Wen Rou's Second Aunt heard Wen Rou's words, glanced at Mu Jinyu who sat down and didn't dare to make a move to eat, and sneered contemptuously, "Him? You must be joking."
Convinced that Mu Jinyu was just Wen Rou's pretty-faced gigolo, Wen Yan didn't take Mu Jinyu seriously either and scoffed, "He just sat there the whole time, didn't even make a phone call. Or are you suggesting that a nanny like him doesn't need to call anyone to get things done, just sends a text and Jinyu Company immediately does whatever he asks for?!"
"How could that be possible?!" Wen Rou's Second Aunt scoffed disdainfully, then picked up her purse and sat back down in her original chair.
After finishing, Wen Rou's Second Aunt seemed to have thought of something, her expression suddenly changed, and she pressed her hands on the table, slightly straightened up and stared at Wen Rou, like an angry hissing cat, and said fiercely, "Oh, I get it now, you're saying all this because you're jealous of my Wen Yan having more abilities than you, and you're planning to keep suppressing my Wen Yan, aren't you?!"
As she spoke, her eyes bore into Wen Rou with a hint of murderous intent, and she shrilled, "I warn you, if you deliberately play tricks and abuse your position as the vice president to try to fire your cousin, I will absolutely not let you off!"
"I..." Wen Rou was nearly driven to desperation by her Second Aunt's irrational behavior, her face a picture of misery, trying to say something. But Mu Jinyu simply patted her hand and said, "There's no need to get angry, let's eat."
Having said that, Mu Jinyu turned his head towards Wen Rou's Second Aunt and the exuberantly elated Wen Yan, his tone icy, "Alright, you've finished your business, you can go back now, can't you?"
He didn't care whether these two wolves ungrateful for his kindness would remember his good deeds; the main thing was that he had taken care of things for them, and Wen Rou didn't owe them any favors. So there was no need to be polite to them.
"Go?" Wen Rou's Second Aunt, on hearing Mu Jinyu's words, immediately flared up in anger, reached for her chopsticks to serve herself some food, and cursed, "Why should we go? After all the trouble I've gone through, I'm parched and hungry. Now that you, gigolo, have made the meal, you want to kick us out? Our host hasn't said a word about sending her elders away, and here you are, acting all important, making decisions for her?"
"Smack!"
Mu Jinyu slapped away Wen Rou's Second Aunt's chopsticks as she reached for the food, his face darkening and his eyes growing extremely cold as he stared at her and slowly said, "This meal is made for Wen Rou, and no one else is allowed to eat it!"
Her chopsticks knocked away and hearing Mu Jinyu's words, Wen Rou's Second Aunt was furiously enraged. Just as she was about to burst into curses, she looked up into Mu Jinyu's chilly eyes and inexplicably felt a tremor in her heart, as if he might actually kill her.
Thus, the curses that had reached the tip of her tongue were all swallowed back down, she dared not say them, her expression sullen, she muttered, "If we can't eat, we can't eat, what's with the hostility? The pretty boy really knows how to curry favor..."
Wen Yan had also been planning to eat, but confronting Mu Jinyu's gaze, he inexplicably lost his nerve first, though his words remained defiant, "Special meals for Wen Rou, not for us. As if we're dying to eat your lousy cooking!"
After finishing, he turned to his mother and called out, "Mom, let's not eat here. Some trashy meal, like we're desperate for it! Haven't I just landed a job at Jinyu International Fashion Company? Come on, let's go have a feast at a fancy restaurant, haha..."
"Right, let's go, we'll have a feast outside!" Wen Rou's Second Aunt also recovered her spirits and exclaimed cheerfully.
Having said this, they got up from their chairs with their noses in the air, gave Wen Rou and Mu Jinyu a disdainful glance, said no goodbyes, and just walked straight out of the dining room. Then, from outside, there was a muffled bang, presumably the sound of them leaving and slamming the security door shut.
Seeing Second Aunt and her cousin leave, Wen Rou's eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Mu Jinyu. She said with a shaky voice, "Little Mu, I... I'm sorry, my Second Aunt and cousin have caused you trouble. If it isn't appropriate, you should still..."
"It's nothing, just a small matter," Mu Jinyu replied with a slight smile, not minding these issues. He said with a laugh, "Let's eat, this is a nutritious meal I personally made for you. Eat up."
"Mm..." Wen Rou murmured softly, still with her head down, her right hand gripping her chopsticks tightly without reaching for any food.
Noticing this, Mu Jinyu frowned slightly, leaning forward to see what she was thinking. However, Wen Rou's long black hair covered her face, preventing him from seeing her expression clearly.
So, Mu Jinyu thought for a moment, then reached out to pinch her chin, lifting her head to face him.
Stretching out his other hand to smooth her hair that veiled her face, Mu Jinyu then saw that Wen Rou's eyes were red, and large teardrops were swirling in her eyes, her expression showing extreme grief and distress.
Seeing this, Mu Jinyu felt distressed, quickly pulling out some tissues to wipe away her tears, saying, "Oh my, what's wrong with you? It's just a small matter. I don't mind it, so what's there for you to worry about, eh? We can just ignore them, can't we?"
Pausing for a moment, Mu Jinyu thought of something, and quickly added, "Of course, if you don't want your cousin to hang around my company, I can fire him right away and let you vent your frustration!"
"It's not that!" Wen Rou shook her head faintly, her eyes reddening as she looked at Mu Jinyu with a timid expression, stammering, "I didn't mean that, I just feel... you helped them, and they were so excessive, and I... can't explain things to them clearly, I feel like I owe you so much, and I can't repay it..."
Because of her family background, Wen Rou already had a somewhat inferiority complex. The spectacle of her Second Aunt and cousin throwing temper tantrums, as well as the irony and mockery they displayed after receiving help from Mu Jinyu, made her feel deeply embarrassed and sorry to Mu Jinyu. But she couldn't talk back to her Second Aunt, which naturally made her feel wronged. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, until she couldn't help crying.
"There there, it's okay, I really don't care about those things..." Mu Jinyu gently wiped the new tears trickling from the corners of Wen Rou's eyes, comforting her in a soft voice.
Mu Jinyu soothed her for a long time, but seeing that it wasn't having much effect, he then said, "Hey, let me tell you a joke."
Without waiting for Wen Rou to respond, Mu Jinyu began to speak on his own accord: "One day, while fighting demons, Sun Wukong accidentally lost his Golden Hoop. So, Sun Wukong called over the Land God and asked, 'Old Land God, where is my Golden Hoop?'"
"Upon hearing this, the Land God hesitated, and finally replied with flattery: 'Great Sage, Great Sage, your Golden Hoop, it simply complements your hairstyle.'"
"Pfft!" Upon hearing Mu Jinyu's corny joke, Wen Rou couldn't help but burst into laughter despite her tears.
Seeing that Wen Rou had finally returned to her normal self, Mu Jinyu also laughed and said, "Alright, no more feeling down, let's enjoy our meal. If you're still unhappy, I can take you out for a big feast, okay?"
"No need," Wen Rou replied, gently shaking her head and looking at Mu Jinyu seriously, saying softly, "Thank you, Little Mu..."