You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The large, warm palm instantly closed in the opposite direction.

He tightly wrapped her hand, which was cold from nervousness.

Chen Yuan took her hand and strode out of the manor's heavy wooden gate.

A gentle breeze of early summer blows in, carrying the fresh scent of mountain plants and trees.

The wind stirred the hem of Shen Wanzhou's large black trench coat.

She subconsciously moved closer to Chen Yuan's side.

Half of her body was hidden in the shadow of the tall, imposing man.

The distance from the entrance hall to the fountain plaza where the parking lot is located is only a few dozen meters.

Shen Wanzhou walked with trepidation.

Behind his sunglasses, his eyes scanned warily at every manor security guard who passed by.

Although these were all Shen family confidants, to her, any living person carried a deadly sense of oppression.

The black armored Knight SUV had already started moving.

The engine emitted a deep, steady roar.

Eagle, accompanied by two bodyguards in plain clothes, spread out at a distance in the surrounding area.

Ensure there are no blind spots within your line of sight.

Chen Yuan opened the passenger door, his hand resting on the edge of the roof.

Shen Wanzhou, like a nimble cat, quickly slipped into the carriage.

The car door closed, shutting out the outside world.

She finally let out a long breath of stale air that had been trapped in her chest.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, dampening the stray hairs at his temples.

Chen Yuan walked around the front of the car and got into the driver's seat.

I casually pulled a wet wipe from the storage compartment and handed it over.

"If we're really scared, we won't go."

His voice was deep, conveying a sense of indulgence that the trip could be canceled at any time.

Shen Wanzhou took the wet wipe and wiped her forehead haphazardly a couple of times.

He shook his head like a rattle drum.

"No, I promised to stay with you."

She bit her lip, which was hidden under her mask, and spoke in a muffled voice, but with a hint of stubbornness.

"I'm not afraid."

Chen Yuan looked at her fully armed "mummy" outfit.

A low, soft laugh escaped his throat.

He didn't try to persuade him any further and stepped on the gas.

The SUV drove smoothly out of Genting Manor and merged into the traffic heading to the city center.

Half an hour later.

The largest high-end imported membership-based supermarket in Jianghai City.

The customers here are all wealthy and influential, and the environment is much quieter than that of a regular supermarket.

But on weekend mornings, it was still packed with people.

Customers pushing shopping carts weave between the shelves.

The sounds of conversation, sales pitches, and the rumble of shopping cart wheels rolling over the tiles.

It all blended into a cacophony of sounds.

As soon as she stepped into the supermarket, the blast of cold air made Shen Wanzhou shiver.

She immediately tightened her grip on the hand that Chen Yuan was holding.

Her fingernails were almost digging into Chen Yuan's palm.

His body was as stiff as a stone, pressed tightly against Chen Yuan's arm.

They didn't dare look at the surrounding crowd for even a second.

She wished she could become an invisible accessory hanging on Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan noticed her fear and pulled her closer to him.

His broad shoulders blocked most of the probing glances coming from the side.

"Follow me, and don't look around."

He whispered words of comfort, then steadily pushed a silver shopping cart inside.

The air conditioning in the supermarket was very strong.

But Shen Wanzhou felt sweat beading on her back.

She kept her head down, staring only at Chen Yuan's clean black casual leather shoes.

They followed closely behind.

For the first ten minutes, she even found it difficult to breathe.

Until Chen Yuan pushed the cart and turned into a colorful area.

"Puffed Food Section".

Two long rows of shelves were piled high with beautifully packaged imported snacks from various countries.

A faint, enticing aroma, characteristic of junk food, wafted through the air.

The smell went straight into Shen Wanzhou's nasal cavity.

It precisely struck a nerve that had been languishing after more than half a month of restricting her diet.

Her steps involuntarily slowed down.

His head, which had been hanging low, slowly rose.

The pair of almond-shaped eyes behind the sunglasses widened instantly.

It radiated a fanatical light, like a hungry wolf eyeing a bone.

Chen Yuan was standing three steps away from the shelf, his back to her.

Holding two bags of organic oatmeal from different origins, I'm comparing the nutrition facts labels on the back.

"This one is too sugary, let's switch to the one next to it."

He muttered to himself, completely unaware that the "mummy" behind him had already overcome his social anxiety.

Shen Wanzhou swallowed hard.

A clear gurgling sound came from his throat.

She loosened Chen Yuan's clothes, like a pirate who had discovered a treasure.

They moved at lightning speed to the shelf full of potato chips.

Original, tomato, black truffle, butter and honey...

The colorful packaging bags were even more dazzling in her eyes than the Shen family's treasury.

She looked around.

I confirmed that Chen Yuan was still looking at the cereal and hadn't turned around.

She immediately stretched out her two delicate white hands.

He held two bags in his left hand and three bags in his right.

The movements were so fast they left afterimages as they shoved the items into the bottom of the shopping cart without any hesitation.

Stuffing them with potato chips wasn't enough.

Her gaze was then drawn to the row of imported chocolates and butter cookies next to her.

That was a high-calorie bomb that she had been dreaming of taking a bite of for the past two weeks.

Social anxiety? Afraid of strangers?

Compared to these calorie-laden snacks, they're nothing.

Even though several middle-aged women pushing carts passed by and gave her strange looks.

She didn't care at all anymore.

Shen Wanzhou, wearing rabbit slippers, frantically weaved between several shelves.

With each shelf I passed, my shopping cart would be filled with several more boxes of enormous spoils.

Cheese-filled cookies, molten mochi, matcha snow kiss cake...

Her movements became more and more skillful, and she even mastered the technique of throwing the ball while Chen Yuan was turning around.

pat, pat.

The snack boxes landed precisely in the shopping cart.

In less than five minutes.

The shopping cart originally contained only two bags of organic oatmeal and a few boxes of fresh vegetables.

It was piled up into a small mountain by all sorts of fancy snacks.

She even managed to squeeze several rows of Yakult into the very top gap.

The shopping cart was overburdened, and the wheels made a slight creaking sound.

Shen Wanzhou looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

He patted the dust off his hands, and a wild smile spread across his face beneath his mask.

Even the flesh on his cheeks puffed up with joy.

She was about to turn around and grab the last box of limited-edition hazelnut chocolates.

He just reached out his hand.

A large, bony hand suddenly pressed down on the box of chocolates.

Cool fingertips touched the back of her hand.

Shen Wanzhou froze, as if a freeze button had been pressed.

Look up along that hand.

Chen Yuan had turned around at some point and was standing beside her.

His deep black eyes, with a hint of mockery in them, were looking down at her.

That look was like looking at a greedy cat that thought it had successfully stolen a fish, only to be caught red-handed in a corner.

Then look at that shopping cart, so full of snacks that it's almost impossible to hold onto it with the push handle.

The air suddenly fell into a deathly silence that lasted for three seconds.

Shen Wanzhou withdrew her hand as quickly as lightning.

Feeling guilty, he took a half step back, his hands tightly clasped in front of him.

The eyes behind the sunglasses darted around frantically.

Chen Yuan turned around, looked at the shopping cart piled up like a small mountain, and raised an eyebrow helplessly: "Boss, are you planning to empty the entire snack section of the supermarket?"