In the early morning, the curtains in the office were suddenly opened. Zhang Tianyue, who was sleeping, was dazzled by the sunlight that penetrated into the room. She covered her eyes with her hands and said in a hoarse voice: "Who is it?"

"Your mother!"

Zhang Tianyue put down her hands, waited for her eyes to adapt to the light, then squinted her peach blossom eyes and looked at the uninvited guest - Fang Runzhu, her mother.

Zhang Tianyue lifted the thin blanket around him and sat up: "Why are you here?"

Fang Runzhu looked at her daughter pinching her shoulders and beating her arms, feeling angry and distressed: "Do you dislike your home so much? You would rather sleep on the sofa in the office than see us at home?"

Zhang Tianyue stood up and stretched: "Professor Fang, pay attention to your wording. How can you and my dad use us?"

When Fang Runzhu quarreled with her husband, she often said: You are you, I am me, there is no "we" between you and me!

Fang Runzhu did not expect that her daughter would use these words to block her. She was speechless for a moment and could only express a warning with cold eyes.

Zhang Tianyue looked at his watch, it was not yet seven o'clock: "Did the quarrel start so early today?"

Fang Runzhu: "Can't you just expect us?"

It's us again. Zhang Tianyue smiled slightly, and Fang Runzhu knew that her daughter had taken advantage of her again, so she quickly changed the subject: "I brought you breakfast specially. Go and wash up."

Fang Runzhu took out the love breakfast she made one by one, and the small round table was instantly filled with lunch boxes.

The handmade sandwich is filled with cucumber, tomato and longli fish, cut into bite-sized pieces, and each piece is inserted firmly with a toothpick;

On the heart-shaped omelette, the half-cooked egg yolk is shiny, with dots of white sesame and black pepper on it;

The prawn salad comes with shredded purple cabbage, bitter chrysanthemum, chopped head lettuce and corn kernels;

Six pieces of exquisite hand-held foie gras sushi, plus a box of beautifully arranged fruits: kiwi with yellow heart, dragon fruit with red heart, and orange. The bright colors will make you appetite.

Zhang Tianyue, who came back from the shower, glanced at the exquisite breakfast and was not surprised. She had long been accustomed to it. Her mother is a Virgo, an extreme perfectionist who never misses any detail in life.

Fang Runzhu poured a cup of warm water from the water dispenser and handed it to her daughter. She then took out the thermos cup she brought and poured out the health-preserving soy milk inside.

"Did you lose the quarrel and get angry at my dad?" Zhang Tianyue ignored Fang Runzhu's maternal love and didn't give her any face.

Fang Runzhu ignored her image and glanced sideways at her daughter: "People say that my daughter is a caring little cotton-padded jacket. How come I have an enemy like you?"

Zhang Tianyue stuffed a piece of sushi into his mouth and slurred his words: "Because I am Zhang Chengguo's daughter."

Fang Runzhu raised her fist and waved at her daughter: "Are you worthy of me being pregnant for ten months?"

Zhang Tianyue ate a sandwich with a smile and gave his mother a thumbs up. Fang Runzhu immediately smiled.

Menopausal women are actually very easy to coax. Just say a few words to her and then flatter her. Once she is happy, her scars will heal and she will forget about the pain. It is a pity that her father does not have this kind of spirituality and cannot learn it no matter how hard he teaches.

Fang Runzhu watched her daughter eat with satisfaction, not ignoring her movements of turning her right shoulder from time to time. She got up and walked behind Zhang Tianyue to massage her: "Don't sleep in the office anymore. Women get old easily if they don't get enough rest."

Zhang Tianyue pulled away his mother's hand: "I used a little force on my right hand yesterday, it's okay."

Fang Runzhu frowned: "Why do you still do manual labor? Do you have to do it often?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Tianyue thought for a while, and she planned to punch Meng Tianzi twice as long as she had the opportunity. So she nodded to her mother: "Occasionally, you still have to do something."

Fang Runzhu's face suddenly darkened: "Where's Lao Zhou, when does he get to work? I want to ask him..."

Lao Zhou is the head of an advertising company.

Seeing that his mother took her words seriously, Zhang Tianyue quickly explained: "It has nothing to do with Mr. Zhou. Mom, you must not interfere with my work."

Fang Runzhu: "Then you go home for dinner tonight, or I will ask your father to close this company!"

Zhang Tianyue burst out laughing. She was clamoring for a divorce every day, but at the critical moment she took out her husband. She nodded: "I want to eat braised pig's trotters tonight."

