Because of touching porcelain, I married into a wealthy family

Ling's
Ling Qishan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his eyes were lifeless and bloodshot, his whole body was as decadent as if his head had turned white overnight.

"Dad!" Ling Wanyue shook Ling Qishan's hand, seeing him staring at the gate all the time, no matter how much she shouted, he was indifferent and didn't say a word.

This was the first time Ling Wanyue saw such a father. In the past two days, the company was under investigation and her father was also restricted from going abroad.

The Ling family's servants were also dismissed within a short period of time.

She sat beside Ling Qishan with red eyes, her expression of fear and horror appeared on every inch of skin and every corner of her face.

It probably took a long time until Ling Qishan came back to his senses when he heard the sound of a car stalling outside the door.

Raising his hands tremblingly, his originally bright eyes were now filled with tears, desperate and angry eyes clamoring helplessly in his eye sockets.

The whole facial expression is ferocious and extremely sad, and the unwilling heart is rampant in his heart, which makes him not want to succumb to it.

But the facts defeated him, and the sound of ringing the doorbell came a moment later.

"Father!" Ling Wanyue burst into tears when she knew who was outside the door.Although she is arrogant and domineering, Ling Qishan is her favorite father!
"Wanyue, Dad is not your safe haven anymore, you have to learn to take good care of yourself and live a good life. I left 100 million in your private account. Remember, find a rich man to marry yourself, and you will spend the rest of your life. Worry about food and clothing..."

Just when Ling Qishan was telling his daughter how to live in the future, the door that had not been opened for a long time rang and was kicked open.

Immediately afterwards, the law enforcement officers put handcuffs on Ling Qishan, Ling Wanyue's heart-piercing cry, and Ling Qishan's cry of despair and collapse, but helpless...

The Ling Group has completely collapsed, and this news has appeared in various news reports, financial reports, and law enforcement reports...

It was still drizzling outside, and it had been raining for several days in a row. Yu Wanzhou took a blanket and sat in the living room, watching the programs on the TV, without the slightest desire to continue watching.

"Shouldn't you be happy?"

Feng Chi's voice suddenly appeared in the living room, breaking her thinking. Yu Wanzhou looked up and saw Feng Chi standing at the entrance, holding an umbrella dripping with rain.

He put the umbrella on the partition above the entrance and walked slowly towards her.

Seeing that she was not in high spirits and was surrounded by a dark figure, he reached out and touched her forehead, her body temperature was normal.

"Ling Qishan has been convicted and sent to prison, shouldn't you be happy?"

He sat down beside Yu Wanzhou, a faint fragrance, mixed with a trace of rainwater, spread into the tip of his nose.

"Although he is in jail, the crime is not killing or framing my dad."

Even if she succeeded in revenge, the crime of killing her father's murderer has still not been settled, and Yu Wanzhou's resentment is hard to dispel.

"Don't worry, he'll admit it."

Feng Chi gave her a reassurance, and the gentle voice lingered in her ears, making her feel very comfortable.

"Did you do anything?" Yu Wanzhou regained his energy immediately, and stared at him expectantly and doubtfully with his beautiful eyes.

"I just sent someone to tell him about the pros and cons, and I promised to arrange a place for Ling Wanyue to keep her safe for the rest of her life. For someone like Ling Qishan, spending the rest of his life in prison is simply torture for him, so , it’s better to admit that you killed someone, and it will be over soon, and you won’t have to be imprisoned in your later years.”

It has to be said that Feng Chi is really good at understanding human nature, even what kind of person Ling Qishan is, and what he thinks in his heart.

Her melancholy mood just now disappeared without a trace after Feng Chi's words.

In a good mood, she suddenly had a bold idea.

"You came back early today, why don't we cook and eat." She got up and wanted to see what ingredients were in the refrigerator.

Feng Chi stared at her stomach, and pointed at her stomach expressionlessly, "You want to hold out your stomach and cook for me?"

Without Feng Chi's reminder, she almost forgot that she was already a person who was about to give birth. Yu Wanzhou stood there, digging at her shoes with her toes in embarrassment.

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang outside the door.

"Did you order the restaurant to deliver food?"

"No."

She was about to go to open the door, but Feng Chi blocked her way with a gentle palm, and said softly, "I'll come."

Opening the door, Xu Fangchuan stood outside the door empty-handed.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Chi frowned slightly.

"Cengfan!" Xu Fangchuan didn't wait for his consent, and walked in through the door swaggeringly, pushing Feng Chi aside.

"Hey, sister, I'm here to eat!"

"..."

"Why are you here?" Yu Wanzhou was surprised, how did Xu Fangchuan know that she lived here?

"This weekend, the company is closed. I have no work to do. I want to see if your toilet needs to be cleaned. By the way..."

He walked to the dining table, took out a fresh apple, took a bite, and continued, "By the way, let's eat."

Xu Fangchuan's star-like eyes twinkled, and he had a healing smile on his lips, which he couldn't bear to be rejected.

Yu Wanzhou looked at Feng Chi, and saw that he closed the door without any unhappy expression on his face.

