I’m worth hundreds of millions, what’s wrong with having hundreds of millions of vests?

When Ye Zhuohua came down from upstairs with his cell phone, he saw Ye Wan with a blank look in her eyes, mechanically stuffing a small cake into her mouth.

He grabbed a servant who was doing nothing nearby and asked her to get him one as well, then he sat down next to Ye Wan.

Seeing that Ye Wan hadn't noticed him for some reason, Ye Zhuohua raised his hand and waved it in front of her.

Ye Wan was frightened by the sudden appearance of the hand and called Ye Zhuohua "brother" in a dry voice.

Seeing that he had attracted Ye Wan's attention, Ye Zhuohua placed the phone in front of her and told her the purpose of his visit:

"You guys are on the hot search again. What do you think we should do with this? Should we just leave it like this or remove it?" Ye Zhuohua glanced around again, "Where's Shen Qingzhou?"

Ye Wan raised her hand and pointed to the kitchen door: "There."

Ye Zhuohua looked in the direction of her finger. The noise inside had not stopped yet. He raised his eyebrows slightly: "What is he doing in there? Dismembering the body?"

Ye Wan casually echoed: "Friends who often kill people know..."

Unexpectedly, Ye Wan would actually say that. Ye Zhuohua even stuttered: "He...he he he...he is really in there...dismembering the body?"

Ye Wan shook her head, her face expressionless: "No, he's cooking."

Ye Zhuohua: ... "I think this is much more terrifying than dismembering the body. No wonder you look like you're going to die heroically."

Ye Wan let out a long sigh. She urgently needed something to distract herself, so she lowered her head and looked at Ye Zhuohua's phone interface.

The hot search this time was not about anything to discredit her, but the paparazzi posted the photos of her going to get off work and eating together with Shen Qingzhou every day on the Internet.

[Real couples are so sweet. How can they still have such a good relationship after being married for several years? I wonder if these two can share some secrets. ]

[Shen Qingzhou is really nice to lick. It turns out that a love-brain is the best dowry for a man. ]

[My friend works at Shen's. She used to say that their boss would leave early. I always thought it was because they didn't encourage overtime and the boss was afraid of too many people at the rush hour, so it turned out that he was going to pick up his wife. [Screenshot of chat history]]

[Meibao’s fashion sense is really good! And have you noticed? Every day, there are matching elements on their clothes or jewelry! ]

[Ye Wan is really lucky. Not only does she have a good family background and is excellent, but her husband is also so good. I envy her.]

【CP fans, please save it quickly, I’m afraid that there will be no trace of them on the Internet soon. At the beginning, some people said that they were going to enter the entertainment industry, but now, apart from the hot searches related to the show, one is up and one is down, alas.】

Ye Wan casually flipped through the comments and found that the comments below were quite friendly, and no one said that they were just trying to hype up the topic.

pretty good.

But I still have to remove them all. I don’t like the feeling of having my private life pried into by others.

Just warn the paparazzi when the time comes.

Just as Ye Wan was about to hand the phone back to Ye Zhuohua, there was an explosion in the kitchen.

I was so scared that I loosened my grip and the phone hit the edge of the table and fell straight down.

Ye Zhuohua bounced off the chair and hurriedly caught his cell phone before it hit the ground.

After brushing off the non-existent dust on his phone, Ye Zhuohua maintained the same posture as before when answering the phone, raised his eyes and looked at Ye Wan.

Both of them saw the same thing in each other's eyes - fear.

After a long silence, Ye Zhuohua's throat rolled over with difficulty, and he spoke as if he had finally mustered up the courage: "Wanwan...um...we...why don't we go in and take a look..."

Ye Wan clenched the fork in her hand and took a deep breath: "Brother, I actually have a better way."

"What?" Ye Zhuohua was a little confused when he heard this. Then he noticed the movement of Ye Wan's hands, and suddenly opened his eyes wide and swallowed hard. "You don't want to pierce his hand with a fork, do you?"

