Chapter 416: Chapter 416
Such a young age with this kind of disposition and means, she’ll be remarkable when she grows up.
Ren Mingze chuckled softly. Indeed, it’s fortunate she didn’t inherit the genes of her useless father; some traits in her resemble this uncle of hers. If well nurtured, she could take over his position in the future.
After coaxing Ren Wensu to sleep, Gao Yuyue tucked her in, adjusted the room temperature, then sat by the bedside, quietly watching the sleeping woman.
There were some things she couldn’t tell her mother.
During her investigation, she inadvertently discovered some things.
For example, why her father’s glamorous female secretary, who used to be around a few years ago, suddenly resigned, and how Qing Hong’s face bore a six or seven tenths resemblance to that of the resigned female secretary...
Indeed, he was meticulously set up, but the seeds of infidelity were sown long ago. This time, it was simply a case of reaping what he sowed, not deserving of any sympathy.
Pitiful is her mother, kept in the dark from beginning to end.
A husband and father seen by everyone as good was merely an elaborate façade. She couldn’t bear to let her mother be deceived any longer and was determined to force her to divorce him.
When you need to cut, you must cut; otherwise, you’ll invite chaos.
Such a man is no longer worth longing for.
"Mom, I only hope you can always be calm and happy."
"An’an, why did you come back so late?" Luo Wan walked over and took Shen You’an’s backpack.
"You haven’t eaten yet, have you? Shall I make you a bowl of noodles?"
"Sure, thank you, Auntie."
Luo Wan jokingly scolded, "You child, why be so polite with Auntie?"
Luo Wan’s gaze landed on Shen You’an’s clothes, and she instinctively frowned.
"At such a young age, you should dress vibrant and youthful. Why do you insist on wearing such old-fashioned clothes? I’ll throw out all the black clothes in your wardrobe one of these days and see what you wear then?"
Shen You’an smiled helplessly.
After returning to her room to change into casual clothes, she plugged in her phone to charge, and Luo Wan called her to eat from outside.
Just as Shen You’an was about to leave, her phone lit up; a call was coming in, but the phone was on silent, so she didn’t hear it.
Using aged vinegar, sesame oil, white sugar, salt, and dried shrimp as seasonings, pour boiling water over, add noodles cooked to eighty percent doneness, top with a poached egg, a few green vegetables, and sprinkle with chopped scallions; a simple sour soup noodle was ready.
The simplest ingredients carried the warmest flavors of the world.
Shen You’an picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat when the doorbell suddenly rang.
"It must be your uncle back again, I’ll get the door."
Luo Wan came out of the kitchen and walked over to open the door.
Outside stood a young girl with a pale face, looking quite unwell.
"Did you get the wrong door?"
"Hello, Auntie, I’m looking for Shen You’an."
Luo Wan turned back: "An’an, is she your friend?"
Shen You’an walked over, saw Gao Yuyue outside, and instinctively frowned.
"Come in first." She bent down, took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, and placed them before her.
Gao Yuyue said nothing, bowing her head and quietly changing her shoes.
Luo Wan cautiously asked, "Young lady, have you eaten? If not, I can make you a simple bowl of noodles?" Latest content published on novel fire.net
Gao Yuyue caught a whiff of the aroma of aged vinegar and sesame oil, causing her stomach to churn with acid.
She hadn’t eaten all day and now felt so hungry that she had no strength to speak.
"Alright, alright, I’ll make it, An’an, you accompany your friend."
Luo Wan hurried back into the kitchen.
Shen You’an led her to the dining table, sat down, and pushed the untouched bowl of noodles toward her, "You eat first."
Gao Yuyue said nothing and picked up the chopsticks to eat.
Though her manner was graceful, it was apparent she was extremely hungry, almost gobbling up the food quickly, yet looking attractive while doing so.
Gao Yuyue had eaten noodles costing hundreds or thousands per bowl, but none tasted as good as these simple sour soup noodles.
"Auntie’s cooking is indeed excellent; this is the best bowl of noodles I’ve ever had in my life."
Shen You’an shook her head and laughed, "You’re so young, and already talking about your whole life."
The bowl of noodles was soon finished.
Luo Wan brought out another bowl of noodles, saw this scene, and said, "Are you full? If not, you can have this bowl too?"
"No, thank you, Auntie, I’m full."
Gao Yuyue put down the chopsticks, placed her hands folded on her abdomen, polite and well-mannered, "Sorry for troubling you so late at night, I hope you don’t mind."
Girls raised in wealth always exude a certain nobility, and Gao Yuyue even more so. When she composures, she is like a real noble lady. Luo Wan had never seen such a beautiful and noble girl, and quickly waved her hand.
"What are you saying, you’re An’an’s friend, you’re welcome here anytime. You must still have a lot to talk about; I’ll go to my room to rest. An’an, after you finish eating, just leave the bowl on the table, I’ll tidy up in the morning."