Lu Chengsen's face stiffened.
"Darling, you're truly wronged me. I was helping you just now!"
"Hmph, you weren't helping me at all. You were talking bad about me with Mom, and I heard everything! Only Brother helped me!" Lu Xiyue put her hands on her hips, very angry.
Lu Chengsen wanted to hug Lu Xiyue, but she snorted and threw herself into Lu Ze'an's arms.
"Brother, hug me. Let's go play and ignore Dad. Dad is bad."
"Okay." Lu Ze'an glanced at Lu Chengsen.
May you fend for yourself!
Lu Ze'an carried Lu Xiyue out to play.
Lu Chengsen watched Lu Ze'an dote on Lu Xiyue and felt increasingly displeased, his eyes narrowing.
"Hmph, this kid won't even say a good word for me."
"Stop being jealous of An'an. When Yueyue was little, An'an was always the first to be by her side, changing her diapers and coaxing her to sleep. You're being unreasonably jealous," Fu Wenwen exposed Lu Chengsen without mercy.
"...I was attending to my wife, so I was just a little late!" Lu Chengsen retorted, unwilling to concede.
He would always prioritize Fu Wenwen, and his daughter was also important, but only second. He was only a tiny bit late, and that brat Lu Ze'an had already snatched the opportunity.
As a result, his daughter now wanted his son over him.
"I know I'm your priority, so I'm not blaming you," Fu Wenwen said with a smile, kissing Lu Chengsen as a reward.
Lu Chengsen always put her first in everything.
This made Fu Wenwen feel that all the neglect she had felt during her confinement was healed by Lu Chengsen.
After giving birth, everyone’s attention was on Lu Xiyue, and she understood.
She also despised herself for becoming so sentimental after childbirth.
She did feel a little lost, even her most loving father’s gaze was constantly on Lu Xiyue.
Although Lu Chengsen didn't say anything, he noticed her emotions. From a certain day, his gaze was always on her, and he was the first to notice her feelings.
He placed Lu Xiyue's matters in second place, letting An'an take care of her, while he wholeheartedly doted on her alone, making her his priority.
When everyone laughed at him, he would proudly brag to them.
"My wife is my everything. The child was born through her hardship, so she's the one who suffered. It's only right for me to spoil her."
Fu Wenwen was healed by him.
She liked this kind of favoritism.
"...Wife."
Lu Chengsen hugged Fu Wenwen, deepening their long-missed kiss.
"Ahem, Dad."
Lu Ze'an's voice came from outside the door. Lu Chengsen reluctantly let go of Fu Wenwen.
"What is it?"
Lu Chengsen's face was full of grievance. He wished it was something important.
"Grandma and Grandpa are here," Lu Ze'an whispered. "You weren't kissing, were you?"
"...No." Lu Chengsen snorted.
Upon hearing that Fu Mu and Fu Jing had arrived, Fu Wenwen pulled Lu Chengsen out to greet them.
As soon as they came out, they saw Fu Jing pick up Lu Xiyue.
"Oh my, Grandpa's precious little darling! Grandpa missed you so much!"
"Grandpa, Yueyue missed you so, so much too~"
"And you don't miss Grandma?"
"Grandma, Yueyue missed you so much too~"
"That's more like it."
Lu Xiyue skillfully showered the two elders with sweet talk, making them overjoyed.
"Dad, Mom, why are you here?" Fu Wenwen asked curiously.
"Your dad resigned," Fu Mu's face darkened as she said this, glaring at Fu Jing beside her.
Fu Wenwen looked at Fu Jing in surprise.
"Dad, aren't you retiring in a few years? Why did you resign now?"
"Let's talk inside!" Lu Chengsen pulled Fu Jing inside.
Fu Wenwen helped Fu Mu, while Lu Xiyue and Lu Ze'an exchanged a look and tacitly did not follow them in.
As soon as they entered the house, Fu Mu began to vent her grievances.
"Your dad is something else. He's already this old, but he insists on learning from you, starting a business and opening a shop. He won't listen to anything I say. Can you believe how angry I am?"
Fu Wenwen looked at Fu Jing. Lu Chengsen brought tea for the elders. Fu Jing took the tea, fell silent for a moment, and then looked at Fu Mu.
"I want to open a restaurant for your mother," Fu Jing suddenly said.
Fu Mu was stunned.
"When I first met your mother, she wanted to rely on her own skills to open a restaurant. But then so many things happened, and then there were you and your brother. Your mother's dream was never realized."
"The factory is also undergoing privatization now. I have different opinions from them and feel it's meaningless, so I decided to leave. The other day, I saw your mother and remembered our past dream. Your mother helped me fulfill my dream.
"So now I want to help your mother fulfill her dream by opening a shop for her. While I can still manage, I'll help her out."
Fu Jing said earnestly to Fu Wenwen.
Fu Mu, standing beside him, looked at Fu Jing with choked sobs, her mouth agape, unable to speak.
She had kept asking him why he resigned, but he refused to say. She had been angry with him for several days and was so distressed that she had come to her daughter to mediate and convince this stubborn old man.
She never expected that he wanted to fulfill her dream.
"Then you could have just told Mom directly, don't you think? Look how angry you made her," Fu Wenwen said, touched by her father's plan for her mother, but amused by her mother's clear displeasure.
"I was thinking of giving her a surprise. Now, the surprise is gone," Fu Jing sighed with regret.
"I originally planned to finish it before your mother's birthday, but your mother was relentless and wouldn't talk to me for days. Ai." Kuaishu Ge
The surprise he had wanted to keep hidden had ultimately not been realized.
"You old scoundrel, why would you do this! It's been so many years, I've lost count," Fu Mu grumbled, patting Fu Jing's arm.
"You don't remember, but I do. You're such a good cook, and you worked so hard to open a restaurant, but in the end, it didn't happen," Fu Jing said sullenly.
"Can't I regret it on your behalf!"
"Can't you just listen to me? Finally, I don't have to see those stubborn old fools. You still want to force me to go to work! Dealing with those old fossils every day, I'd rather stay home with you!"
Fu Jing said angrily, poking Fu Mu's forehead.
However, his fingers looked as if they had no strength, a typical case of 'willing but unable.'
"No," Fu Mu glared at Fu Jing, and Fu Jing's 'bold' hand quickly retracted.
"What do you two think about this?" Fu Jing looked at Fu Wenwen and Lu Chengsen.
"I wholeheartedly support it," Fu Wenwen said directly. "My mother's cooking skills are truly those of a top chef."
"But wouldn't that be too tiring?" Lu Chengsen looked at Fu Wenwen.
"Opening a restaurant involves making a lot of dishes! Wouldn't that exhaust Mom?"
"Mom can just hold onto her sauces and her recipes, and hire assistants for the other tasks! Besides, if Mom gets tired, I'll be there!"
"Mom, it's up to you. Do you want to open a restaurant?"
Fu Jing and Fu Wenwen looked at Fu Mu. Fu Mu looked at them, her eyes moist.
"Open it."