Fang Runzhu stood up immediately: "I'm going to buy vegetables. The vegetables in the morning are the freshest."

After Fang Runzhu left, Zhang Tianyue looked at the time and saw that it was only half past seven. She thought about it, put the lunch box on the table into a bag, and walked out.

Zhang Tianyue came to the door of Room 508 of the Huamei Hotel and knocked gently and rhythmically: three times, three times, seven times.

She stopped her hand and put her ear close to the door. After a while, there was a gentle knock on the door from inside: twice, twice.

Zhang Tianyue sighed and hung the bag in his hand on the doorknob: "This is breakfast made by my mother. I think it's pretty good. I want to eat it with you."

Zhang Tianyue thought for a while, took off the bag and put it on the ground: "I ate a little and left the rest at the door. You can try it."

There was a knock on the door inside. Zhang Tianyue lowered his head in frustration and remained silent for a while: "Xu Ting, are you really not willing to see me?"

The door was quiet. Zhang Tianyue couldn't hide her disappointment, but she managed to squeeze out a smile: "It doesn't matter, I'll wait for you. If you need anything, send it to my phone and I'll deliver it to you." She paused, then hesitantly said: "

I……"

She wanted to say that I would avenge you, but she changed her mind in the end: "Yuting, don't be afraid. I have everything under my control and I will protect you."

After saying that, Zhang Tianyue turned around and strode away. She clenched her hands with anger in her fists: Meng Jiarui, Meng Tianzi, I want to seek justice from you on behalf of Yu Ting!

In the bathroom on the second floor of the small building in Yunding Villa, Meng Jiarui suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and sneezed three times in a row. Meng Zhicheng looked at his brother worriedly.

"Tianzi, do you have a cold? Did you come back too late last night and caught a cold outside? Or is it because coffee was poured on you yesterday?"

As soon as Meng Zhicheng finished speaking, he felt his younger brother's two glances on his face. They were very unfriendly! He wished he could put a zipper on his mouth.

"How did you know I was splashed?"

Meng Zhicheng licked his lips: "You said so yourself."

"Give me back the skin care products." Meng Jiarui put his hand on Meng Zhicheng's face.

Meng Zhicheng took a step back to avoid his hand: "I, I heard what grandma said."

Meng Jiarui followed closely and put his hand on his face: "Give me back the suitcase you took from me before the Chinese New Year."

Meng Zhicheng swallowed. The suitcase was from a luxury brand. He had already given it to a female colleague he had pursued before. How could he be so embarrassed to ask her to get it back?

"I...went on a blind date at Wal-Mart yesterday."

Meng Zhicheng twisted his mouth and forced out an ugly smile, looking at his brother flatteringly.

Suddenly laughter and voices came from downstairs. Meng Zhicheng's eyes lit up and he found his savior: "Liu Hui is here!"

When the two Meng brothers arrived at the restaurant, Liu Hui was praising Meng Jiarui, and Liu Meidi and Tian Yawen were so laughing that they couldn't help but laugh.

Tian Yawen greeted her son: "I'm waiting for you." She stretched out her hand to pull Liu Hui: "Sit down and have something to eat together."

Liu Hui was very familiar with the Meng family and was not polite. He sat down and picked up his chopsticks.

Meng Jiarui looked back and forth, but Meng Qiang was nowhere to be seen: "Where's Dad?"

Only then did Tian Yawen notice that her husband was not there. He looked outside the door and was about to speak. Liu Hui raised his hand and reported, "Uncle is outside signing for the mail."

Liu Meidi was curious: "What email?"

"U.S. mail. Grandma, it turns out you have American relatives in your family!"

Liu Meidi paused, then suddenly her face became condensed. She turned to look at Tian Yawen aside, only to find that her daughter-in-law was also looking at her.

The look between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law attracted Meng Jiarui's attention: "Why haven't I heard you mention it?"

Tian Yawen came to his senses first and waved his hand: "No. It's not the website that Zhicheng created for our villa."

Meng Zhicheng was puzzled: "What's wrong with the website?"

Tian Yawen: "Last time, a foreigner said he wanted to travel and used our place as a B&B."

Liu Hui was very happy when he heard this: "You can just consult online for this kind of thing, and you even sent an international email specially, you idiot."

Liu Meidi suddenly slapped the old man on the forehead: "I'm such a fool. I forgot to take my medicine this morning."
Chapter completed!