The capital city was bustling with various rumors.
Meanwhile, Meng Yunzheng, who was the center of these discussions, had already returned from the palace and was enjoying the filial service of his young nephew.
Little Song Le was either massaging his legs or patting his back, acting as if Meng Yunzheng was exhausted from his trip to the palace.
Little Huohuo imitated him, but after a short while, he got bored and started climbing all over Meng Yunzheng.
Shu Yu brought in a bowl of freshly washed strawberries and told the two children to wash their hands. She ate one herself, sat beside Meng Yunzheng, and said with a smile, "You seem quite relaxed now. Today, when Manager Yun heard about you refusing the official position, he was so surprised that he almost rolled down the stairs."
Meng Yunzheng pondered for a moment, "I indeed should have given him a heads-up."
"But you couldn't have warned them all. Mister Qi and Uncle Yao were also quite shocked by you."
