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After the anger passed, Wen Zhengyu calmed down, and his thinking began to function.

After Wen Shiyi received her text message, the first thing he thought of was dowry and money, which could only mean one thing, that is, he was very short of money now.He has been prosperous for most of his life, and he is used to the life of beauties who spend money like clouds and money. She wants to believe that he can hardly bear the down-and-out life of lack of money.He went to her aunt, and her aunt would help him, make him not worry about food and clothing, and also lend him some money to start some business, but if she lends him too much money, let him go back to the way he used to be. Life is impossible.He wanted to make a comeback, saying that he had a project, and he had no contacts abroad except her aunt, and he didn't have any indispensable abilities and expertise, so the only place where he could get a project was to invest money.Mr. Wen Ru's family has been emptied, and there will be no more money for Wen Shiyi.Wen Shiyi is abroad, and his eldest sister is there. Ms. Wen Shishu is in China. If she wants to transfer a large amount of money abroad to lend to Wen Shiyi, the various procedures will be quite troublesome, so I won't bother.

Wen Zhengyu felt a little better when he thought of his lack of money and his unsatisfactory life.

She turned on the phone, and in front of Wen Shishu, moved Mr. Wen Shiyi's phone number into the blacklist, then logged into the mobile mailbox and added Mr. Wen Shiyi's chat software, and deleted all of Wen Shiyi's accounts. Pulled into the blacklist.

Wen Shishu patted Wen Zhengyu on the back lightly, and said, "Go to rest early." Pulling the third child into the blacklist in front of her was clearly telling her not to mention the third child in front of her in the future. this person.Wen Shishu could only sigh inwardly when his biological father and daughter had caused such trouble.

Wen Zhengyu gave a soft "hmm" and said, "Second Aunt, Grandpa, you should go to bed early too." Then he went upstairs and went back to his room.

She went back to her room, sat at the desk, took out Lian Huaijin's photo, and looked at the gentle and gentle woman with a smile in her eyes.She thought, she actually has a good mother.

After Wen Zhengyu calmed down, he went to wash and rest.

The next day, she went back to work in the studio.

She didn't come to the studio for almost half a month, and the studio was still in good order, and the people in various departments didn't slack off because of her absence.She asked the clerk at the front desk, "Has Mr. Ye come here often recently?"

The front desk clerk got up and replied: "Yes."

Wen Zhengyu knew it in his heart.She is not in the studio, and it is the same with Ye Ling.

Although Ye Ling doesn't care about things, as the studio's biggest shareholder and boss, no one dares to play tricks under her nose when she is here.

She knew that Ye Ling was looking after the studio for her.

Wen Zhengyu was quite touched.

Behind him, there was the sound of Ye Ling's unique footsteps.

When Wen Zhengyu turned his head, he saw Ye Ling coming up from the first floor.

When Ye Ling saw Wen Zhengyu, surprise appeared on his face, a bright smile appeared on his face, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Good morning, Zhengyu. Have you recovered from your cold?"

Wen Zhengyu nodded: "It's okay." She said: "I'm not here for a while, please trouble Mr. Ye."

Ye Ling smiled so much that her eyes rolled up, and said, "No trouble." Then she added, "Just treat me to dinner."

Wen Zhengyu responded: "Okay."

Ye Ling asked: "Can you cook?"

Wen Zhengyu: "..." Is this asking her to cook?

Ye Ling said: "No, then go to my house and I'll make it for you."

Wen Zhengyu: "..." She paused for several seconds before asking, "Can you cook?"

Ye Ling smiled and said: "When I lived at home, I came home late, and there was no food left, so I cooked for myself."

Wen Zhengyu didn't know what to say for a while.Yesterday, she felt that it was very bad for her to be with such a father, but now she met Ye Ling in such a comparison, and she suddenly felt that she was actually quite happy.

Ye Ling said: "My cooking skills are quite good, do you want to try it?"

Wen Zhengyu said, "That's annoying."

