Wei Yumeng still nodded, "Okay, I'll pay attention in the future."
"By the way, there's one more thing. I want Yi Chen to learn something from A Han. A Han has given him a new project, but it needs to be translated into other languages. Don't you know how to do that? Help him."
Wei Yumeng then realized what Wen Yulan wanted her for.
She hesitated, "Aunt, it's not that I'm unwilling to help him. You know, Second Young Master has always had a prejudice against me, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to communicate."
But her words were just an excuse in Wen Yulan's eyes.
She took a sip of tea and sneered, giving Wei Yumeng no face.
"Wei Yumeng, it's your fortune that I'm letting you tutor Yi Chen. Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. If you don't agree, then I'll have to ask A Han to speak to you personally."
The atmosphere in the living room instantly became tense.
Wei Yumeng's expression was complicated. She didn't doubt that Wen Yulan would do such a thing, and it was not impossible to bring it up to Old Master Zhan.
She had finally managed to get Zhan Mohan to forgive her for running away. If she were to be wronged by Wen Yulan again, she was afraid that a difficult life would be waiting for her.
"Okay, as long as Second Young Master agrees, I have no problem."
It was just a project translation. She would translate it for him and give it to him.
Wen Yulan's face finally showed a smile.
"Then you can start when Yi Chen comes back later."
"Okay." Wei Yumeng agreed readily this time. She decided to try and talk to Zhan Yichen.
She said she didn't care, but in her heart, she still wanted to help Gu Shuyi get her things back. They were the only mementos her grandmother had left her.
Zhan Yichen returned with a stack of documents a few minutes later and called out loudly when he saw Wen Yulan.
"Mom, where's the translator you found for me?"
Wen Yulan looked at Zhan Yichen in a suit and tie, holding documents, and thought that he did look like a successful person.
Perhaps after this, Yi Chen could really figure things out and focus on his career.
She smiled and stepped forward, taking the documents and coat from Zhan Yichen's hands.
"You must be tired, Yi Chen. Mom has found a translator for you."
Zhan Yichen bent down, picked up the water cup, and took a sip, asking casually.
"Where is she?"
"Wei Yumeng."
"Cough... What did you say?"
He hadn't even swallowed his second sip of water when he coughed violently upon hearing Wen Yulan's words.
Wen Yulan knew that Zhan Yichen disliked Wei Yumeng, but she had asked people in the company, and only Wei Yumeng could do it.
She pulled Zhan Yichen aside and whispered to him.
"Anyway, she's just translating for you. It's not like you'll be working with her in the future. What are you worried about?"
"Mom, but I don't want to be with this woman."
Zhan Yichen's face was scrunched up, and he cast a disgusted glance at Wei Yumeng, who was not far away.
Wen Yulan was also annoyed. "There's nothing we can do. Among so many people in the company, only she can do it. I heard that she just signed a big deal with the company's CEO a few days ago because she mastered this language. Although she is quite annoying and not worthy of your brother, you can still learn from her strengths."
She now understood why Zhan Yichen had brought this woman into the company without even an interview.
Zhan Yichen knew about this. Even though he was unwilling, he wanted to accomplish something and make Zhan Yichen look at him with respect.
He had always regarded Zhan Yichen as an idol. Even after the accident and his paralysis, this fact would never change.
Fine, if it wasn't for the fact that only this woman could do it, he would never have agreed.
In the end, he reluctantly agreed.
"Okay."
Wen Yulan's face lit up. "Then you two go to the room. I'll get you something to eat."
After working so hard, Yi Chen must not have eaten yet.
Wei Yumeng and Zhan Yichen went to his room. The door was left open to prevent any misunderstandings.
She sat down for a while, and seeing that he had no reaction, she urged him.
"Take out the documents and let me take a look first."
Zhan Yichen then took out the documents and placed them in front of her, still looking displeased.
"Where don't you understand?"
"Nowhere."
Wei Yumeng flipped through them. These were already the simplest parts, yet he shamelessly told her he didn't understand anything.
It seemed that Wen Yulan's hope placed on him was misplaced.
Although she didn't particularly like dealing with Zhan Yichen, Wen Yulan's request this time had inadvertently helped her.
On the way earlier, she had been thinking about how to find an opportunity to talk to Zhan Yichen. If she had approached him out of the blue, she didn't know how harshly he would have spoken to her.
Now, it was legitimate.
After she finished translating all the project documents and handed them to him, Zhan Yichen asked again.
"So fast?"
Wei Yumeng sneered, "These are already the simplest parts."
Zhan Yichen couldn't help but snort, "Don't think you're so great just because you know a few foreign languages. Zhan Group can find any talent."
"But your brother still let me do it."
Wei Yumeng retorted without changing her expression.
"You... Wei Yumeng, since you are now married to my brother, it's best that you behave yourself and don't think about those extraneous things."
She tilted her head, twirling her pen.
"Can I ask you a question?"
Zhan Yichen looked down at the documents, unsure if the woman's translation was correct. What if the whole thing was wrong tomorrow?
"Ask away."
"Why do you have such a big hostility towards me? We've never met before, and we've never even seen each other. Where does your hostility towards me come from?"
"I just don't like you, is that okay?"
He was the second young master of the Zhan family. Did he need a reason to dislike someone?
Wei Yumeng didn't think it was that simple. She had to clarify this matter today and resolve their misunderstanding before she could proceed to the next step.
Otherwise, if she directly mentioned Wei Jin to him, it would only deepen their misunderstanding.
"I know that part of it is definitely because of Zhan Lin and your brother's legs. Are there any other reasons?"
"What do you mean by this? I don't understand."
Zhan Yichen pointed at the document.
Wei Yumeng was speechless. This guy didn't seem to be listening to her at all.
She put down her pen, turned sideways, crossed her arms, and looked at him leisurely.
"Answer my question first, and then I'll tell you what this means."
Zhan Yichen's face was full of displeasure.
"Are you threatening me?"
"You could say that." She admitted openly.
Zhan Yichen didn't expect her to not even bother to conceal it.
He looked at her too, but found himself unable to utter a word.
After a moment, Zhan Yichen finally gave in.
"Alright, I'll tell you the reason, but it's useless for you to know, because I won't listen to any of your explanations."