Are you sure you want to divorce me?

"..." Han Yufeng smiled, and did not argue with him about the so-called title, but just asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"what can you do?"

"That's a lot." Han Yufeng leaned back against the door to prevent himself from slipping on the ground without the strength.

"Sweet and sour pork tenderloin, vinegared cabbage, sour soup..."

"Stop it! Why is it all sour? Didn't I see that you are okay?"

Han Yufeng glanced at him, "I can't stomach these, this is for you."

"But I don't like to eat... surnamed Han! Are you mocking me?"

"I didn't say anything. This is your own imagination. How is it? Have you decided what to eat? Today my husband will serve you."

"Pull you down quickly! Although I really want to enjoy this kind of service, but I see you, you can't even stand firmly, so forget it."

"..." Han Yufeng sighed, and finally walked to the chair by the table and sat down slowly.

"you caught me."

"Of course! Young Master, I have sharp eyes! It's alright, alright, why don't you call Auntie back and let her cook it for us. Anyway, it's not too late."

"Okay." Han Yufeng was not persistent, "After a while, I will make you a table full of Chinese people."

Wen Wenyao's eyes widened in surprise, "Oh! It's amazing! Can you cook all the banquets? But, Han Yufeng, you said you cook so many dishes, but you can't eat them yourself. Is it a loss?"

"Loss." Han Yufeng looked at Wen Wenyao with a smile, "But it's already like this, there's nothing I can do about it."

"...Damn it! Han Yufeng, I have to take care of your broken stomach! It's so scary at every turn, which heart can bear it?"

"Sorry, not in the future. But..."

"But what?"

"You said 'Lao Tzu' again."

"I...uh..." Wen Wenyao suddenly felt a little embarrassed, like a primary school student who was suddenly caught for doing something wrong, he asked in a whisper, "Han Yufeng, do you have any obsession with that word? Otherwise Why... so disgusting? Ordinary men, say a word or two occasionally, it doesn't affect the overall situation, right? Even my dad sometimes..."

"My dad likes to say that."

"What? Your dad?"

"Well, he would beat me while swearing, and almost beat me to death once. So after that, I was very disgusted that people used those words as mantras."

"I... that... I..." Wen Wenyao didn't expect that there was another reason for this. He was dumbfounded for a while and didn't know how to speak, so he said after a while, "I'm sorry... I don't Know……"

"It's okay, it's all over. By the way, I was so patronizing that I forgot to call my aunt."

So, Han Yufeng took out his mobile phone and called his auntie, telling her to come over in 10 minutes, then turned to Wen Wenyao and said, "Wait, master. Are you hungry? How about some padding?" ?”

"No, it's you, why don't you just take a bite? Honestly, is the porridge I made hard to swallow?"

"No, who said that?"

"Don't lie to me, I know my own level. Otherwise, why did you destroy the evidence? You even emptied the whole pot into the trash can?"

"Well, the taste is really not that good, but I'm surprised you didn't blow up the kitchen."

"Are you praising people? That's all right, all right, I have to post a circle of friends."

"Why do you post on Moments?"

"I announce that my master is officially the owner!" After speaking, he quickly picked up the phone, wrapped Han Yufeng's arm, took a selfie of the two, and uploaded it.

"From today on, the young master will love his wife!"

In less than a minute after posting this circle of friends, the number of comments and likes soared instantly, approaching fifty.

Wen Wenyao looked down one by one, and found that most of the comments were, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

"Congratulations to Young Master Wen for finally achieving the right result."

Or someone who is more familiar is asking, "What's going on? You have fallen in just a few days? What kind of ecstasy soup did Han Yufeng pour you into?"

Wen Wenyao replied word by word, "Chicken soup is a great tonic, would you like some?"

The bottom row replied, "I rely on it!"

However, more people's focus was completely distorted. They agreed that Wen Wenyao was the daughter-in-law, and it was impossible to overwhelm Han Yufeng.Besides, Han Yufeng admitted that Wen Wenyao was his wife in front of so many people some time ago, didn't Wen Wenyao object?

He continued to swipe, and even saw a fucking comment, "Son, don't ignore Yu Feng's feelings for the sake of saving face."

There is also Jiang Shiyan, "Have you blocked Director Han in your circle of friends?"

...I rely on it!One by one, what do you mean?But... Wen Wenyao suddenly remembered that he didn't even add Han Yufeng as a friend!

"Hello! Han Yufeng, I'll add you as a friend! Hurry up and report!"

Han Yufeng reported a series of numbers without hesitation, and then said, "I have two numbers, can you add them both?"

"Two WeChat IDs? Why are you using them?"

"One work number, one personal."

"Work number... Forget it, it's boring. By the way, do you usually post on Moments? Could it be work or something?"

"No, I'm not used to it."

"...boring. I'm really out of my mind, why..."

"But after I have you, the content I post will only be about you."

"...All right, Mr. Han, your love talk skills are full. How did you learn it?"

"No. I'm self-taught."

"Cut..." Wen Wenyao rolled his eyes towards the sky, and then turned his attention to his mobile phone, and then suddenly saw a comment, "Xi Yuan said, there will be a party in the circle in a few days, and I ask you to go too."

"Xi Yuan? From the Xi family?"

"Well, remember? He was there when we were racing."

Han Yufeng closed his eyes and thought about it, then shook his head, "I have no impression."

"That's right, Mr. Han, your eyes will always only stay on big shots. Alas, it's okay. I don't like dealing with people like him. It's just that the people in Jingzhou don't know the truth, and they always like to put the four of us together." together."

"You four?"

"Yes, Wenjiang Xiliang, you should be clear about this. Except for me and Jiang Shiyan, the other two are not good people. They have a good time."

"How much do you want to play?"

"I'm not sure, but it's said that drinking has killed people, and there's some kind of...you say that, how can I trust you to go with me?"

"Then I don't worry about you going alone?"

"They don't dare to do anything to me. Besides, it's a gathering of the whole circle, and everyone will restrain themselves."

"I don't think so. It's okay, just let me follow, I have my own way to deal with them."

"No! You still want to go to the hospital, don't you? Why are you so uneasy?"