The Chubby Rich Daughter’s Counterattack - Chapter 119

Chapter 119 Rome Wasn’t Constructed in a Day

The thin man who was driving said fiercely, “If we weren’t in a hurry to see our boss, I wouldn’t have let her off so easily!”

Song Jiaren didn’t continue to follow. To her, the most important thing now was to find Song Chuyan.

When she returned home, it was already noon.

Song Meiyu was watching Jiang Cang do his homework in the garden pavilion. Ye Zhentian was drinking tea at the side. There were some oil stains on his clothes that made him look more down-to-earth.

Song Jiaren asked curiously, “Mom, why are you all here? Have you eaten?”

Before Song Meiyu could speak, Ye Zhentian covered his mouth and coughed twice. “Jiaren, my cooking wasn’t too successful. Let’s eat the chef’s food later.”

Song Meiyu snorted coldly when she heard that and said angrily, “It’s not just not very successful. If you want to cook, then go back to your house. My kitchen was about to be burnt down by you. I definitely won’t let you into the kitchen again.”

Ye Zhentian was a little disappointed. He saw that Song Meiyu was in a bad mood and wanted to make her happy.

Song Jiaren held Song Meiyu’s hand and whispered into her ear with a smile, “Mr. Ye was just being kind. Mom, why do I feel like you’re very happy?” Song Meiyu looked at Ye Zhentian’s sorry figure and smiled. She said, “No way, don’t talk nonsense. Hey, what’s that in your hand?” Song Jiaren slapped her head and placed the food in her hands on the table. She smiled and said, “If Mom didn’t tell me, I would have forgotten. I bought this food. Let’s eat this.”

Song Meiyu glared at Ye Zhentian and smiled as she said, “Jiaren has foresight. Let’s eat then.”

Jiang Cang quickly put away the reference book and helped open the box. The thermos was very good, and when he opened it, the food was piping hot. Ye Zhentian went to the kitchen to get a few sets of cutlery. The four of them sat down and started eating

Song Meiyu liked bland food and was about to pour some water when Ye Zhentian poured some water and placed it in front of her.

Ye Zhentian said seriously, “I also feel that what happened today is a little childish. I won’t do it again in the future. Don’t worry, Meiyu.”

Song Meiyu’s expression was a little unsightly as she said coldly, “You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. No one forced you to.”

Ye Zhentian was somewhat dumbfounded. When did he say he didn’t want to do it?

Song Jiaren giggled. Her mother and Mr. Ye were like a couple.

Jiang Cang took a sip of the soup and said seriously, “Mr. Ye, you’re so stupid. Miss Meiyu wants you to cook more often.” Ye Zhentian looked at Song Meiyu in confusion. Song Meiyu blushed and patted Jiang Cang on the head. “Children shouldn’t talk nonsense.”

Song Jiaren smiled and said, “Rome wasn’t built in a day. Mr. Ye, continue to work hard.”

Song Jiaren said the word “continue” very loudly, and Ye Zhentian instantly understood. He looked at Song Meiyu and said, “I will.”

In the afternoon, Song Jiaren searched every hospital in the city. From the looks of it, she couldn’t trust the police too much. There were a total of thirty hospitals of all sizes. She hired ten people to check if Song Chuyan was in any of the hospitals. She held Song Chuyan’s photo and sighed secretly. These days, she had been avoiding questions about Song Chuyan. What was Song Chuyan’s situation like at that time? Did he fall off the cliff to save her?