Fated to My Billionaire Husband

“I’ll order food for you.” After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Jian Yufei was a bit unclear about his intentions. He ordered food for her, was he going to have someone deliver a meal to her?

In less than twenty minutes, someone buzzed Jian Yufei’s doorbell. Simultaneously, her phone rang–it was Xiao Lang.

He said that the meal he ordered for her had arrived, and asked her to go out and sign for it.

Jian Yufei ran to open the door, and a delivery boy stood at the doorway carrying a large basket. Inside it were neatly arranged plastic containers of food.

‘Royal Meal’ was written on the containers.

This was the most famous eatery in A City, where a meal would cost at least several hundred dollars. Jian Yufei accepted the containers, the food in her hand felt weighty, substantial.

Just like Xiao Lang’s concern for her, it carried a lot of weight in her heart.

“Don’t eat instant noodles anymore. If you don’t have time to cook, you can go out to eat, or tell me, and I will solve your meal problem.” Xiao Lang said to her with concern over the phone.

Jian Yufei sat on the sofa, touching the containers, could feel their warmth. She had received very little care throughout her life.

Her father loved her dearly, but he left during her early childhood when she barely had any memory, and those loving memories of him had faded in her mind.

Her mother loved her as well, but since remarrying and giving birth to a younger brother, the affection her mother showed her had been reduced.

When she was small, her mother basically left her to grow on her own, rarely showing her any care.

After she grew up and married Ruan Tianling, she thought she would receive a husband’s love. However, unexpectedly, he had no feelings towards her and often treated her without any affection.

Only her grandfather cared a lot about her, and now she was also receiving concern from Xiao Lang.

Jian Yufei’s eyes became a bit moist, she smiled and said, “Okay, I won’t eat instant noodles anymore.”

Xiao Lang on the other end of the phone chuckled, “Hurry up and eat, don’t let the food get cold.”

“Okay. Xiao Lang, thank you.”

“No need to be polite, I just wanted to do something for you.” Xiao Lang said gently over the phone. Jian Yufei’s heart felt warm, an affectionate warmness of being cared for.

The next day was the weekend, Jian Yufei didn’t have to go to work. It was not until next weekend that she was on duty.

When she woke up in the morning, she planned to go to the library, but she received a call from her grandfather.

It had been a while since she left the Ruan family, and during this time she never reached out to her grandfather. Subconsciously, she had cut off all contact with the Ruan family.

She didn’t dare to contact even her grandfather, for fear that someone might say she was pretending to care for her grandfather while still being emotionally attached to Ruan Tianling.

Receiving a call from her grandfather, Jian Yufei’s heart was joyous. How long had it been since she heard her grandfather’s voice?

“Hello, Grandpa, how are you?” she answered the call and asked him with a smile.

Ruan Anguo chuckled in a somewhat fatigued manner, “Grandpa is not well, Yufei. Your grandfather is sick and wants to eat the pumpkin porridge you make, can you come and make some for grandpa?”

“Grandpa, what’s wrong?” Jian Yufei quickly asked anxiously. Ruan Anguo said he had just caught a cold and couldn’t eat anything. But today he especially wanted to eat the pumpkin porridge she made.

“Grandpa, you wait, I’ll be right over.” Jian Yufei agreed without hesitation.