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

The heavy foam box rests on the smooth marble countertop.

A dull screech of friction was produced.

Shen Wanzhou sat on a high stool, her fair fingers still gripping the edge of the solid wood chair tightly.

Those shimmering, peach-blossom eyes followed Chen Yuan's slender fingers.

He stared straight at the box that was emitting a faint chill.

punish?

Her mind was still racing with those inappropriate punishment scenes from domineering CEO novels that were unsuitable for children.

Upon seeing the contents of the box.

In an instant, like a bubble that had been popped, it vanished without a trace.

Instead, an uncontrollable rumbling sound came from my stomach.

Glug glug.

In the quiet kitchen, the noise was so loud it was embarrassing.

The box was lined with a thick layer of dry ice.

Amidst the swirling white mist of dry ice.

More than a dozen huge Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs.

Bound tightly with thick hemp rope, the blue crab shell gleamed with a healthy sheen.

Tiny white foam was still coming out of its mouth.

And right next to these hairy crabs.

Two Alaskan king crabs, each the size of a washbasin, lay there, their claws outstretched.

The thick crab legs were covered with barbs, exuding a wildness from the deep sea.

Shen Wanzhou swallowed hard.

A clear "gurgling" sound came from his throat.

Her cheeks, which had been puffed up from jealousy, were now swollen.

At this moment, it's like a deflated balloon.

It completely collapsed.

Those eyes that had just been filled with questioning and grievance.

Now the place is completely filled with these fresh seafood.

Glowing green, it looked exactly like a little glutton who hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

"Do...do we have to eat all of these?"

She pointed to the box of seafood, her voice so soft and sweet it was almost melting.

With an undisguised eagerness, they tried it out.

Chen Yuan braced himself against the edge of the kitchen counter with one hand.

He had rolled up the cuffs of his black shirt to above his elbows.

The strong, well-defined forearm muscles exuded power under the warm kitchen light.

"What else? Keep it for the New Year?"

He picked up the boning knife from the knife rack next to him.

The blade flashed a cold, sharp silver light under the lamplight.

"Sit still, and watch how I deal with them."

The voice just fell.

Chen Yuan's movements were like those of a precisely wound-up machine.

He lifted the two menacing king crabs out of the ice with one hand.

Press it directly onto the large solid wood cutting board.

The blade cut precisely along the joint of the crab's leg.

Click, click.

After a few crisp sounds.

The thick crab legs were perfectly separated.

The tip of the knife gently pried open the hard outer shell.

A crack extends down the crab's leg to the bottom.

The tender, plump, and distinctly textured crab meat was instantly exposed to the air.

Not a single fiber was damaged.

Shen Wanzhou sat on a high stool, resting her chin on her hands.

She stared intently at the man's movements.

The range hood in the kitchen emitted a low hum.

The water in the huge steamer was already boiling.

A few slices of ginger and perilla leaves were thrown into the water to dispel the original fishy smell of the seafood.

The dozen or so large crabs, tied up, were facing up.

They are neatly arranged in a bamboo steamer.

The moment the lid is closed.

White steam rose from the pot lid, making a "popping" sound.

Chen Yuan turned around.

Heat oil in a wok.

The golden soybean oil heated up rapidly at the bottom of the black iron pot, creating a fine layer of oil ripples.

He took the king crab leg meat that he had just disassembled.

Coated with a thin layer of starch, it is then slid directly into the boiling hot oil.

Sizzle—!

A loud bang.

White steam mixed with the overpowering aroma of oil instantly exploded in the kitchen.

Crab meat is subjected to high temperatures.

A golden, crispy outer shell quickly forms on the surface.

The juices inside are perfectly locked inside the fibers.

Chen Yuan flicked his wrist.

The iron pot, weighing dozens of kilograms, felt as light as a feather in his hands.

Typhoon Shelter-style stir-fry sauce, coated with golden garlic, breadcrumbs, and dried chili peppers.

Like a golden downpour, it poured into the pot.

The spatula flew through the air.

The rich aroma of garlic, the domineering spiciness, and the unique sweetness of deep-sea king crab blend together.

It swept through every corner of the kitchen without any restraint.

This fragrance is more intoxicating than any high-end perfume.

Shen Wanzhou took a deep breath.

Two tender white toes curled up restlessly inside the slippers.

The aroma had completely whetted my appetite.

She could even feel the saliva welling up in her mouth, almost dripping down the corners of her lips.

"It smells so good..."

She muttered something under her breath.

His gaze was fixed on the hand that Chen Yuan was using to flip the wok.

Chen Yuan heard her muttering.

The smile in his eyes deepened.

Turn off the heat and remove from the pot.

A plate of golden-yellow Typhoon Shelter Crab, piled high like a small mountain, was placed in a deep white porcelain dish.

Followed by.

A rich aroma of crab roe wafted from the steamer next to me.

The hairy crabs are cooked.

Chen Yuan lifted the pot lid.

The bright red crab shells, enveloped in steam, exude a deadly allure.

He didn't serve the crabs directly to the table.

Instead, they brought out a complete set of professional crab-making tools made of pure silver.

Scissors, small hammer, long hook, silver stick.

Those hands that sign multi-billion dollar contracts in the business world.

At this moment, it is skillfully peeling open the scalding hot crab shell.

The crab roe is golden and flowing like quicksand, mixed with snow-white and delicate crab paste.

He carefully picked them out piece by piece and placed them into an exquisite glass bowl.

The movements were so fast they were dazzling.

Less than ten minutes.

The essence of more than a dozen hairy crabs was concentrated in that small bowl.

Chen Yuan started a separate small business.

Add a little lard to the bottom of the pan, then add finely chopped ginger and sauté until fragrant.

Pour the bowl full of crab roe into the pot.

With a sizzling sound.

The already rich crab flavor is enhanced by the lard.

It burst forth exponentially in an instant.

This is an extremely rich and mellow aroma, even with a touch of decadence.

Shen Wanzhou's hands unconsciously gripped the edge of the kitchen counter.

The fragrance made my eyes slightly red.

She watched as Chen Yuan poured the cooked crab roe evenly onto a plate of freshly cooked handmade noodles.

Golden crab oil flowed through the gaps in the white noodles.

Every noodle is packed with sinful calories and unparalleled deliciousness.

Chen Yuan picked up the plate of crab roe noodles, which looked like a work of art.

Bypass the kitchen counter.

He walked up to Shen Wanzhou, who was already sitting obediently at the dining table, eagerly waiting to be fed.

"Bang."

The white porcelain plate rested steadily on the solid wood table.

A thick wave of heat hit me.

The sound of Shen Wanzhou swallowing was clearly audible in the quiet restaurant.

Her eyes were completely glued to the plate.

She no longer cared about being the richest woman's reserve or her jealous anger.

A plate of golden, oily crab roe noodles was served. Chen Yuan handed over the chopsticks: "If you can't finish this plate, you're not allowed to sleep tonight."