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The refrigerator is empty.

Not even a bottle of water.

Clean as if it was brand new.

Only a piece of paper in the middle showed that someone had been here.

Ye Wan picked up the note and took a look. It was written by Mo Ming.

There were a few words written in a flamboyant style on it. Ye Wan looked carefully before she could figure out what the words were.

"I've already helped you get rid of all the food. No need to thank me. Love you, jiu-mi-jiu-mi?"

Ye Wan narrowed her eyes and glanced at the cooking table. No wonder she felt something was wrong when she came in just now. All the seasoning bottles on the table had disappeared.

When I opened the cabinet again and took another look, everything that had anything to do with food had disappeared, let alone spices like star anise, not even a grain of salt was left.

Ye Wan stared at the love heart on the note, and exerted force with her fingertips that were pinching the note, and the note turned into a crumpled ball.

She sneered and looked at Shen Qingzhou beside her: "Do you think that for someone like Mo Ming who doesn't exercise, the fat has already penetrated into the skin and become delicious?"

Shen Qingzhou had no doubt that if he just said so, Ye Wan would go out and chop Mo Ming into pieces and eat him on the spot.

But if she said no, would she say that she would go and kill Mo Ming first?

Facing Ye Wan's murderous eyes, Shen Qingzhou suddenly had an idea and thought of a way to dissuade her: "No, my dear! What if there is a prion? Eating it will kill you!"

Moreover, he had been with Ye Wan for such a long time, and he had learned a little about food matching through observation and observation. Apart from the fact that the dinner was a little bland and Ye Wan didn't like it at all, there was actually nothing wrong with it.

This is the biggest problem though!

Although what Mo Ming did was indeed a bit despicable, it was essentially to prevent their bodies from developing any inflammation in the next two days, and it was also for the good of both of them, so it really wasn't a crime worthy of death.

"Doesn't she love meat? How about we let her eat dry boiled chicken breast for a week when this is over?"

Ye Wan curled her lips: "Two weeks!"

Seeing that she had calmed down, Shen Qingzhou naturally went along with her: "Okay, okay, two weeks, two weeks. If you think she is not suffering enough, then add a little longer."

Ye Wan hummed reluctantly. Thinking about having to eat this kind of thing every day during this period of time, she felt that her life was bleak.

What kind of innately fit body could tolerate such bland food?

Anyway, she couldn't bear it at all!

Seeing that Ye Wan no longer had the intention to attack Mo Ming, Shen Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and put down the hand that had just stopped her: "Okay, forget about her. Do you want to take a shower first?"

Ye Wan nodded and said "hmm".

Just now, I was thinking that I would smell like cooking fumes after cooking, so I planned to cook first and then take a shower. Now there is no food to cook, so naturally I can only take a shower.

I went back to my room and took a shower. When I came out, Shen Qingzhou was already sitting on the sofa in the living room in his pajamas.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Wan coming out, and Shen Qingzhou waved at her: "Mom's video."

Seeing Ye Wan coming over and sitting down, he stuffed the phone into her hand, got up and went to the bathroom, took out a hair dryer and used it to blow her hair.

With the gentle sound of the wind blowing in her ears, Ye Wan heard Shen's mother ask her: "Wan Wan, how was your meal over there?"

Thinking of what to eat in the evening, Ye Wan immediately sighed: "Ah..."

Before she could say anything, Shen's mother's voice rang out again, but she was looking outside the camera, probably talking to Shen's father: "Look! I said Wanwan must not be used to being there!"

After saying that, Shen's mother looked back at the screen: "I can tell from the fact that you don't have fresh ingredients shipped in every day! My dear Wanwan, I feel like your chin has become pointed."

Ye Wan didn't know what to say. What she said was too exaggerated. She had seen them in the morning, so the difference couldn't be that big, right?

Moreover, when she was weighed today, she was four pounds heavier than before!

