Hearing her second sister-in-law's question Lu Jueyu nodded and said, "Even though they are young, I have been teaching them how to cook simple dishes."
"With their current skills, they should be able to manage the wedding banquet. Besides, with good ingredients, even if their skills aren't perfect, the food will still turn out decent."
Seeing how confident her sister-in-law was, Wang Muxiao felt relieved. She leaned against the pillow and said, "If you need extra help, just ask your brother."
"He has been restless lately, worrying about everything. If he has something to keep him busy, he won't overthink so much," she added with a sigh.
Lu Jueyu laughed at her words and nodded, "Alright, I will have my brother help me, then—before he drives you crazy."
Wang Muxiao chuckled and added, "Just don't overwork him. Otherwise, I won't have anyone to take care of the children at night."
"Okay."
Meanwhile, in the neighboring city, He Xieyu was reading reports from his subordinates in his office. As he reviewed the results of the investigation, his frown deepened.
Once he finished reading, he set the folder down and fell into deep thought. Tapping his fingers on the desk, he considered the possibility that Yang Mengyao's son's father was not Feng Chen, but another man.
As a man, he knew that if he had been knocked unconscious, there was no way he could have impregnated a woman.
On the night Feng Chen was found in Yang Mengyao's bed years ago, she had clearly been deflowered while Feng Chen was unconscious.
His gaze landed on a document detailing Yang Mengyao's relatives. When his eyes reached the name of her uncle's adopted son, doubt flickered in his mind.
Reaching out, he picked up the document and read it carefully.
Cai Bocheng had no blood relation to the Yang family but had grown up alongside Yang Mengyao.
His biological father had sacrificed his life to save a comrade—Yang Mengyao's uncle. To repay the life-saving grace, the uncle had adopted Cai Bocheng and brought him into the family.
At that time, Cai Bocheng had already been ten years old, fully aware that he was not a true member of the Yang family.
If he had never truly considered them family, then the possibility of him developing romantic feelings for Yang Mengyao was high. After all, he had spent years living under the same roof as her.
He Xieyu placed himself in Cai Bocheng's position, contemplating what he would do if he were in love with a woman who was, by title, his cousin but had no actual blood relation to him.
With Cai Bocheng's ambitious and possessive nature, there was no way he would allow the woman he loved to marry another man.
So, what would he do if he discovered that she was planning to climb into another man's bed?
As soon as this thought crossed He Xieyu's mind, the corner of his lips curled up slightly.
Now that he had uncovered this possibility, he could dig deeper into the Yang family and uncover the evidence of Cai Bocheng's schemes. frёeωebɳovel.com
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