Yuan Chun sat down on the sofa, placed the thermal lunch box on the coffee table, and then quietly waited.
Ten minutes later, Meng Fei finished his work, went to wash his hands, sat down next to her, and saw the dishes on the coffee table, asking, "Are these from a restaurant?"
"Yes, my sister came over today, and I didn't cook this morning, so I packed this from the People's Restaurant."
"Your sister?" Meng Fei frowned slightly, "Why is she back?"
"She got divorced."
Yuan Chun pulled out the chopsticks and handed them to him, "She came looking for me this morning, crying her eyes out, begging me to take her in. We only have two rooms at home, and it's too cramped, so I sent her back to the Li Family."
Meng Fei looked relieved, fortunate that he hadn't bought a bigger house at the start, otherwise A Yuan would have had no excuse to refuse Li Hongchun.
Back then, it wasn't just Li Hongchun who found Meng Fei despising.
Meng Fei also found Li Hongchun despicable.
