Novel

The First Night of the Substitute Bride's Military Life: The Ascetic Tycoon Drops His Act

Chapter 10: State-Run Restaurant

Wen Ci slurped a mouthful of noodles: "I'm fine with anything."

After finishing the knife-cut noodles, Huo Jingyuan cleared the bowls and chopsticks to wash them. Wen Ci said righteously, "I'll wash the dishes. You cook, I wash—that's the rule!"

Wen Ci was from Sichuan-Chongqing.

Between a husband and wife, whoever cooks, the other must be responsible for the dishes.

This was the upbringing Wen Ci had received since she was a child.

In the evening, an uninvited guest arrived at the Huo residence.

Wen Ci was at home watching the black-and-white television. Huo Jingyuan was out handling matters regarding the house, leaving Wen Ci alone.

A knock sounded at the door.

Wen Ci went to open it, and the person standing there was Jiang Zhenjun.

The original owner's biological father.

"Where is Huo Jingyuan?" Jiang Zhenjun’s brows furrowed slightly when he saw Wen Ci. His entire being exuded the intimidating aura of someone in a position of power. "Are you home alone?"

Wen Ci shrugged: "What else?"

Wen Ci was unfazed by this kind of authoritative aura.

In her past life, she had killed countless infected humans on the battlefield.

Her own killing intent was formidable; it was just currently restrained.

Seeing her indifferent attitude, Jiang Zhenjun narrowed his eyes and demanded, "I am your father. What kind of tone and attitude is that?"

Wen Ci laughed, meeting his gaze, and said calmly, "Have you ever raised me?"

A single sentence brought the atmosphere down to freezing point.

Jiang Zhenjun’s initial anger dissipated with those words. He softened his stern expression slightly and asked again, "Where is Huo Jingyuan?"

"Don't know," Wen Ci answered lazily.

"I heard you jumped into the sea today?"

Wen Ci chuckled: "I call that swimming."

Suddenly, Wen Ci spotted Huo Jingyuan talking to someone not far away. She pointed in that direction: "There, Huo Jingyuan is over there. Go find him yourself."

With that, Wen Ci shut the door directly.

Heh, a cheap biological father coming over to put on airs? Talking to him wasn't as good as going back to watch the black-and-white TV.

Wen Ci returned to the living room, happily watching the television. In this era, there were very few programs to watch, but the quality was extremely high.

Before long, Wen Ci heard the sound of a key in the lock.

Judging by the footsteps in the courtyard, there were two people.

Wen Ci’s mouth twitched; the cheap biological father had come too.

"Uncle Jiang, would you like some water? I'll pour you some."

"No need. I just heard that Xiao Ci jumped into the sea, so I came over specifically to check on her. Uncle will treat you to dinner at the state-run restaurant tonight."

Huo Jingyuan was just about to refuse.

"I want to go," Wen Ci’s voice rang out. She walked to the door, looked at the two men in the courtyard, and said unhurriedly, "I've been in the capital for so long, and I haven't even eaten food from a state-run restaurant yet."

The original owner had eaten nothing but unnutritious and unpalatable food her whole life. Even after being brought back to the Jiang family, she had never eaten at a state-run restaurant.

Huo Jingyuan agreed: "Then we'll see you tonight, Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Zhenjun glanced at Wen Ci. He felt that the biological daughter in front of him had become a bit different. When she was first brought back, she had been cautious, timid, and cowardly.

But now, all of that was gone.

The military compound in the capital was in an extremely prime location. Stepping out, there was a main street, and it took about six or seven minutes to walk to the city's state-run restaurant.

After leaving the compound, Wen Ci couldn't help but look around. The capital was the capital city in name and reality, but it was different from what she had seen before.

There was no heavy traffic or skyscrapers on the streets.

The houses on both sides of the road were all red brick and tile, mostly only one or two stories high. Tall trees were planted every few meters along the roadside; Wen Ci only recognized the willow trees among them.