Chairman's office.
Wen Rufeng paced back and forth in front of her desk.
Secretary Zhou stood by her side, accompanying her as she walked to and fro.
Finally, she spoke with impatience. "Go check again, is the baby still crying?"
Secretary Zhou nodded and went out, quickly returning to report. "The baby is no longer crying and is being breastfed!"
Wen Rufeng's anxiety finally eased, and she returned to her seat, picking up her coffee to drink. "Did An Ning have breakfast this morning?"
"She probably did!"
"Hmm!" Wen Rufeng nodded and immediately added, "Send someone to XX restaurant to buy a portion of pig trotter soup; An Ning needs to replenish fluids now, otherwise there won't be any milk!"
"Yes!" Secretary Zhou promptly complied.
After handling these matters, Wen Rufeng was still dissatisfied with her own actions. "Honestly, she's no longer my daughter-in-law, why do I still care about her? Why do I care?"
