"I heard from Aunt Wang that you haven't eaten breakfast yet?" Wen Rufeng asked.
"I'm not feeling much appetite!"
"How can you manage without eating? Your body won't handle it. What do you want to eat? Just tell me and I'll have the kitchen prepare it." Wen Rufeng asked while pulling her daughter-in-law inside the house.
An Ning was at a loss. "Mrs. Yu, there's no need for you to be so polite. I promise to cooperate with Uncle on the divorce; you really don't have to be so nice to me."
"I'm not talking about the divorce right now, don't rush." Wen Rufeng was troubled but could only joke with her daughter-in-law.
An Ning said worriedly, "I've finally gathered the courage to divorce Uncle; Mrs. Yu, please don't be so nice to me. If you're this nice to me, I'll find it hard to leave. What if I don't cooperate when the time comes?"
Wen Rufeng thought to herself: Oh dear, right now I'm worried you will cooperate; my hope is that you don't cooperate.
