Yi Xiaoli was pulled away by her mother, and Hao Chunying and the others returned to the house to continue their meal. After what had just happened, everyone's mood was affected.
Especially Ye Zijun, who kept pouring himself drink after drink to drown his sorrows. Ye Fangfei and the others didn’t try to persuade him; they understood he needed to vent a little by drinking.
Once they finished eating, Ye Jianguo took his family away, feeling quite happy to gather together for dumplings. But then Yi Xiaoli came over and caused a scene—what could one say about that?
After sending off their parents, Ye Fangfei and Tang Zhi began to clear the dishes. "Is Yi Xiaoli really that foolish? Is she really willing to let her mother sell her out for her brother?" Ye Fangfei expressed her confusion about Yi Xiaoli's actions.
"I don't understand either. How can someone be so stupid? If you ask me, your brother should just get a divorce," Tang Zhi replied. "Yi Xiaoli's family is like a bottomless pit; no matter how much money they have, it will never be enough."
"Better to leave early while she's still young and can find someone suitable," he added.
Ye Fangfei nodded in agreement. "Exactly, when you don't cut off the mess, you'll only suffer from it. Yi Xiaoli is fine in other aspects, but she’s completely unclear about her family."
"Even if she remarries, as long as she doesn’t change her habit of supporting her brother, she won’t be able to make it work."
"Yeah, she’s just a fool." Then Tang Zhi remembered something and said, "By the way, my comrade is coming to visit. I’d like to invite him over for dinner; what do you think?"
"Is it the comrade who helped you arrange your job? Then we definitely need to treat him well," Ye Fangfei responded readily.
"When is he coming? Does he have any dietary restrictions?" she asked.
"Come on, anyone who can help a comrade get a position in a place like the Beijing Transportation Department must come from an extraordinary background. Ordinary people wouldn’t even have a chance to get close. Now that we have this connection through our comrade, we must maintain it."
"Not to mention Ye Fangfei’s status; living in this world without knowing how to maintain relationships is useless."
Tang Zhi knew his wife wouldn’t refuse, but he was still pleased to see how much she cared about his comrade. Her attention towards his friend was essentially an expression of care for him.
Looking at Ye Fangfei with eyes so soft they could almost drip water, he said, "He doesn’t have any dietary restrictions; just cook whatever you like."
"I saved his life on the battlefield; we share a bond that goes beyond friendship."
I was thinking about inviting him to a state-run hotel for a meal, but he mentioned wanting to come over to my place instead. I thought that would work out well since I also wanted to introduce you to him.
As for the date, I haven't set it with him yet. I wouldn't dare make any decisions without your consent.
Ye Fangfei felt a bit shy under his gaze and playfully nudged Tang Zhi. "What are you talking about? How could I possibly disagree?"
"Feel free to set the date. I'll prepare the dishes in advance," she added.
"I'll help you get everything ready. There's no way I'm going to let you do all the work by yourself," Tang Zhi replied.
Ye Fangfei smiled and nodded. Unlike many men today who are overly patriarchal, Tang Zhi was different. He never hesitated to help around the house, even when he got home from work.
Whenever he was at home, he took care of all the household chores—washing clothes, cooking, and looking after the kids. There wasn't anything he couldn't do. Even if he wasn't skilled at something, he would always be by Ye Fangfei's side, offering assistance instead of lounging around. This was what she appreciated most about him.
The two of them worked together, washing pots and scrubbing dishes, tidying up the kitchen.
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