Chapter 111: Tan Jiao 15 (2)
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Previously, Wu Yu told me that the Chengs usually stayed in Beijing, and Feng Yan had married Professor Cheng twenty years ago. This meant that they had been living together like this for a very long time.

It must be detrimental for the family to always be so on edge.

“What are you thinking about?” Wu Yu suddenly asked softly.

Though we were sitting together, there was still some space between us.

“Nothing.” I looked at him and smiled.

We looked at each other for a few seconds before he turned away without showing any expression. However, the look in his eyes caused my heart to race a little. It was as if there was something between us, but neither of us wanted to talk about it.

Around midday, the doorbell rang, and Tan Lanlan went to open the door. Her laughter sounded. “Zhiwei, you’re here. You brought so many things. Grandmother, Zhiwei is here.”

The man’s voice was deep, husky, and sounded somewhat joyous. “Thank you for your help. Mrs. Cheng, happy New Year.”

I never expected Zheng Baozhu’s boyfriend to be this handsome.

Zheng Zhiwei was about 1.7 meters tall. Although he was not as tall as Wu Yu, he was pretty tall for a southerner. He wore a black wool coat and a suit inside, looking very smart. His handsome face coupled with his smile radiated with positivity. Wu Yu had told me that this man’s wealth was inherited. Although his family was not super rich, they still owned a medium-sized company. That was why he was still compatible with the Cheng family.

He too would have died at the fire that broke out.

Zheng Zhiwei carried a few boxes of ginseng bird’s nests and handed them to the smiling Tang Lanlan. That smile grew even broader when she heard Zheng Zhiwei’s whisper. Then she went in with the gifts. Feng Yan wiped her hands on the apron after coming out of the kitchen and greeted Zheng Zhiwei with a smile.

Zheng Zhiwei replied pleasantly, “Yo, sister-in-law. Happy New Year. Where’s Baozhu?”

“Upstairs.”

Glancing at the things he was carrying, old madam Cheng let out a slight smile and said, “Why buy these things? You kn

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