Mom, You Won't Harm Dad, Right?

After the meeting ended, Song Zhou asked him if there was anything he wanted to eat, offering to order takeout.

Jiang Jingchen was disgusted. "You want me to eat takeout every day?"

"Then I'll get Silent Sister to deliver something over."

"Forget it. It's troublesome to let Silent Sister run around every day. Isn't there a restaurant in the company building?"

"No."

Song Zhou looked at him strangely. "Young Master, this is an office area, not a living area."

Jiang Jingchen supported his chin with his hand and said, Next time, when I bring my wife here to visit, there's nothing to eat, nothing to do, just a pile of boring work. What do you think I can offer to keep her here?"

Song Zhou was expressionless. "With you around, it's enough to keep Young Miss here."