Chapter 95: Life, why is it so helpless?

  After seeing off Chen's husband and wife, Xi Mei finally put down her obedient and well-behaved face.

  "Speak up, what's your take on this hot pot matter?" Prince Wang Han asked bluntly.

  Wang Zihan didn't speak, and lightly picked up the teacup beside him to take a sip of tea before slowly opening his mouth: "I don't have any thoughts, the key is what kind of thought you are."

  Sister Xi looked at him with an air of being in control of everything, but she was actually annoyed. Did he really think she was like her parents and would 'spare his feelings' due to the friendship between their two families?

  Watching Xi Mei's changing expression, Wang Zihan smiled lightly, "How about it? Shall we go to the next room to discuss?"

  This remark was in line with Xi Mei's intentions. With this kind of person, plus that young master Zheng who was also looking at her with a seemingly smiling but actually not smiling expression, it was better to say nothing.

  After handing over to Rui Xuan, Xi Mei followed Wang Zihan into the next room.

  The prince lifted his wide sleeves and helped the bride's sister pull out a chair, indicating for her to sit down.

  Xi Mei snorted and thought to herself, "You think you can win me over with your flattery? Think again! I'm not going to back down just because of you. Let me tell you, the door is closed!"

  "Hey, girl, you're really framing me this time. Wang Zihan is actually eager for the Chen family to prosper."

  In this way, his marriage has some chips.

  "Hey." Xi Mei tapped the table impatiently, "You're the one who called me over to discuss something, you're the one who's here and not speaking, what's going on?"

  Looking at the little girl opposite him with a frown and a cold attitude, it was as if she was about to jump up in anger. Wang Ziheng felt puzzled, how could this world be so strange? They were all born from the same mother, but the gap between them was too big.

  Seeing him finally coming back to his senses, Xi Mei said: "We've already agreed on this. The osmanthus egg has already given your Wang family an advantage, and this hot pot must be dominated by our Chen family."

  Xī jiě deeply knew that she couldn't outtalk him, so at the beginning, she made her point clear to avoid being led astray by that person again.

  After finishing speaking, the man would immediately object or think for a moment and haggle with her. Unexpectedly, he said "Good!" decisively after she finished speaking.

  He only saw his lips move, and Xi Mei subconsciously began to refute. She didn't even hear what the other person had just said, and muttered to herself.

  "I'm telling you, if you don't agree, then I'll just do it myself. After all, everything is in my hands..." She chattered on and on, not noticing anything.

  Didn't interrupt her, just waited until Xi Mei said she was tired and paused for a moment before adding: "I promised."

  Hearing him compromise so easily, Xi Mei became uneasy again. This guy agreed so readily, wasn't he plotting something in his heart?

  Looking at Xi Mei's suspicious eyes, Wang Zihan smiled wryly. This little girl is sometimes too clever to be a normal little girl. Looking at her own sister, who is about the same age as Xi Mei, she spends her days at home embroidering flowers and reading books.

  She's really good at pretending, just like her. She looks exactly like a fox spirit. If it weren't for the fact that the Chen sisters all look similar, he would have thought that Xi Mei was the one Zhao Aunt had brought back all those years ago.

  He smiled wryly and rubbed his nose, then said straightforwardly, "Indeed, you can't deceive me. Since this hot pot business was your idea first, you'll take the lion's share, whatever amount you say is fine! However, before that, you have to agree to one thing..."

  "Wait." Xi Mei immediately stopped him as soon as he opened his mouth.

  Hehe, I knew it. There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. She agreed to my request so readily, and now she's falling into the trap I set for her.

  He shook his head like a rattle drum, who knows what he would ask for? What if he said, I want you to speak more good words about me in your parents' ears, and let them feel at ease marrying your older sister to me.

  Then she should have smiled, although after a few years of observation, this person is still okay, but because of a little benefit, she sold her older sister and would not do it even if she was beaten to death!

  "Don't say anything more, I know what you want to say." Xi Mei refused mercilessly.

  "Do you know?" Wang Zihan was surprised. This shouldn't be, his mother had just brought him the news yesterday, how could his sister know today?

  "Xīnguāng de wèn dào, 'xǐ mèi, nǐ shuō de zhī dào le shì zhǐ shén me?'"

  Translation: "Tentatively asked, 'Sister Xi, what do you mean by knowing now?'"

  He lifted his legs and smiled at his sister, "I know what you're thinking, don't I? Hurry up and finish the business first before talking about other things."

  "Hot pot business, in the first year your family takes 70% and mine takes 30%, what do you think?" Wang Ziheng asked.

  Sister Xi listened, looking at him in surprise, wondering if he had water in his brain. His family owned 70% and the other family owned 30%. Although it was the first year, she didn't believe he didn't know that this new thing could only make money for a short time!

  Later, there will be more people emulating him, and perhaps there won't be such a good opportunity again.

  Wang Zihan knew her concerns and explained: "Even if there are more people learning in the future, who can guarantee that they will do better than me?"

  Also, generally speaking, people with status and position care about the atmosphere and face when eating out. The two best restaurants in the entire town are controlled by Wang Ziheng, so others can't stir up any waves.

