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

The rich kid swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva mixed with the bitter taste of tree bark.

The intestines inside my stomach felt like they were tangled together, writhing in protest.

He threw away the piece of bark he couldn't chew and scrambled to his feet from the sand.

He didn't even bother to put on his brand-name sneakers, and ran barefoot towards the east coast, stumbling along the muddy water.

His internet celebrity girlfriend, whom he brought along, also tumbled and crawled away.

Following the alluring aroma of garlic, the two quickly found their way to the cave where Chen Yuan and Shen Wanzhou were.

Separated by a patch of low bushes.

The rich kid stared wide-eyed at the burning campfire.

On the banana leaf, two huge Australian lobsters, their shells roasted until bright red, were sizzling with succulent white juice.

The translucent shrimp meat, garnished with minced garlic, exudes an irresistible allure.

There were even several purple sea urchins that had been pried open, their insides filled with golden sea urchin roe.

The rich kid patted his stomach, which was so full of hunger that his chest was sticking to his back.

Normally, in the top clubs in Beijing, he wouldn't even give a second glance to Australian lobsters of this quality.

But now, after being starving for a full forty-eight hours.

In his eyes, this thing was even more valuable than the shares in his father's company.

"brother!"

The rich kid swallowed hard and shamelessly crawled out from behind the bushes.

He rubbed his hands together and approached the campfire with a big smile.

"It's fate that we met; we're all here to experience life on the island."

He pulled a thick gold chain off his neck and took off his Patek Philippe from his wrist.

They handed it all to Chen Yuan at once.

"I'll offer one million... no, two million!"

"Just give me a bite of that small lobster, my girlfriend and I are starving."

Chen Yuan was holding a military knife, skillfully picking the grilled lobster meat out of its shell.

Cut into bite-sized pieces.

Hearing what the rich second generation said.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

The blade in his hand drew a cold, hard arc in mid-air, shoving the shrimp meat into a clean coconut shell.

"Not for sale."

Two cold, decisive words, leaving no room for negotiation.

The rich kid's smile froze.

"Brother, don't be so heartless."

He grew anxious, and his voice rose a few decibels.

"I belong to the royal family of the capital..."

"roll."

Chen Yuan finally raised his deep black eyes.

She gave the rich kid a cold look.

Just one glance.

The rich kid's words seemed to be frozen in his throat, unable to utter a single syllable.

The oppressive aura emanating from his eyes was a hundred times more terrifying than that of his nouveau riche father, who was prone to outbursts of anger.

It was as if he only needed to take another half step forward.

That gleaming military knife would plunge into his thigh in the next second.

The rich kid shuddered.

He didn't dare utter another word and, dragging his internet celebrity girlfriend, slunk back into the woods.

Chen Yuan looked away.

He handed a coconut shell filled with lobster meat and sea urchin roe to Shen Wanzhou.

Shen Wanzhou sat obediently on the flat stone.

When the rich kid came begging for food, she huddled behind Chen Yuan the whole time, not daring to even lift her head.

Now the outsiders are gone.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were instantly glued to the coconut shell.

Fair, delicate fingers picked up a piece of shrimp meat.

Ignoring the heat, I stuffed it directly into my mouth.

The lobster meat is firm and chewy, mixed with the spiciness of minced garlic and the slight saltiness of the sea.

It explodes on the tip of your tongue.

Without any unnecessary seasonings, the most authentic and exquisite flavor of the ingredients is preserved.

Shen Wanzhou squinted her eyes contentedly, her cheeks puffing out from chewing.

It looks like a hamster guarding its food.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Chen Yuan sat down beside him, a layer of unyielding indulgence appearing in his deep eyes.

He reached out and wiped away a bit of garlic from the corner of her mouth.

The next few days.

This was originally a deserted island that should have been full of challenges and hunger.

Chen Yuan had essentially turned it into an open-air Michelin-starred restaurant exclusively for Shen Wanzhou.

No pot?

Chen Yuan found a smooth bluestone slab on the beach.

After washing, place it over a fire and render the fat from the wild boar meat.

The sizzling sound of meat being grilled on a stone slab echoes regularly in front of the cave every day.

No oven?

He caught two pheasants and wrapped them in layers of yellow mud and large banana leaves from the island.

Buried in the embers of the charcoal fire.

Wait several hours before digging it out, and then smash the mud shell.

The scalding heat pushed open the banana leaves.

The rich aroma of meat mixed with the fresh scent of plants wafted for miles.

He even used a military knife to forcibly pry several whole coconut shells out of the coconut tree.

Chop up the abalone and fish meat caught from diving, put them in a coconut shell and stew them into a seafood soup.

The other wealthy couples were starving every day.

They could only eat sour wild fruits and survive by drinking rainwater.

And Shen Wanzhou.

Not only did she not suffer at all, but she also visibly gained weight.

Her originally pale and thin jawline has developed a softer, more delicate curve.

That evening.

The seven-day desert island survival experience has finally come to an end.

The club's rescue helicopter slowly landed on the beach.

The propeller whipped up a storm of wind and sand.

Those wealthy people who were starving and skin and bones looked like they had seen their own father.

They scrambled onto the helicopter, grabbing bottled water and bread offered by the staff.

They wolfed down their food, showing no respect whatsoever.

And Shen Wanzhou.

Wearing that khaki windbreaker, she stood next to Chen Yuan.

She wrapped her arms around his lean waist.

She pressed her cheek against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

For seven days, there was no work, no electronic devices, and no outside interference.

There was only the sound of the waves and a variety of delicious foods every day.

For her, this was not about survival at all.

This was the most peaceful and sweet time she had spent in over twenty years.

If she could, she would even like to stay on this island, where it's just the two of them, for a few more days.

"Don't want to leave?"

Chen Yuan looked down at the cat in his arms, which seemed to want to stick to him.

A large hand gently patted her back.

Shen Wanzhou gave a muffled "hmm".

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of lingering reluctance in her nasal tone.

"The outside world is too noisy."

She raised her head, her shimmering peach blossom eyes filled with dependence.

"Here, you only cook for me every day."

Chen Yuan looked at her spoiled and possessive appearance.

A tenderness that could drown a person welled up in his deep eyes.

He extended his rough fingertips.

Chen Yuan pinched her slightly chubby cheeks and chuckled, "If you keep eating, this little wildcat will turn into a little fat pig. It's time to go home."