The sound of the hair dryer across the street was really annoying. Shen's mother didn't want to hear Ye Wan's answer and continued, "Wan Wan, how about I bring you some food tomorrow?"

Ye Wan's eyes lit up, and just as she was about to say "OK!", she heard Shen's mother speak again: "I will go to Gang to learn how to cook from your Uncle Li tomorrow morning, and I can just deliver it to you at noon!"

The man who was blowing Ye Wan's hair froze for a moment, and then he turned off the hair dryer so that his voice could be heard by his mother: "Mom, no matter how bad our food is, you wouldn't want to poison us, right?"

Mother Shen:?

"Shen Qingzhou, what the hell do you mean?"

Unexpectedly, his own mother would scold him when she got angry. Shen Qingzhou took a comb and slowly combed the ends of Ye Wan's hair. He responded calmly, "Mom, don't think you are good just because my dad and I don't want to spoil your fun and say that the food you cook is delicious. Do you want to harm my wife?"

Mother Shen almost laughed out of anger at his words: "Shen Qingzhou, what do you mean?"

Shen Qingzhou answered without thinking: "It means that your cooking is bad."

Mother Shen retorted without hesitation: "No matter how bad my cooking is, can it be as bad as yours? Wanwan, tell me! Which is worse, my cooking or his?"

Ye Wan, who was caught in the middle: ...

You two were having a nice quarrel, why are you dragging others into it?

As for your two cooking skills, need I say more?

I can only say that sometimes genetics is really a very powerful thing.

Ye Wan sighed, grabbed Shen Qingzhou's hand that was combing her hair, and took the comb.

"My words are rude. I'm leaving now."

After saying this, she stuffed the phone back into Shen Qingzhou's hand, stood up, picked up the hair dryer he had placed aside, and went back to the bathroom.

Watching Ye Wan's back disappear at the bathroom door, Shen Qingzhou held his phone and stared at the person on the screen.

After a while, Shen Qingzhou broke the silence: "Mom, do you know what she meant by that?"

Father Shen, who had been sitting silently beside Mother Shen, said from the phone: "She said that the dishes you two cook are terrible."

"I don't believe it!" Shen's mother slammed the table and stood up. "How could Wanwan say that to me? I don't believe it!"

"Mom, it's important for people to know themselves." After saying that, Shen Qingzhou looked at the anger on his old mother's face and saw her lips moving, probably indicating that she was going to scold him to death in the next second.

He quickly turned his head in the direction of the bathroom and said, "What? Honey, do you want me to help you comb your hair? I'll be right there!"

He turned back and said to the person on the screen, "Mom, Wanwan asked me to blow-dry her hair. I'm going to hang up now."

After saying that, he hung up the video, leaving Shen's mother on the other side of the screen staring at the disconnected interface with her eyes wide open, filled with anger and not knowing who to vent on.

Father Shen quickly pulled her to sit down and gently stroked her back to calm her down: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you get angry and get sick, no one can help you."

Mother Shen still didn't understand: "How could our Wanwan say something like that? The food I cook isn't that bad, right?"

After waiting for a long time without hearing a response from the person next to her, Shen's mother looked at Shen's father: "Why don't you speak?"

Father Shen forced a smile and said, "There are nutritionists working at the research institute. Even if their food tastes terrible, it's good for your health."

"Why are you saying this suddenly?"

"Nothing." Father Shen stood up and walked out the door as if he was taking a leisurely stroll. "I'm just going to find them a few good cooks to send over."

I don't know why the topic suddenly jumped to this point, but what he said didn't seem to be a problem. Shen's mother nodded somewhat confusedly: "Okay, we can't let Wanwan eat something unpalatable."

When Father Shen was about to step out of the study, Mother Shen suddenly opened her eyes wide as if she had realized something, and said sternly to Father Shen's back: "Gu Yizhi?! Did you mean to say that the food I cooked is harmful to the body?!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Shen ran away. There was no trace of his previous calmness at all.

"Gu Yizhi, I'm telling you! You're done!"