Yingchun walked over with a smile. "Lili, call me to report your safety when you get home."
Hearing this, Jiang Li felt as if she had taken a reassurance pill. She was almost on the verge of tears. "Okay, Grandma. I'll definitely call you as soon as I get home safely."
After saying that, she couldn't help but glance timidly at Sheng Shuocheng.
Sheng Shuocheng almost burst out laughing.
After getting in the car, Jiang Li was obviously more nervous and vigilant than the last time Sheng Shuocheng took her to see Cheng Yingchun. Her eyes were fixed on the window and didn't move.
Seeing her in a state of high alert, Sheng Shuocheng couldn't help but smile and asked, "You seem more afraid of me than last time. What are you afraid of?"
"Still afraid that you'll sell me," Jiang Li gave the same answer as before.
Last time it might not be the case, but this time it was hard to say.
He had listened to his subordinates' reports on the work progress for a whole day in Shengshi today. At this moment, he felt a bit relaxed. He said coldly, "Since you know you can't afford to offend me, why didn't you think about the consequences when you said those harsh words?"
Jiang Li knew that Sheng Shuocheng definitely wouldn't let it go.
She closed her eyes resignedly, shifted her gaze from the car window to the inside of the car, and sighed helplessly. "People always have impulsive moments."
"So, people have to pay for their impulses," Sheng Shuocheng said calmly.
Jiang Li of course understood.
She pursed her lips, her hands gradually tightening. She remained silent, waiting for Sheng Shuocheng's final judgment.
Whether he wanted to kill or torture her, she was ready.
"Why haven't you been to the drama troupe recently?" After waiting for a while, she didn't expect him to say this. "I heard from the person in charge of the drama troupe that you haven't been there for two weeks. Are you absent from work without permission?"
He suddenly brought up this matter. Jiang Li thought for a while and then told him her thoughts. "I thought you would fire me."
"Instead of waiting for you to say it, I'd better be smart and leave the drama troupe voluntarily."