  With that settled, Xi Mei felt much more at ease. "Alright then, it's decided. Tomorrow when I have time, I'll come over and we can make a contract. At the same time, I'll also teach the chef how to cook."

  As for what Wang Zihan said about helping earlier, she had already thrown it away ten million eight thousand miles ago!

  After watching him nod, Xi Mei was about to leave with a smile, but after taking only a few steps out of the house, she thought of his disappointed tone just now and felt a little reluctant.

  After thinking for half a day, he returned to the house and said to Wang Ziheng, who still had a worried look on his face, in a loud and rough tone: "Hey, what were you just saying? Now it's your turn."

  But unexpectedly, Wang Zihan heard his footsteps coming and going back, a triumphant smile appeared on his face, it has to be said that this ginger is still old and spicy.

  The decline in profits and the downturn in tone deeply triggered Xi Mei's sense of guilt, but what he didn't say was that even if Xi Mei didn't discuss it with her, Wang Ziheng would still take the initiative to allocate a little more profit to the Chen family.

  Invite Xi Mei to sit down, Wang Zihan said in a low voice...

  All that was seen was the flickering candlelight in the house, but no one knew what exactly the two had said.

  At the time of Si, Wang Ziheng had just sent Chen's siblings back home and stepped into the gate of the mansion, when he saw Erzi leaning against the door and dozing off.

  He patted him lightly on the shoulder and asked curiously: "On a snowy day, you're not sleeping in the house, what are you suffering from out here?"

  The dazed and confused Er Er suddenly opened his eyes upon hearing the voice of his own young master, only to find that his young master was standing right in front of him, looking like he was on the verge of tears.

  "Master, you've finally..."

  "Halt!" Prince Wang Gan stopped his excited younger brother from pouncing on him, and asked in puzzlement: "What are you doing here?"

  The two children wiped their runny noses and said, "You don't know, you left in such a hurry that you didn't even bring your little one. Shortly after you left, the old lady sent someone to look for you, saying she had something to discuss with you."

  She sniffled and continued, "But those who couldn't find you asked me, and I didn't dare say anything, so I was punished to wait here for your return."

  The tone is very resentful, as if to say, look, you are comfortable going out to start a small stove, poor me, your personal servant, drinking the northwest wind in this cold winter.

  Knowing that he owed Erzi a bit, Wang Zihan smiled and said, "Alright, I know it's not easy for you. This month's wages will be doubled, are you satisfied now?"

  The two sons heard this and happily said: "It's still Master who understands us."

  "Alright, stop talking nonsense and go back to drink some hot soup to warm up, don't catch a cold."

  With a sly smile, she was about to run away when she suddenly turned back and reminded him, "Oh, young master, I almost forgot. The old lady said no matter what time you come back, be sure to go see her in the main house."

  With a wave of his hand, Prince Wang Han indicated that he understood.

  He looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky, took a deep breath of cold air, and comforted himself that it would be over soon.

  Wang Zihan clenched his fists and strode quickly towards the main house.

  Walking to the door, she saw the night watchman's wife and asked in a low voice: "Grandma hasn't slept yet?"

  The old lady saw him and said respectfully: "Is the young master back? The elderly lady said that no matter what time you return, she must be woken up."

  The voice had just fallen when a hoarse voice came from inside, "Is it Han'er who has returned?"

  The prince saw that the candlelight in the house was very bright and knew that his grandmother must have woken up, so he opened the door and walked in quickly.

  In the house, Old Lady Wang had already gotten up and was helped by her maid to sit down in a chair.

  "Grandma, what's so important that you have to tell me even at this late hour?"

  The old lady beckoned him to come in and then waved her hand to signal the maidservants inside the house to withdraw.

  "Grandmother, what is this?" asked Wang Ziheng, puzzled.

  Only after seeing that only two people were left in the house did Old Lady Wang speak up, "Han'er, come, Grandma wants to tell you something."

  Looking at his grandmother's serious expression, Wang Zihan's heart skipped a beat, but he still maintained a calm demeanor and listened to her say, "Zihan, you're not young anymore, it's time to think about your lifelong matters."

  Upon hearing this, Wang Zihan's heart skipped two beats and she laughed, saying: "Grandma, why did you suddenly remember to say this?"

  Patting his hand, Old Lady Wang smiled and said, "You're not young anymore, Grandma is still waiting to hold her great-grandchild, so get married early and let Grandma hold her great-grandchild too."

  The prince's eyes flashed, and he hesitated before asking, "So, what do you mean?"

  This time, Old Lady Wang suddenly started coughing without saying a word. Wang Ziheng was behind her, patting her back, hoping to alleviate some of her suffering.

  After a while, the coughing sound gradually stopped. Old Lady Wang pulled his hand and said, "Han'er, go see the Jiang family's daughter the day after tomorrow. Her father was your father's old classmate. If this marriage is successful, it will be a good thing for both our Wang family and their family, with no harm at all!"

  "What?!"

  A crisp and sharp sound thoroughly shattered Wang Zihan's last thread of illusion...