"Xiao Yuan, why did you get back so late? Wujin has been waiting here for you for an hour!"
When Mother Ye saw her daughter and son come in, she immediately started complaining.
Ye Yuan could only smile at his mother's reproach.
Then he looked at Zhang Wujin and asked,
"Why didn't you call me when you got here?
"Wasn't your flight today? Why haven't you left yet?"
"My flight is at eleven tonight. I had plenty of time, so I thought I'd mooch a meal at your place. That's okay, right, Auntie?"
Zhang Wujin's final sentence was directed at Mother Ye.
"Of course it's okay.
"What do you want to eat, kid? Auntie will make it for you right away."
Mother Ye was naturally delighted.
This classmate of her son's was incredibly sweet-talking. He had just made her very happy.
Besides, she had heard that he was her daughter-in-law's cousin, which made him family from the maternal side.
How could she possibly neglect him?
"I like anything Auntie makes. Don't worry, Auntie, I'm not picky at all!"
Zhang Wujin's mouth truly was something else.
As long as it was a woman, he could sweet-talk her into a great mood.
Well... Zhao Ximin excluded.
"You and that mouth of yours."
Ye Yuan pointed at Zhang Wujin, then shook his head.
"Grandma, have a seat! I need to talk to Ye Yuan about something!"
As he spoke, Zhang Wujin pulled Ye Yuan toward the villa's courtyard.
"What is it? Why did we have to come out here to talk?"
Ye Yuan was curious. What could Zhang Wujin possibly need to say away from his family?
You know Old Zhao isn't going home for the New Year, right?
Rather than answering Ye Yuan's question, Zhang Wujin asked one of his own.
"Yeah.