"You don't need to clean the toilet. Can you cook? If you can't, go by yourself."

"Yes, of course!"

Xu Fangchuan didn't have time to admire Feng Chi's residence, so he drove him into the kitchen. When Xu Fangchuan opened the door of the kitchen refrigerator, he found that there were basically no ingredients for cooking in the refrigerator except some eggs and milk.

He froze for a moment, then smiled at Feng Chi who was standing outside the kitchen: "Why don't I cook scrambled eggs for you?"

Ten minutes later, Feng Chi and Xu Fangchuan went out. They said they were going to buy vegetables, and Yu Wanzhou wanted to go too, but they were ordered not to go out.

Looking at the direction Feng Chi and Xu Fangchuan got into the car and left, Yu Wanzhou fell into deep thought.

Based on what she knew about Feng Chi, it was almost impossible for him to agree to anyone entering the house. Since she moved in, she has never seen anyone other than part-time workers, movers, and food delivery come here.

Even when Liang Qishan and Ming Lanxin came to Lancheng, Feng Chi didn't bring them back. How could he allow Xu Fangchuan to come in?

Could it be that they just let him cook?
An hour later, the two returned with a full load.Xu Fangchuan put on his apron, closed the kitchen door, and began to cook dinner inside.

Feng Chi changed into her home clothes upstairs, poured a glass of juice and put it in front of her.

"Add more vitamins."

"Okay." She obediently picked up the water glass and drank half of it.

Glancing in the direction of the kitchen, Yu Wanzhou asked, "Do you really trust him to cook?"

Yu Wanzhou didn't seem to believe that a boy like Xu Fangchuan could cook.

"It's okay, if he can't do well, I will drive him out."

Yu Wanzhou: "..."

This should be the second time she and Feng Chi watched TV at a comfortable time, and both of them quietly waited for the dinner in the kitchen.

"By the way, doesn't Xu Fangchuan have no relatives? Who is the person who asked you to save him?"

Yu Wanzhou leaned on the armrest of the sofa with one hand, resting his chin while watching TV.

She has always wondered what Xu Fangchuan's background is. He said that he has no relatives, but who would ask Feng Chi to save him.

This puzzled her.

Feng Chi glanced in the direction of the kitchen in secret, thought for a moment, and finally decided not to tell her the truth.

He just lightly pursed his meager lips, and made up an excuse of origin, "The person who invited me was once helped by Xu Fangchuan's family, that's why I was asked to help."

"So, Xu Fangchuan is not an orphan?" She originally thought that Xu Fangchuan said that he had no relatives because he had been an orphan since he was a child, but he did not expect him to have any.

"Well, but my parents passed away." He lowered his eyes, wondering if Yu Wanzhou would be angry with his current explanation if he knew the truth in the future.

Yu Wanzhou already had a distressed feeling for Xu Fangchuan, but now I heard that he has no relatives not because he was abandoned, but because his parents died.

The things you have are more painful than the things you don't have.

"What are the young couple talking about? I've already prepared a meal, come and eat." Xu Fangchuan came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, holding three bowls of rice in his hands.

Yu Wanzhou and Feng Chi got up together and came to the dining table. She looked at the three bowls of rice on the table, and her face suddenly darkened.

"Is this what you call being able to cook?"

Everyone knows the skill of cooking, and it can't be called a skill, but Xu Fangchuan is too perfunctory!
After clinking and tossing in the kitchen for so long, I could hear him tinkering in it even when the kitchen door was closed. I didn't expect that after cooking for so long, there was only rice.

The only bit of anticipation on Yu Wanzhou's face disappeared in an instant, and even the corners of Feng Chi's mouth twitched unconsciously.

"I shouldn't have believed you." He said this lightly, frowned, and was about to drive Xu Fangchuan out of the room.

"What are you doing! Rice is the staple food, people put food first, right, what's wrong with me serving the staple food first?"

Xu Fangchuan pushed Feng Chi and Yu Wanzhou on the chairs, pointed at the rice in front of them, and said solemnly: "Don't think this rice is not enough later!"

He walked towards the kitchen confidently, and after a while, Xu Fangchuan came out with a plate of braised mackerel.

The color is full, the taste is fragrant, and it looks very appetizing. Yu Wanzhou can't help being surprised that Xu Fangchuan can cook, and he can cook it so well.

Judging from the hue alone, it is enough to be compared with the chef.

Then, crispy prawns, sauerkraut chicken in golden soup, crispy squab and many other dishes.

Finally, Xu Fangchuan served each of them an appetizer soup.

"How about it, is the dish made by Chef Xu qualified enough to enter your mouth?"

He stood in the main position with his hands on his hips, and raised his head condescendingly to enjoy the praise, but the two people at the table didn't pay any attention to him.

Yu Wanzhou picked up the appetizing soup in front of him and took a sip, his beautiful Jian pupil instantly enlarged, looking satisfied.

This soup!It's delicious!

The dishes made by the chef of the restaurant that Feng Chi frequented were no different. It turns out that a person's appearance does not represent his talent.