"Then, Young Master, I'll cook for you before I go back."
Wu Wan was somewhat at a loss.
What kind of reasoning was it to leave right after taking the money?
She had to do some work.
Otherwise, the money would feel too hot to hold.
"No need. Start tomorrow. Right, this is money for buying groceries."
Ding Ling took several hundred yuan from his pocket and divided it between Wu Wan and Zhang Li. "The two of you can discuss what to buy. From now on, there'll only be the five of us eating at home."
"This..."
Wu Wan and Zhang Li were even more flustered.
However, faced with Ding Ling's unquestionable attitude, they could only accept the money, deeply moved. They secretly decided that they couldn't let Ding Ling's trust down, though there was something they had to clarify:
"Will the few of us be eating together? Or will the Old Master and Madam come over too?"
"Just us."
Ding Ling said, "I'm the only child in my family. From now on, the five of us will eat together. If guests come over, we'll decide then."
The only child...
The four of them, including Zhao Hu, were startled.
They hadn't expected their Young Master to be the only child in his family. It seemed something very bad had happened.
The way the four of them looked at Ding Ling grew gentler, especially Wu Wan and Zhang Li. Their eyes were filled with tenderness, kindness, and pity.
Wu Wan and the other three left with extremely complicated and turbulent emotions.
Afterward, Ding Ling took delivery of several vehicles.
There were five bicycles and five cars.
The villa was large enough to accommodate all of them.
The agent was named Liang YouSong.
He was a local power in Shanghai.