Zhan Yichen returned to his room with his mother, Wen Yulan, feeling full of complaints.
"Mom, it's all your fault. Why did you wrongly accuse Wei Yumeng for no reason? Now I have to retranslate all these documents. They are due for inspection tomorrow morning, and there's so much..."
He felt exhausted just looking at them.
Wen Yulan was still fuming.
"How was I supposed to know he would do this? My intention was for him not to punish only you. Even if there was a mistake, you shouldn't be the one to bear it."
She just didn't want to let Wei Yumeng off the hook.
Who knew Zhan Mohan would arrange it like this? The house was cleaned daily by servants, and it was finished in the afternoon. Wei Yumeng could easily complete her task with a quick tidy-up, but it was different for Yichen. He had to translate all these documents.
She knew her son's capabilities.
Making him translate all these documents would drive him mad.
She angrily pounded the table: "This Zhan Mohan, he's playing mind games with me."
"If it weren't for you wrongly accusing others, would my brother have punished me so severely? It would have been fine with just a few words, but now, you've forced me into this situation. I don't even know this language, and even if I search online, there are many obscure words and grammar rules to consider. The translation might not even be accurate."
What could Wen Yulan do now but try her best to appease Zhan Yichen?
She gently patted her son's shoulder.
"Alright, alright, no matter how late you work tonight, Mom will stay with you, okay?"
"No need, you should go rest."
Her company was useless. She didn't understand any of it. He just wondered if he could ask Wei Yumeng for help later.
He felt too embarrassed to go. She was supposed to be helping him, but instead, he had implicated her.
Wen Yulan felt she wouldn't be able to stay up for long either.
"Then I'll get you something to eat. Eat first, then work."
"Alright, alright, hurry up and go."
At this moment, he just wanted Wen Yulan to leave quickly so he wouldn't be annoyed by her presence.
After Wen Yulan left, Zhan Yichen felt the world had become much quieter. Wen Yulan was too talkative, which was why he usually didn't like coming back.
He opened the file and was overwhelmed by the unfamiliar words, wishing he could throw the document out the window.
The phone on the table suddenly vibrated. He glanced at it and saw it was from someone named Wei... Wei Jin. He didn't want to reply at first, but remembering that Wei Yumeng had taken the blame for him this time, he decided to give her some face.
He picked up his phone and replied.
"Did you need something?"
Wei Jin had been waiting impatiently, even thinking it was over before it even began.
The phone screen suddenly lit up. She casually glanced at it and saw that Zhan Yichen had replied, almost jumping out of bed.
She covered her mouth, suppressing her excitement.
Zhan Yichen had actually replied to her message, he really did.
She picked up her phone, her fingers moving back and forth on the screen, but suddenly didn't know what to say.
How could she say something that wouldn't seem too deliberate? Although he definitely knew she was approaching him intentionally, she couldn't increase his aversion any further.
After rehearsing countless drafts in her mind, she carefully typed a line.
"I won't deny that I want to approach you intentionally, but I want to ask for a chance to be friends with you."
This way, it was more direct and didn't hide her intentions. If she was too cunning, she feared this would be their only conversation.
After reading it, Zhan Yichen curled his lips mockingly.
Did this woman really think she could gain his favor by taking an unconventional approach?
Suddenly, Zhan Yichen felt a flicker of interest in Wei Jin.
He directly called her. Wei Jin's jaw almost dropped when she saw it was Zhan Yichen calling.
She quickly called Yin Fang over. Yin Fang saw her flustered state.
"What's wrong?"
"Mom, Zhan Yichen is calling me."
Yin Fang's eyes widened. She took the phone to look. It indeed displayed Zhan Yichen's name. Since Wei Jin had added him on WeChat, she had seen his phone number and naturally saved it.
She handed the phone back to Wei Jin: "What are you waiting for? Answer it quickly."
"What should I say if I answer?" She was a little nervous, perhaps the surprise had come too suddenly, and she wasn't used to it.
Yin Fang didn't care and slid the answer button for her.
Wei Jin frowned and looked at Yin Fang.
"Mom..."
"Quickly," Yin Fang urged, impatient.
Wei Jin could only brace herself. Holding the phone, she cautiously called out.
"Second Young Master, hello."
"You're Wei Yumeng's sister, aren't you?" Zhan Yichen's voice was casual, with no trace of nervousness that usually accompanies a man calling a woman. He seemed rather indifferent.
Wei Jin felt her heart pounding. Excitement mixed with nervousness.
"Yes, I am her sister."
"That's great. I don't want to beat around the bush. I'll be direct: I'm not interested in people like you. Your goal is very clear: to marry into a wealthy family like your sister. But you've come to the wrong person. I've seen plenty of beautiful women, and I'm not interested in commoners like you."
He was blunt and didn't mince words, leaving Wei Jin momentarily stunned.
"Second Young Master, I..."
"However, you're lucky. I owe that woman a favor, so I can give you one chance."
This...
Wei Jin finally understood what it meant to be in hell one moment and in heaven the next. Zhan Yichen was truly capricious, changing his mind faster than flipping a book.
Just now he had dismissed her as worthless, and now there was a sudden turn of events.
She managed a forced smile: "What do you mean, Second Young Master?"
"I can have a meal with you, as a way to repay that woman's favor. It's that simple."
With only one chance, Wei Jin wanted to seize it. This was her only opportunity to enter the Zhan family.
She agreed almost without hesitation.
"Okay, I agree."
"See you tomorrow at noon. I'll pick you up." He didn't like owing favors, especially to people he disliked.
After hanging up, Wei Jin excitedly grabbed Yin Fang's hand.
"Mom, Zhan Yichen asked me out for dinner tomorrow."
Yin Fang was overjoyed: "Really? Then you must seize this opportunity. Reread the materials I gave you and familiarize yourself with the Second Young Master's preferences. Don't upset him."
"But he said it was to repay Wei Yumeng's favor. That makes me uncomfortable. Why should even meeting Zhan Yichen depend on Wei Yumeng's favor?"
Yin Fang rubbed Wei Jin's shoulder to comfort her.
"It's okay, no matter what, this is an opportunity. Do you want to not even get to meet Zhan Yichen? No matter what method you use, what matters is whether you can hold onto him afterward."
Wei Jin could only think that way. However, the thought of having lunch with Zhan Yichen tomorrow filled her with anticipation.
"Mom, don't worry. Wait for my good news tomorrow. I don't believe Zhan Yichen is a virtuous gentleman who remains unmoved."