Ye Ling said: "Okay, that's it. You do your work first, and call me when you're done. Let's go to the supermarket to buy vegetables."

Wen Zhengyu opened his mouth in astonishment, and asked, "Still... still going to the supermarket to buy vegetables?"

Ye Ling said "hmm" and said, "I also need to buy meat, as well as seasonings."

Wen Zhengyu immediately understood that Ye Ling, like Wen Li, probably didn't work together at home.She thought about it again, whenever Ye Ling was free at noon, she would come to the studio for dinner, and usually had more meals at dinner, and as for breakfast, bread and coffee would be settled casually.She said, "If it bothers us, we can go to the restaurant."

Ye Ling said: "No trouble. You have treated me to a home-cooked meal for so long, and I will treat you to my home-cooked meal as well."

Wen Zhengyu could only respond: "Okay." She was speechless when she said thank you to make Ye Ling go to Ye Ling's house for dinner.

After finishing her work, Ye Ling dragged her to the supermarket.

She seldom goes to supermarkets. She used to visit imported snack stores or imported supermarkets occasionally. For this kind of large supermarkets, the number of times she comes can be counted on the fingers.

Ye Ling knew the way very well, and when she entered the supermarket, she pushed a trolley.

Wen Zhengyu looked back at the bodyguard hiding in the crowd, then at Ye Ling, hesitated for a while, and then asked, "You used to buy vegetables by yourself?"

Ye Ling said: "Buy it. When I was in college, the power would be cut off at the right time. Our dormitory manager was in menopause, and the ward rounds were like something. Whenever there was a light in the dormitory, we knocked on the door as if we could knock the dormitory door. It was demolished. I rented a room next to the school, and I did all the washing and cooking by myself.”

Wen Zhengyu said "uh" and asked, "No nanny?"

Ye Ling said: "My grandma is the housekeeper, 2000 yuan a month for living expenses."

Wen Zhengyu: "..." It's really a step-grandmother.No wonder Ye Ling had to fight to the death with her step-grandmother and those uncles.If you don't fight, you won't have enough to eat.

She saw Ye Ling going to get the seasoning, and offered to help Ye Ling push the cart.

While adding things to the shopping cart, Ye Ling asked Wen Zhengyu, "What about you? Live in a university?"

Wen Zhengyu said: "Half a semester, I always lost things, and some classmates stole my daily necessities, so they moved out."

Ye Ling couldn't help but hooked the corners of her mouth with a smile, and asked, "What did you lose?"

Wen Zhengyu was a little embarrassed, paused, and then said: "Clothes without labels, daily necessities such as facial cleanser, shoes, toothbrush, toothpaste, skin care products, etc., are all worthless things that cannot be investigated." New underwear without labels He and his underwear were also lost, which was so embarrassing that he was embarrassed to report it.The classmate stole her things, posted them on the school net to sell them, and wrote that the goods were delivered to the door in the school and picked up outside the school.

The two of them went straight to Ye Ling's house after purchasing from the supermarket.

When Ye Ling returned home, she gave leave to the bodyguards and said to Wen Zhengyu, "Come help in the kitchen."

Wen Zhengyu couldn't turn his head around.Invite her to come to the house, and give everyone a holiday, so they are the only two left in the house?

Ye Ling glanced at Wen Zhengyu with a smile, and said half-truthfully, "If you live in a world of two, don't leave so many light bulbs."

Wen Zhengyu glanced at Ye Ling speechlessly, and followed Ye Ling into the kitchen.She wanted to see Chef Ye cook.

She followed in, and Ye Ling stuffed her with two garlics and said, "Shoot the garlic."

Wen Zhengyu stared blankly at the garlic in his hand.Shoot garlic?

Seeing Wen Zhengyu's blank face, Ye Ling explained: "Both stir-fry and cold dishes are used. I think you don't like garlic very much, so put less, two are enough."

Wen Zhengyu knew that garlic should be added to stir-fried dishes and cold dishes, and crushed garlic should be added.She looked around and saw no garlic mortar.She glanced at Ye Ling, who was carrying her back, took out the vegetables and meat she had bought, put on her apron, rolled up her sleeves and started to work, walked to the side silently, bowed her head and began to peel the garlic.

