Chapter 12: You're Just a Housewife Who Only Knows How to Cook and Do Laundry

“Sorry…” Wen Ying suddenly felt a warmth in her eyes.

He Xi Cheng’s anger flared up instantly, yet he couldn’t bear to see Wen Ying like this. “What’s there to be sorry about? You monopolized the wild vegetable field for three years—maybe you should be apologizing to Master Zu Shi instead.”

Wen Ying felt torn between wanting to cry and wanting to laugh.

Actually, He Xi Cheng had known Wen Ying would come.

Shen Jiaxiao, with her sharp tongue, had already let him in on everything.

“It’s not too late,” He Xi Cheng sighed deeply, gazing at the sky. “As long as you’ve figured things out, it’s never too late to start over. With your talent, what company can you not get into? Feixi only shines because of you.”

Wen Ying’s abilities had once earned her a special recruitment into a research institute.

She should never have been buried and forgotten.

Over the years, everyone admired the impressive U.N2 drone, mistakenly thinking it was his creation. Many had broken through Feixi’s thresholds because of the U.N2, but in truth, the U.N2’s level was what Wen Ying had reached at twenty, a height no one had surpassed since.

She had given so many people so many years to catch up, yet none had matched her advanced thinking and technology from years ago.

“Do you agree to let me join Feixi?” Wen Ying’s feelings were hard to put into words.

He Xi Cheng sneered coldly, “Shen Jiaxiao has already unilaterally agreed to your technical equity share. I’m just waiting to see what qualitative leap you can bring to Feixi. Report on Monday!”

He put on a tough front but was soft at heart—Wen Ying understood him well.

She immediately smiled, the only time she had felt such joy recently. “Thank you, Brother Cheng.”

He Xi Cheng snorted coldly and turned away to exchange pleasantries with others.

A huge weight lifted from Wen Ying’s heart.

She felt as if a ray of light had suddenly broken through.

Her previously uneasy body now brimmed with energy.

She stood and went to observe the drones on site.

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A commotion arose ahead.

Wen Ying looked over and saw Lu Jinchuan and Su Nian had arrived, accompanied by Cheng Mu and Huo Jinran.

Lu Jinchuan’s prestigious status caused quite a stir; many were excited and eager to approach and get acquainted.

Wen Ying watched as Lu Jinchuan thoughtfully shielded Su Nian within his embrace. She withdrew her gaze and stopped paying attention.

She focused wholeheartedly on an ingeniously designed drone in front of her.

Huo Jinran and the others naturally noticed Wen Ying too. Seeing Lu Jinchuan’s indifferent glance, they finally relaxed.

Wen Ying was such an interesting woman.

Even managed to get an invitation.

She must have gone to great lengths to show off in front of Lu Jinchuan!

Immersed in the clever design, she only realized after a while that Cheng Mu and Huo Jinran had already approached her.

Lu Jinchuan was walking toward them with Su Nian.

Cheng Mu said, “You’re just a housewife who knows how to cook and do laundry. Why are you meddling with this? Do you even know how expensive these things are? If you break them, can your meager salary cover the cost?”

How amusing!

A rustic woman now pretending to be an elite?

Huo Jinran looked at Wen Ying with a half-smile, half-sneer.

The last misunderstanding at the billiards club was one thing, but what about this time?

Wen Ying couldn’t possibly understand drones, could she?

Even if she was pretending, she wouldn’t fake something plausible!

“Miss Wen, don’t think an invitation letter will help you,” Cheng Mu said, rubbing his forehead. “Su Nian is truly talented—she has a doctorate from Caltech. Why don’t you learn from her?”

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Pretending to be interested in drones—is that enough to catch Lu Jinchuan’s attention?

Coincidentally, Lu Jinchuan and Su Nian were walking over and overheard Cheng Mu’s words.

Su Nian showed no emotion, remaining calm.

She could tell Cheng Mu implied Wen Ying was just imitating her.

Lu Jinchuan glanced at Wen Ying indifferently. “Quite a coincidence.”

His tone was composed and detached.

But Wen Ying sensed something meaningful beneath it.

Had he misunderstood her just like Cheng Mu and the others?

Clearly, Lu Jinchuan had no intention of interacting with her in public, worried others might misread their relationship. Without giving her a chance to explain, he led Su Nian toward the competition arena.

Passing Wen Ying, Cheng Mu left a parting shot, “Come watch Su Nian operate the drone. You should at least know where you’re losing.”

Huo Jinran, hands in his pockets, looked too bored to bother with Wen Ying.

Meanwhile,

Su Nian entered the arena.

Almost the entire audience applauded.

Su Nian curled her lips into a smile and raised an eyebrow at Lu Jinchuan on stage. The man responded with a faint smile.

This subtle, exclusive exchange between them only intensified the atmosphere.