Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

Chapter 1131: Chapter 1131: Preparing a Surprise

When she made the call, Ji Fang mentioned that the second boss just had a cold and a fever, nothing serious, so she hadn’t taken it to heart. Isn’t a cold a minor issue for a big man over one meter eighty tall?

The reaction of the big boss seemed overly excessive.

Some had even been whispering that the big boss and the second boss had a cool relationship. Who said that?

Step forward; she wouldn’t kill him.

Back in his office, Zhou Hengyang took off his coat, revealing a well-built physique clad only in a comfortable round-neck white cashmere sweater, his tall and straight legs moving with an imposing aura.

Having spent too much time in the research department, mostly sitting, he decided to lean by the window while calling Wenwen back in his office.

Once the call connected and he heard her voice, Zhou Hengyang’s stern expression finally relaxed slightly.

“Are you busy, Wenwen? Did you eat on time at noon? What did you have?”

“I had some wonton; ate it out,” Su Wen asked in a tender voice, “What about you?”

“Me?” Zhou Hengyang suddenly blanked, only then realizing that he had been too busy and forgotten to eat. But he reacted quickly, immediately saying, “Rice, cabbage, and braised pork with radish.”

“Why just that? Doesn’t your factory have a partnership with Rong Jingxuan Restaurant? Every time I go to Rong Jingxuan, I bump into Liu Chun,” Su Wen complained.

“I just grabbed something casual in the canteen; Liu Chun is entertaining clients, and I don’t have time to go there.”

Su Wen was at a loss for words, “You can’t go on like this.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Zhou Hengyang said with a smile in his handsome eyes, his thin lips curling up in a pleased arc, “I will listen to my wife, I will definitely pay attention in the future.”

“That’s more like it. Tonight, when you get home, I’ll cook personally, we’ll make dumplings.”

“Great! I want shepherd’s purse filling.”

“For shepherd’s purse filling, we have to check the vegetable market to see if they’re selling wild shepherd’s purse. The ones grown in greenhouses aren’t tasty, not like the ones we dug up ourselves in Trinity village.”

While holding the phone, Zhou Hengyang rubbed his hand unconsciously, “Do you miss home, Wenwen?”

“No,” Su Wen answered decisively.

“Hehe…” Zhou Hengyang nearly laughed at her disdainful tone, “Then are we going back to our hometown for the New Year?”

This time Su Wen didn’t answer right away. She didn’t want to go back; she had no sentimental attachment to Trinity village. But not going back for the New Year certainly wasn’t an option either. They had rushed to the province, leaving many things unresolved.

If she didn’t go back to take care of them, who knew what Su Xuewu and Ma Xiulan, Su Dachun, and others might get up to!

Beyond that, she had to pay respects to Su Xuewen and Liu Mingxuan’s graves, which was an extremely important matter in the rural hometown and absolutely not to be neglected. Originally Su Xuewen and Liu Mingxuan were disparaged for not having any sons, leaving them with no one to tend their graves after they passed.

If they didn’t go, it would be a disgrace.

Moreover, she had to maintain connections with friends like Cao Meihua and He Yulan, and pay New Year visits.

Her sisters were more traditional than she was, placing more importance on grave-tending. They had been unable to return for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Su Qing and Su Xiu had been complaining about it at home for a while.

“We’ll go back, go back to tend to my parents’ graves,” Su Wen decided, “I don’t miss home, but the girls must be missing it.”

“Alright, I will arrange that!” Zhou Hengyang agreed, “By the way, how are the preparations for the opening going?”

“Everything is ready, just waiting for the opening day.”

“I have prepared a surprise for you,” Zhou Hengyang’s voice contained a hint of mirth.