The last time Wen Li went to the Huo family villa, she took a lot of photos of cakes made by Michelle Yim. She knew a little bit about typesetting, so she found the cake recipe that Michelle Yim had sent her before, and made a book of more than ten pages together with the photos, and sent it to her friend who was an editor.

The other party was quite interested and asked her if he could meet the author to discuss publishing.

Wen Li didn't dare to agree rashly, so he made an appointment with Michelle Yim and asked her if she was willing to publish a book.

The two met at a cafe not far from her studio.

When Wen Li arrived, he saw that the middle-aged lady in luxurious clothes was different from her usual gentleness and elegance. He felt a little embarrassed and rubbed the corner of her clothes nervously and asked her, "Do you really want to publish a book for me? Can I do it?"

Wen Li showed the message her friend sent to Michelle Chik and explained to her, "We have only sent a draft so far. They are interested in publishing it, but the content is too little. My friend said it should be at least 50 or 60 pages. If we follow the current layout, then Aunt Chik, you will have to make more than 100 different kinds of cakes. This is a lot of work. Are you willing to do it?"

Michelle Yim nodded with bright eyes, "Sure, I do. There are more than a hundred kinds of cakes. Give me some time, I will definitely be able to come up with one."

Wen Li said, "Aunt Qi, there is one more thing I have to tell you in advance, so that you don't get too excited for nothing. Baking books like this actually have a very narrow audience, and the cost of printing full-color pages is high, so the publisher said that it can be published, but the author has to pay for it himself."

She paused, pointed to a number, and said, "My friend said that the publishing fee would be about this amount. I think it's quite expensive, so I want to ask for your opinion."

Maggie Cheung smiled and said, "This is a small matter. The last thing I lack is money. As long as you can publish it for me, I will be willing to pay any amount of money."

Wen Li was relieved. She pushed Michelle Yim's WeChat to that friend, watched the two of them make an appointment to meet, and stood up to pay for the coffee.

Maggie Cheung refused to let her pay and insisted on treating. She said a little embarrassedly, "I like making cakes. I have liked it since I was young. Before I got married, I thought about opening a cake shop, but my family disagreed and thought I was not doing my job properly. Later, I married Yuanchen's father, and he didn't like the sweet taste of cakes, so I gradually stopped making cakes. You fulfilled my dream in the past, and I just treated you to a cup of coffee. I feel so sorry for that."

Wen Li thought for a moment and said, "Aunt Qi, it's never too late to start pursuing your dreams. If you like, you can open a cake shop now. As you said, you are not short of money, so don't be afraid of losing money."

She felt that Michelle Yim was having a very unfair life in the Huo family and hoped to be able to help.

Michelle Yim took it in. She had no experience in opening a shop, and thinking that Wen Li would be a boss if he opened his own studio, she asked Wen Li what he thought.

Wen Li did not hide anything from her. She told Michelle Yim everything she could think of, from choosing a store to decorating the store, packaging design, and marketing plan.

After talking for a long time, Maggie Cheung looked at the time and said apologetically, "I've kept you for too long. How about this? I'll treat you to a big meal today."

On the way to the restaurant, she sent a message to Huo Yuanchen, asking him to come over to pay the bill and create an opportunity for him and Wen Li.

Michelle Yim felt that her son was too unreasonable. He had slept with a girl and didn't even bother to coax her. He even asked her, as his mother, to help him win over a girlfriend.

In the end, no one knew what Huo Yuanchen was doing. She and Wen Li had finished their meal, but he didn't come over.

Qi Meizhen felt even worse. She had originally wanted to create an opportunity for Wen Li, but she ended up causing trouble for him instead. She thought to herself, fortunately she hadn't told Wen Li in advance that Huo Yuanchen was coming, otherwise Wen Li would definitely feel bad.

In order to make up for her guilt, she insisted on dragging Wen Li to a jewelry store, thinking of buying anything that suits Wen Li.

The little girl loved beauty since she was young, she had a lot of jewelry and high-end dresses, and she wore something different every day. Now she has grown up and reached the most beautiful age for a woman, but she is so plain.

Michelle Yim really wants to treat Wen Li as her daughter-in-law and is looking forward to Wen Li marrying her son. She is willing to spend any amount of money on Wen Li.

But when they arrived at the jewelry store, they were left aside. The clerks were all gathered around the previous customers, with a pile of jewelry boxes around them.

And the two guests who were treated like stars in the crowd were also old acquaintances, Huo Mingqi's white moonlight and Huo Yuanchen's good sister, who were holding hands intimately like mother and daughter.

An Wen admired the diamond necklace on her neck in the mirror, and asked with a little excitement and disbelief, "Aunt Li, are you really going to give me such an expensive necklace? This is too expensive. Brother Yuanchen has never given me such expensive jewelry."

Zhang Li sat elegantly on the sofa, looking at the jewelry at hand calmly, and said nonchalantly, "For such an important occasion as the graduation ceremony, of course you have to dress up beautifully. Your uncle Huo will personally attend your graduation ceremony, which shows how much the Huo family values you. Of course, I have to give you a little gift from my heart."

An Wen took Zhang Li's arm, shook it coquettishly, and said, "Aunt Li, you are so good to me."

Zhang Li glanced at her and said with a smile, "Am I the only one who treats you well? What about Yuanchen? Is he not good to you?"

An Wen blushed and nodded, saying, "It's fine. Brother Yuanchen, Aunt Li, and Uncle Huo, you are all very kind to me. You all have to come to my graduation ceremony. I like you the most."

Wen Li glanced at Qi Meizhen and saw that her body was shaking slightly. Knowing that she was very angry, he asked worriedly, "Aunt Qi, are you okay? How about we go somewhere else? Out of sight, out of mind."

Michelle Yim held Wen Li's hand tightly, and after a while she spoke and asked her , "What did you hear from this An? In her eyes, my husband, son, and Zhang Li are a family of three, and I am superfluous."

Wen Li lowered her eyes and said nothing. She didn't know how to persuade her. An Wen's meaning was very clear, and Qi Meizhen did not misunderstand it.

Over there, An Wen had chosen the jewelry, and Zhang Li generously took out her black card to pay for it for her without even bothering to ask the price, which drew another round of flattery from the shop assistants.

Michelle Yim stared at the card between Zhang Li's fingers, unable to suppress her anger, and her eyes looked murderous.

Wen Li followed her gaze and guessed something in his heart, so he asked her tentatively, "That card..."

"That's Huo Mingqi's card."

Michelle Yim pushed Wen Li away and strode towards the two men.

An Wen was sharp-eyed and saw Qi Meizhen first. She anxiously opened her arms to protect Zhang Li and screamed, "Aunt Qi, don't mess with Aunt Li. Uncle Huo will be furious if he finds out."

It would have been better if she didn't shout. After she shouted, Michelle Yim could no longer control her anger. Her face was gloomy and she even looked a little ferocious.

An Wen was scared and took a few steps back.

In the chaos, he stepped on someone's foot and accidentally pushed Zhang Li as he fell down.

Zhang Li's temple hit the glass corner of the jewelry counter, and blood immediately gushed out and she lost consciousness.