After hearing this, Ye Wan noticed her subconscious action caused by fear and quickly let go of the fork in her hand.

As she moved, the fork landed on the table with a crisp sound.

According to the education Ye Wan received, this was a somewhat rude thing to do.

But now she had no time to care about these things. She stood up from the chair suddenly: "Brother! Let's run before he comes out!"

The next second after she finished speaking, the kitchen door opened.

Shen Qingzhou came out holding a plate.

He was a little surprised when he saw Ye Zhuohua: "Brother, you are here too!"

He immediately put down the plate, pulled Ye Zhuohua up from the ground, and pulled out a chair for him to sit down: "Brother, why are you squatting on the ground? Come on, sit down! I'm telling you, you really have to try the food I cooked this time. I'm telling you, it's really delicious this time!"

When the servants saw Shen Qingzhou coming out, they rushed into the kitchen and started cleaning up. Ye Wan looked at their backs and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Hearing this, the servants all turned their heads, and each of them looked at her with a bit of pity. The maid with the longest service spoke on their behalf, her voice full of pity: "No, we are not working hard, these are all our responsibilities. Miss, you are the one who has worked hard."

Ye Wan smiled bitterly after hearing this: "It's not hard, it's just a hard life."

The next second after she finished speaking, Shen Qingzhou pulled her to sit next to him: "Honey, try it! What I made this time is really delicious!"

Ye Wan had no choice but to turn her gaze to the plate on the table.

On top of a pile of greenish-greenish-purple lumps and red unknown substances, there was some semi-solid, semi-liquid off-white substance. The thing that should be called soup was bright red, permeating the off-white substance.

Several colors intertwined together look extremely weird.

Ye Zhuohua has been controlled by this unknown thing for two minutes.

Only when he saw Ye Wan sitting down did he regain some consciousness. For the sake of his sister's life, he opened his mouth and spoke to Shen Qingzhou, but his trembling voice still exposed his lack of confidence: "Are you...are you...really dismembering the body in there?"

There's no other reason, it just looks like rotten body parts mixed with fresh brain matter.

He raised his phone tremblingly and tried to take a photo with shaking hands, but because his hands were shaking so much, the photos were blurry no matter how he took them, so he had to switch to video mode.

"What kind of dish are you making?"

Shen Qingzhou stared at the plate for a while, and replied without blushing, "French Hawaiian style, thinly chopped tomatoes with golden, charred thick eggs."

Ye Zhuohua was a little crazy because of him and this answer: "Can you speak human language?!"

Ye Wan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Tomato scrambled eggs."

Ye Zhuohua looked down at the things on the plate, then looked up at Ye Wan.

He looked down at the things on the plate again, then looked up at Ye Wan.

He repeated this several times before he finally found his voice: "How... did you figure that out..."

Ye Wan also wanted to ask, how did she know that?

How can you tell?????

It can't be derived from that crappy name, right? ?

Feeling the fiery gaze coming from beside her, Ye Wan turned her head stiffly.

She immediately met Shen Qingzhou's eyes which were staring at her.

At this moment, these eyes are shining, as if they have found a soulmate.

Ye Wan just wanted to travel back half a minute and give herself a big slap in the face.

Tell you to talk too much!

You have to eat it now!

Damn it! !

How did you recognize what it was?

With trembling hands, Ye Wan took the chopsticks handed to her by Shen Qingzhou, and used the tip of the chopsticks to pick up a little bit of brain matter, oh no, it was egg, and put it into her mouth.

Chewed it gently twice.

Seeing that Ye Wan didn't spit it out, Shen Qingzhou asked expectantly, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Hearing Shen Qingzhou's question, Ye Wan put down her chopsticks and leaned back in her chair. She was clearly looking at the ceiling, but her eyes were dead.

Then she closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no trace of desire in them anymore, and her whole body was so ethereal that it seemed as if she was about to ascend to heaven in the next second.

One could even see a hint of compassion in the look she gave Shen Qingzhou.

"The hustle and bustle of the world is tiresome, and so are you."