After contracting to have a child, the icy female CEO became addicted.

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"So, you're planning to cook for yourselves?"

As batches of seafood were brought in, Wen Zhi looked at her sister and Jiang Ran, who was standing next to her in her old elementary school uniform.

Unable to hold back, Wen Zhi's lips twitched violently.

Jiang Ran was completely unaware of this. He stared blankly at the villa's entrance, where several delivery workers were carrying large boxes. "I just finished showering, I didn't know..."

Wen Zhi: "..."

Wen Ling put down her phone, glanced at the delivery personnel, and said coldly, "Put the things in the kitchen, you can leave now."

"OK."

The group nodded and left.

In the living room, Jiang Ran and Wen Zhi stared at each other.

We bought a full range of ingredients, including black abalone, lobster, king crab, and various seasonings.

This villa is usually only used by Wen Zhi when she travels here occasionally and stays for a few days. Apart from daily necessities, there is nothing there. As for the kitchen, apart from the gas appliances that have been installed, there is nothing else.

Because Wenzhi never cooks for herself.

Wen Zhi usually manages her figure and eats mostly salads. She rarely eats high-carbohydrate foods, let alone high-fat foods.

Now, everything is ready.

Wen Zhi was at a loss.

Wen Ling looked at Jiang Ran and asked him, "Can you do it?"

"...Steaming it should be about right, or maybe baking it in the oven..."

Seafood is not Jiang Ran's forte. Having grown up in the north, he mainly eats meat and noodles. As for seafood, he usually just buys some prawns to cook. The only other seafood he eats is crucian carp soup that his mother would buy and cook for his aunt when Chen Jingyu was born to help her get better.

This was the first time Jiang Ran had ever seen such a large seafood in person.

There's no other reason than that these things are too expensive for him.

"If you don't know how to make it, that's okay. I'll invite a few chefs over to do it."

Wen Ling picked up her phone again and started typing on the screen.

Jiang Ran didn't say anything, because cooking seafood was indeed not his forte.

Sitting down on the other sofa, Jiang Ran remarked, "Looks like there's not much good food around here besides seafood."

Yes, raw marinated seafood.

Wen Zhi leaned back on the sofa cushions and said casually, "If you get up early, you can try the morning tea here."

"..."

Looking at Wen Zhi, Jiang Ran remarked, "Eat less raw marinated food, or you might have a stroke."

"..."

Wen Zhi was taken aback, looked at Jiang Ran, and her lips twitched violently: "You really know how to talk."

Jiang Ran: "Thank you for the compliment."

Wen Zhi: "..."

The conversation abruptly ended. Beside her, Wen Ling looked up. "The chef will be here in ten minutes..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Ling noticed her sister and Jiang Ran staring at each other, a subtle atmosphere hanging between them. She blinked and casually asked, "What's wrong with you two?"

Jiang Ran smiled faintly: "It's nothing."

Wen Zhi: "..."

You've changed your tune, haven't you?

Wen Zhi rolled her eyes and looked at Wen Ling, "Hey sis, you two are dating now, right?"

"..."

"..."

Which pot does not open which pot.

Jiang Ran originally wanted to avoid this issue and just brush it off, but she didn't expect Wen Zhi to point it out directly.

Are you sick?

Wen Ling didn't say anything; she was looking at Jiang Ran, hoping to get a definite answer.

The atmosphere fell silent once again.

Judging from their expressions, Wen Zhi knew that the worst thing to do at this time was to pry and ask questions. Since the two of them hadn't made things clear, she decided to just let things be.

Anyway, it doesn't matter how you treat each other, it's still the same.

She really didn't want to see her sister's pathetic, pathetic state again.

Ignoring the two of them, Wen Zhi said directly, "Since you two are already talking, and you've come all this way, why don't you two go out and have some fun after dinner?"

Jiang Ran didn't quite agree with the first half of the sentence, but the second half really struck a chord with him.

He glanced at Wen Zhi. "I just saw a ticket booth over at the seaside boardwalk, but I didn't go to check what they sold. What attractions are included?"

Wen Zhi was taken aback: "Seriously? You don't do any research before going on vacation?"

"I arranged the entire itinerary."

Before Jiang Ran could speak, Wen Ling answered first. She looked at Jiang Ran and said, "You can check on your phone and tell me where you want to go. I'll arrange a private event sometime."

"..."

Really, there's no need for that.

It's ridiculous to book out the whole place when you're out having fun.

Besides, how could a tourist attraction possibly agree to a private booking?!

This was beyond Jiang Ran's comprehension.

However, going out for fun was still necessary, so he took out his phone, opened the nearby area, and searched the map.

After looking for a few seconds, Jiang Ran decided on the location: "Let's go to the aquarium and the observation tower."

Wen Zhi complained, "We're already at the beach, aren't we going to get some equipment and go surfing?"

Jiang Ran pointed to Wen Ling's foot, "Your sister's foot is injured, can she rinse it?"

"Oh, that's true."

After talking for so long, she almost forgot that her sister's ankle was still sprained, so going into the sea was really not an option.

Wen Zhi didn't say anything more, picked up the remote control and started changing the channel.

She didn't plan to go out. After all, it was a private time for the two of them, and if she went along, wouldn't she be a third wheel?

He was still worried about her twisted ankle.

Wen Ling felt a warmth in her heart and glanced at her younger sister. "You should also get ready. After you've eaten, you can go too."

Wen Zhi looked surprised: "Me? What am I supposed to do there?"

"Please take a picture for me."

"..."

As they were talking, the chef arrived.

The three chefs worked in shifts, using freshly killed ingredients, so the whole meal was prepared in less than an hour.

After the meal.

Since Wen Ling had difficulty walking, Jiang Ran simply pushed a wheelchair over to serve as her transportation.

Forced to participate, Wen Zhi was fully prepared, wrapped up like a rice dumpling to protect herself from the sun.

Wen Ling wasn't in much better shape; she was completely covered up with sunglasses, a hat, and a sun-protective shirt, and she was still sitting in a wheelchair.

Jiang Ran, who was pushing her from behind, looked down at the "big dumpling" in the wheelchair and suddenly felt like she was taking a pet out for a walk.

To ensure safety, Deng Lanlan and Fang Kai also went along.

Like Wen Zhi and Wen Ling, Deng Lanlan was still applying sunscreen to her neck before leaving home.

"What brand do you use? Is it good?"

Wen Zhi leaned over and asked a question.

Just then, Deng Lanlan finished applying her sunscreen and handed it to him, giving him a thumbs up: "I picked out N brands, and this is my personal selection and high praise."

"Okay, then give me some too."

Wen Zhi took it and squeezed a large amount into her palm, then handed it to Jiang Ran: "Brother-in-law, do you want some?"