My divorce is going crazy! My husband's whole family is dumbfounded

Aunt Zhou Yajun is going back to the president's kitchen today.

When Wen Lan arrived at the company early in the morning, she felt happy when she thought about this.

It would be better if she and Bu Yufan could break the ice earlier.

In the past few days, Wen Lan has added some small appliances to the president's kitchen.

Today she used the newly bought blender.

It is small and easy to use.

Millet, sesame, red beans, and oats, Wen Lan put these coarse grains in one by one.

This is a recipe for stomach-nourishing soy milk.

There are also shredded potato, chopped green onion and egg pancakes.

This is simple and does not require kneading.

Add some grated potatoes, beat an egg and sprinkle some chopped green onions into the batter.

Just adjust the taste with salt and thirteen spices.

Wen Lan also made an eggplant and minced meat topping and would cook some alkaline noodles later.

Once Bu Yufan arrives at the company, the food will be ready soon.

After preparing breakfast, she began to prepare the ingredients for lunch.

Just as I started peeling shrimps, I heard someone knocking on the kitchen door.

Wen Lan was startled and the black tiger shrimp's claw pierced into the flesh of her fingertips.

She bit her finger and ran to open the door.

"Bu Yu... President?"

"It's only... 7 o'clock now. Why are you here so early?"

Wen Lan blurted out, calling him by his name.

"What happened to the hand?"

Bu Yufan noticed something was wrong with her and asked nervously.

"It's okay, it's okay. This shrimp gun is like a weapon."

Wen Lan waved her hands and pretended nothing was wrong, but in fact she was almost dying of pain.

Bu Yufan grabbed her hand and frowned.

Then he grabbed her injured finger and dragged her to the faucet.

"Shh! That hurts!"

The wound made by the shrimp gun was narrow and deep, and a lot of blood oozed out.

"Hold on, we have to clean up the mess."

Bu Yufan applied soap to Wen Lan's wound several times.

"If there is redness or swelling, and it doesn't get better tomorrow, you have to go to the hospital, understand?"

Wen Lan looked at his serious expression and agreed with a smile.

"I know. You're afraid it's Vibrio virulens, right?"

"Don't worry, I won't go to the hospital to have my hands amputated. I still have to keep my hands to cook for you."

Wen Lan joked.

"What unlucky words are you saying?"

Bu Yufan blamed her, his tone anxious and serious.

I can’t believe how such a cool president like Bu could be so superstitious?

"Well... since you're here, why don't you have breakfast here?"

"It saves me from having to carry it up and down, okay?"

Wen Lan quickly changed the subject.

She moved the high chair and let Bu Yufan sit down.

"have you eaten?"

he asked her.

Wen Lan poured the hot soy milk into the cup and fried the pancakes.

"No."

"Then, let's eat together."

He spoke haltingly, as if begging her.

"Okay, I'll go make the noodles."

Wen Lan didn't hear anything wrong.

The two of them sat down naturally.

"Your face, what's wrong?"

Bu Yufan discovered the wound on Wen Lan's face.

He put down the soy milk in his hand and was about to take a closer look, but was interrupted by a phone call.

He glanced at the screen of his phone, looking somewhat troubled.

Wen Lan walked to the stove and scooped up the noodles with chopsticks.

"Yufan, are you up?"

"We had something to talk about last night."

It was Anlia's voice.

"Yeah. What's up?"

"What are you doing?"

"Me? I'm having breakfast."

An Liya was very surprised when this was said.

"You're having breakfast? Don't you never eat breakfast?"

“It’s really a strange story.”

Wen Lan placed the freshly-cooked eggplant and minced meat noodles in front of him.

The stew is very flavorful and smells delicious.

"Are you alright?"

Bu Yufan asked again.

"Oh! I want to treat Brother Nan to lunch today. What do you think?"

Bu Yufan glanced at Wen Lan.

The expression on her face was calm and there was no disturbance.

He looked at the sink again and saw the pile of lunch ingredients that Wen Lan had prepared.

"No. I'm not free at noon."

Bu Yufan didn't want to make Wen Lanbai busy, so he rejected An Liya's invitation.

"So, dinner?"

"Okay, dinner. Okay, at the usual place."

Bu Yufan hung up the phone.

"Is your face injured?"

He asked again, looking angry.

Because the scar from the slap is so easy to identify.

The finger prints are one by one.

"Why do you keep thinking that I'm hurt? It can't be an allergy or something?"

Wen Lan tried to change the subject.

"It's not an allergy. I got beaten a lot when I was a kid, I know."

Bu Yufan stared at her.

"Wen Lan? Wen Lan? Are you in there?"

The voice from the southern cloud.

Wen Lan let out a long sigh. This elder brother came at the perfect time.

"I'm here, I'm here."

She ran to open the door in a hurry.

The more she did this, the more Bu Yufan had the answer in his mind.

"Hey? Why are you here too? Are you here before me?"

Nan Yunshang saw Bu Yufan sitting there eating breakfast and thought that his eyes were blurry due to old age.

"Secretary Nan, come over and have something to eat too."

Wen Lan quickly poured him soy milk, served him noodles, and put in an egg pancake.

Fortunately, this big brother is here.

Otherwise the atmosphere would be really weird.

"Brother, are you free tonight?"

For the first time, Bu Yufan publicly announced to Wen Lan that he was Nan Yunshang's cousin.

"Is it Anlia?"

Secretary Nan reacted very quickly.

Bu Yufan nodded.

The two brothers spoke their own language, but they had no intention of hiding anything from Wen Lan.

"Sure, I'm free. Let's eat early and leave early."

He picked up the bowl and ate the noodles with gravy made by Wen Lan in big mouthfuls.

Wen Lan began to clean the stove and wash things.

"Let me wash your wound and let it heal."

"Wear a glove later."

Bu Yufan naturally took the sponge from Wen Lan's hand and started washing the dishes skillfully.

Wen Lan glanced at Secretary Nan and raised her eyebrows at him in confusion.

Nan Yunshang smiled secretly, and there was actually some comfort in his heart.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhou Yajun entered the president's kitchen.

She also noticed that there was something wrong with Wen Lan's face at first glance.

"Who hit me?"

She asked, her tone unpleasant.

"No, no one hit me."

Wen Lan denied it immediately.

"Don't try to fool me. I've been beaten a lot before. I can tell that at a glance."

Wen Lan raised her eyelashes with a smile in her eyes.

This mother and son both speak in exactly the same way.

"Auntie Zhou, I'm going to make shrimp balls first."

"I asked someone to buy wild first-season seaweed in the south. I plan to make seaweed and shrimp soup for lunch."

She asked Aunt Zhou for advice.

"Lanlan, even though I'm here, I just want to be closer to Bu Yufan."

"You are the one who makes the decision on everything. I will help you."

Zhou Yajun is very confident in Wen Lan.

CEO's office.

Bu Yufan opened Wen Lan's resume.

"She wants to go with the cultural tourism line?"

Bu Yufan pondered in his mind and then made a phone call.

"Senchi, help me check someone."

"Okay, President. What is it?"

Sen Chi is the human resources director of the IELTS Hotel Group headquarters and also Bu Yufan's confidant.

"Song Yinong. I don't know what the characters are. He works in a travel agency."

Bu Yufan ordered.

"What information do you want?"

"All."