Chapter 327: A Daughter Grows Up

The Chen living room.

Meeting again after half a month, Wei Wenli was almost unable to recognize her own daughter, simply because Chen Shanni seemed like a different person; her skin was smooth, delicate, and flawless, like a peeled egg.

Not only that, but Chen Shanni's eyes were sparkling with a bright luster.

That feeling... it was indescribably strange.

Chen Shanni was a bit embarrassed by the praise, her little face flushed, and she protested, "It's not like that at all, it's clearly the same as before."

Wei Wenli smiled like a flower, exclaiming that a girl changes eighteen times as she grows, and her daughter was becoming more and more beautiful.

As she spoke, she cast her gaze toward Shen Yan.

People are visual creatures; they like everything that is beautiful.

Seeing Shen Yan in that formal attire, Wei Wenli's eyes lit up instantly: "Shen Yan, if you go out wearing this, you'll surely bewitch all those young girls out there."

Shen Yan grinned and flattered her, "Auntie, you are the one who is as beautiful as a painting; standing next to Shanni, anyone who didn't know better would think you were sisters."

"Look at that sweet mouth; Auntie can't win against you."

Wei Wenli laughed until the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes appeared, beckoning Shen Yan to sit down quickly, and asked why he had been delayed when he had said he would arrive immediately.

So Shen Yan recounted the accident that had just occurred; Chen Jun and Wei Wenli were shocked, feeling fortunate that the danger had not befallen their daughter.

Chen Jun urged the two to be careful when driving in the future, to which Shen Yan and Chen Shanni readily agreed, and Wei Wenli asked if they had eaten and if they wanted something to eat.

Chen Shanni touched her belly; dinner had been provided on the plane, but it wasn't to her taste, so she had only had a few bites before stopping.

So she asked Shen Yan, "Are you hungry? How about I go cook you a bowl of noodles?"

???

Chen Jun and Wei Wenli looked at each other; since when did their daughter know how to cook noodles? And she wanted to cook for Shen Yan?

How did it feel like their "little cotton-padded jacket" was leaking air?

Shen Yan cleared his throat, his gaze sweeping over the fruit on the coffee table, indicating that there was no need for such trouble, and that he would just eat some fruit.

"It's no trouble, I happen to be a little hungry myself."

As she spoke, Chen Shanni turned and walked toward the kitchen; Wei Wenli hurriedly stopped her: "Shanni, can you handle it? Why don't you just let the nanny do it."

Chen Shanni was like a child, wanting to show off in front of her parents: "Mom, I can cook many dishes now; do you and Dad want to taste my cooking?"

"Ahem!"

Chen Jun coughed twice: "I just happen to not be full from dinner; Shanni, make a bowl for Dad too."

Wei Wenli rolled her eyes; that man had clearly eaten three bowls of rice that evening, why didn't he choke to death? In the end, he just wanted to taste his daughter's cooking.

Come to think of it, this was the first time her daughter had ever said she would cook something for her since growing up, so Wei Wenli was naturally full of anticipation and responded accordingly.

Ten minutes later, four bowls of steaming hot noodles were placed on the dining table; golden egg shreds flowed like a waterfall over the noodles, with red tomatoes and green scallions dotted in between.

Just looking at the presentation, one could tell the taste wouldn't be bad.

Before eating, Chen Jun took a photo with his phone and then impatiently picked up the noodles to taste them.

The noodles were chewy and smooth, and the broth was delicious and rich; regardless of what others thought, he believed this was the best bowl of noodles in the world.

His daughter had truly grown up!

Wei Wenli gave a thumbs up: "Shanni, who did you learn this craft from? It tastes really good."

"Just my roommate; she taught me a lot of things," Chen Shanni said truthfully.

The Chen couple nodded in understanding; Chen Shanni glanced at Shen Yan, who was devouring his food, and a sense of joy welled up in her heart. She asked Wei Wenli, "Mom, what were you talking about just now? Why did I hear something about buying a house?"

"It's that Shen Yan wants to buy a house in Shanghai and plans to stay here to develop his career in the future."

Chen Shanni looked at Shen Yan in astonishment: "Why didn't you mention that before?"

"Isn't that what we're talking about now?" Shen Yan blinked his eyes twice.

Chen Shanni's cheeks felt a bit hot, and ripples stirred in her heart.

Could it be... that Shen Yan decided to buy a house in Shanghai on a whim because of her? After all, they had a special relationship.

Thinking of this, Chen Shanni was almost happy enough to take flight on the spot.

So he likes me.

After finishing the noodles, Chen Jun rarely posted a status update, wanting to share his joy with old friends and, incidentally, make everyone envious.

Before posting, he first blocked his daughter.

"My daughter has grown up: My girl learned to cook; she made me a bowl of noodles today, and it tasted very good (thumbs up) (thumbs up)."

He added the picture of that bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

Sure enough, a group of middle-aged people underneath were full of envy and jealousy; some praised the presentation of the noodles, while others expressed envy, such as "My daughter will surely be this virtuous in the future," "My little brat only knows how to make me angry every day," and "A little cotton-padded jacket is still the most thoughtful."

There were also those who joked, saying, "Lao Chen, our two families are so close, how about we become in-laws?"

Looking at these comments, the corners of Chen Jun's mouth were harder to suppress than an AK.

After the small talk, it was time to discuss business.

They entered the Chen study.

Under the dazzling incandescent light, the entire room was illuminated brightly; Shen Yan and Chen Jun sat opposite each other on the sofa, with Chen Shanni sitting next to Chen Jun.

Originally, this conversation had nothing to do with her, but Chen Shanni hoped to participate, using the excuse of wanting to broaden her knowledge.

Chen Jun saw through it but didn't expose her; in fact, he was happy for it.

As an only daughter, all the family business would be inherited by Chen Shanni in the future; perhaps under Shen Yan's influence, her interest in business could be sparked.

Shen Yan also had no objections, so Chen Shanni joined in.

Tomorrow, Xiaogu Company would hold a shareholders' meeting, the core content of which was to set the tone for the company's development direction; Shen Yan held a 32% stake in the company, and Chen Jun held 40%, with the two of them combined holding over 70%.

It was equivalent to the two of them calling the shots for the entire company.

Chen Jun took a smartphone out of his pocket and handed it to Shen Yan, saying, "This is the first version of MIUI that was just developed; you can take a look first."

On the back of the smartphone was the Meizu logo; Shen Yan operated the display screen with his fingers at will and found that the functions were very monotonous, divided into four modules: Phone, SMS, Desktop, and Contacts.

There is room for further improvement.

To be honest, Chen Jun was not very satisfied with the fact that it took nearly two months to complete the initial development of the operating system in his most proficient field.

Because he was about to embark on the completely unfamiliar field of hardware, the time consumed would only be longer, requiring at least two years to complete, by which time the market would likely have long been carved up by Apple or other brands.

Chen Jun told Shen Yan to prepare himself mentally, as it was not yet known whether this investment would succeed.