Ye Ling heard that it was too quiet behind her, and when she turned her head, she saw Miss Wen standing in front of the trash can in the kitchen with her head down, tearing garlic.Her long nails are really easy to use, tear off a small piece, and tear it carefully like embroidery.

Ye Ling asked Wen Zhengyu, "Does your hand hurt?"

Wen Zhengyu replied without raising his head: "It's okay."

Ye Ling said: "Garlic is not torn."

Wen Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Peel the garlic?"

Ye Ling washed the cutting board and kitchen knife with clean water, took the garlic that Wen Zhengyu put on the kitchen cabinet and the garlic in Wen Zhengyu's hand, pressed the garlic on the board, swung the kitchen knife, and "snapped" a few times I smashed it into pieces, and chopped it quickly with "Ka Ka Ka Ka", and handed it to Wen Zhengyu, saying, "That's how it was chopped."

Wen Zhengyu suddenly wanted to ask: Can we skip lunch?I could be hungry enough to go out to eat at night.

Seeing that Ye Ling was enjoying it, she resignedly picked up the knife and cut the garlic.

Ye Ling washed the rice, put it in the rice cooker, and began to prepare the dishes.

The kitchen in her house is big enough, and there is more than one cutting board.Wen Zhengyu occupied one cutting board, and Ye Ling took another cutting board to chop vegetables.She warned: "Be careful, don't chop your hands."

She waited for Wen Zhengyu to chop the garlic, then instructed Wen Zhengyu to put the garlic into a bowl, and then asked Wen Zhengyu to beat the eggs, and she wanted steamed egg custard.

She kept busy and directed Wen Zhengyu to keep his hands busy, so tired that Wen Zhengyu's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Ye Ling washed her hands, turned around and went outside to get a few tissues, and came back to wipe the sweat off Wen Zhengyu's forehead.

Wen Zhengyu was immersed in peeling eggplants, and thanked Ye Ling politely for wiping her sweat.

Ye Ling smiled and said, "You're welcome." It's August anyway, so if you forget to turn on the air conditioner, forget it.

Wen Zhengyu stayed with Ye Ling in the kitchen for two hours, and didn't eat until after one o'clock in the afternoon.

This lunch was more than an hour later than usual, and Wen Zhengyu was starving.

Ye Ling gave Wen Zhengyu a piece of fish and said, "Try the fish I cooked."

Wen Zhengyu finished the fish in the bowl.

Ye Ling put another braised lion's head in Wen Zhengyu's bowl, and said, "Taste the lion's head and see how it tastes."

After Wen Zhengyu finished eating the lion's head, Ye Ling gave Wen Zhengyu two more sliced ​​bamboo shoots and said, "Try the sliced ​​bamboo shoots."

Only then did Wen Zhengyu realize something was wrong.Is this feeding her?She raised her head to look at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling said, "Eat more, you're almost skinny." She served another bowl of soup for Wen Zhengyu, and asked, "How is my cooking? Are you okay?"

Wen Zhengyu said truthfully: "It's worse than Aunt Sun."

Ye Ling turned her head to look at Wen Zhengyu, and said, "How many years has your family been a professional chef?"

Wen Zhengyu heard Ye Ling's dissatisfaction, and quickly served Ye Ling a bowl of soup to apologize, and said, "Try the soup I made." She can only cook soup.

Ye Ling took the soup bowl and thanked her.She drank a few sips of soup, sighed: "It's been many years since..." She swallowed back the words, smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued to drink the soup with a spoon.

Wen Zhengyu didn't know what Ye Ling was thinking again, but Ye Ling didn't say anything, and she didn't ask.

She and Ye Ling cooked the food. Ye Ling always brought food for her, and kept saying: "Eat more, it's a waste if you can't finish it. This is the fruit of our hard work." So a meal After eating, Wen Zhengyu held on.