The 99th Divorce Chapter 1689
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Chapter 1689
Chapter 1689: Currying Favor with the Father-in-law
Ye Qianqian’s smile deepened . She replied, “I am indeed happy, Grandfather . ”
Ye Zhenhua witnessed the exchange but didn’t say anything . He shuffled his way into the kitchen to prepare dinner .
Ye Qianqian had no idea what Shen Zhilie was doing outside . She headed out to find him but couldn’t .
Eventually, Shen Zhilie reappeared on his own . In his hand was a bag .
The bag was black . It seemed to be one of Ye Qianqian’s .
“What is this?” she asked .
“Something . ”
“Doesn’t that go without saying?” Ye Qianqian rolled her eyes in exasperation . She reached into it . Her hand emerged with a passport .
She continued rummaging through the bag but couldn’t find anything else . Shen Zhilie nudged her off and said, “Stop digging through it . Shouldn’t you be helping your father in the kitchen?”
“I’m not going to help him in the kitchen . You should go instead . ”
“You lazy woman . ” Shen Zhilie shoved the bag into her arms and turn to head into the kitchen .
She made a monkey face at him behind his back before taking the bag into her room to search it .
She found a whole stack of documents that consisted of miscellaneous certificates .
Some of their names were too obscure, and some Ye Qianqian could read .
With no other option, she shoved that all back into the bag and laid on the bed to play with her cell phone .
She went on Google and found a bunch of tourist guides regarding Venice . They included all the information ranging from accommodations to attractions . Ye Qianqian searched through them thoroughly .
While Ye Qianqian was still engrossed with her phone, Ye Zhenhua was done preparing dinner .
When she emerged, she saw an apron tied around Shen Zhilie’s waist . Ye Zhenhua was only responsible for bringing the food out of the kitchen .
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An ominous feeling came over Ye Qianqian when she saw that . She said, “Please don’t tell me that tonight’s dinner was prepared by Shen Zhilie!”
Ye Zhenhua smiled . He was full of praise for Shen Zhilie when he heard that . “You have nothing to complain about! This young boyfriend of yours can cook pretty well! It smells so good! Just from the looks of the dish alone, I can tell it’s going to taste a lot better than my cooking!”
“No matter how tasty it is, I can’t eat it every day!” Ye Qianqian pulled a long face . She kept her phone and walked up . When she took a closer look at the food, her spirits rose . She exclaimed, “These few dishes must have been cooked by you, Dad . ”
Ye Zhenhua nodded his head . “Indeed . You can tell!”
“Of course!” Ye Qianqian was about to sit as she spoke . Shen Zhilie quickly stopped her and said, “Wash your hands . ”
Ye Qianqian pouted her lips in annoyance but headed into the kitchen, nonetheless .
She washed her hands . When she came back to the dining table, she realized that Shen Zhilie had given this meal his all .
The taste and appearance of the food was a lot better than usual .
Ye Qianqian noticed the difference and glanced at Shen Zhilie .
Shen Zhilie raised his eyebrows triumphantly and asked, “How does it taste?”
“Not too bad at all . ” Ye Qianqian’s absence had evidently done him some good . “We can have a variety from now on . ”
“Sure!”
Ye Zhenhua narrowed his eyes at them and chuckled before starting a conversation with Shen Zhilie .
The conversation soon meandered its way onto the topic of Chiang Kai-Shek during the era of the Republic of China .
Ye Qianqian was bored out of her wits . When they were done with dinner, she chased them from the table and proceeded to wash the dishes
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Before she knew it, two hours had passed . The two men were still deep in conversation .
Ye Qianqian took a shower and headed into the bedroom to use her phone . She ended up watching television
Time flew by without her knowledge . It was only around 1 a . m . that she began to feel tired .
She got out of bed and headed out, only to see that it was all dark outside .
Softly, she made her way outside and saw a tiny glow by the side of the couch . It was a mosquito coil .
“Not sleeping yet?”
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