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Tong Le walked into the dining room, where Zhang Huizhi, with a sarcastic tone, spoke up, "You've been holed up in your bedroom all morning. What have you been doing? Lying around playing on your phone and watching videos? Ever since your parents left, you've been lying around at home for a whole month. Meanwhile, we, Ke Wenjie and I, have been busy taking care of everything. Don’t you think it’s time you found something to do? I saw that the store downstairs is hiring cashiers. Since you have nothing to do, why not earn some pocket money?"
Tong Le had gotten used to not retorting. She admitted to herself that in the past, she had been weak, obedient to her mother-in-law, overly dependent on her husband, and always accommodating to her best friend. It was only now that she realized why she had allowed herself to be treated this way. Why did those wicked people think they could walk all over her? She was once cherished by her father! Like Ke Wenjie, she had graduated from a prestigious university. If it weren't for Ke Wenjie’s family scheming against her, if it weren't for Lan Qingqing colluding with Ke Wenjie to plot against her, and if it weren't for the need to care for her bedridden father, how could she have ended up in such a dire situation?
She felt both angry and relieved—relieved that she hadn’t made one mistake after another, relieved that she could regain her faith and strategize in the darkness. She already knew the specific information about that piece of land; she could leave Ke Wenjie at any time and live a prosperous life relying on it. But she was unwilling to escape like that; she couldn’t just hand over Tong Company without a fight, nor could she let Ke Wenjie and Lan Qingqing benefit from her misfortune!
Ignoring her mother-in-law's words, Tong Le took a bottle of mineral water from the fridge and started drinking. Zhang Huizhi was irritated and deliberately knocked over a plate of sunflower seeds, exclaiming loudly, "Oh no! The plate has fallen! You should clean it up!"
Just as Tong Le was about to respond, the doorbell rang—it was Lan Qingqing arriving. Carrying a thermal bag, Lan Qingqing entered with a sweet and friendly smile.
Dressed elegantly and gently with well-styled hair and light makeup that enhanced her features, Lan Qingqing greeted Zhang Huizhi first upon entering. Seeing Lan Qingqing arrive made Zhang Huizhi beam with joy; she adored Lan Qingqing. According to Zhang Huizhi, Lan Qingqing was the perfect daughter-in-law candidate. However, life is not always as one wishes.
Tong Le took the bag from Lan Qingqing’s hands as Zhang Huizhi intentionally remarked for Tong Le's benefit, "I heard that Lan Qingqing is preparing for her graduate school entrance exams? Oh my! She’s so impressive—studying hard day and night—unlike some people who lack ambition."
Tong Le carried the bag into the dining room and pulled out a ceramic bowl filled with an enticing aroma. Having tasted good food before—after all, she had been spoiled since childhood—she could tell just by smelling it that this bowl of rib soup came from high-quality ingredients and seasonings.
She recalled what the private investigator had told her earlier; this bowl of rib soup was takeout from a filthy little restaurant infested with flies. Not only that, but Lan Qingqing had also stirred in used tissues that someone else had blown their nose into.
Tong Le couldn’t help but sneer inwardly at such lowly tactics. A high-end ceramic bowl paired with this filthy rib soup truly reflected Lan Qingqing's character—appearing delicate and charming on the outside but rotten at the core.
As Lan Qingqing entered the dining room and linked arms with Tong Le affectionately, she said with concern, "Darling, I got this rib from an imported supermarket; it’s super expensive! I’ve simmered it for a long time just for you to nourish your body—please give it a try."
Tong Le turned around to grab three empty bowls and called out to the living room, "Mom! Come drink some soup! Lan Qingqing brought ingredients from an imported supermarket; it smells amazing!"
Lan Qingqing instinctively blinked quickly, hesitating momentarily before smiling in response, "Yes, Auntie! You should try some too."
Tong Le served three bowls of soup as the three women gathered around the dining table. Lan Qingqing pushed her bowl towards Tong Le and said with sparkling eyes, "You drink it first, darling! I’m already full; besides, these ingredients are precious—I made it especially for you to nourish your body. I won’t have any; it would be wasteful if I did."
Upon hearing that they were imported ingredients, Zhang Huizhi couldn’t resist taking big gulps of soup while praising Lan Qingqing’s culinary skills!
Watching Zhang Huizhi down an entire bowl of soup made Tong Le think about how it contained someone else’s snot mixed in—it was almost comical.
Tong Le pretended to pick up a spoon but just as she was about to taste it, she feigned nausea and turned towards the sink to gag dramatically.
Lan Qingqing was startled, while Zhang Huizhi looked on in confusion.
"What's wrong, Tong Le?" Lan Qingqing asked nervously. "Are you feeling unwell?"
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