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

A dry, soft tissue wiped her glistening lips.

The man's movements were gentle, yet carried an undeniable, elder-like lecturing quality.

Shen Wanzhou's cheeks flushed bright red instantly.

Even the base of his ears was burned pink.

Feeling guilty for being caught, she quickly threw the small silver spoon, her "tool for committing the crime," back onto the dining table.

It made a crisp "clang" sound.

"I...I'll just taste it myself, to test for poison on their behalf!"

She stubbornly refused to admit it, her eyelashes fluttering wildly, not daring to look into Chen Yuan's dark eyes that seemed to be both smiling and not smiling.

But his body honestly followed Chen Yuan's words.

They looked longingly toward the kitchen.

Chen Yuan withdrew his hand and threw the used tissue into the smart trash can next to him.

Turning around and striding forward, I stepped back into the open kitchen that emitted a faint smell of cooking oil.

Less than three minutes.

Chen Yuan placed thick heat-insulating towels under his hands.

He came out carrying a huge, antique-style Shaoxing wine jar.

The wine jar landed steadily in the center of the solid wood dining table.

This is Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

He got up at four in the morning and personally went to the underground cold storage to select the top-quality dried abalone from South Africa, sea cucumber from Liaoning, and fish maw.

The broth was made by simmering old hens and Jinhua ham for a full five hours.

The fire in the kitchen never went out all morning.

It was just brought out, even though the mouth of the jar was still tightly sealed with fresh lotus leaves.

That domineering, rich, and mellow meaty aroma has practically grown legs.

It seeped out bit by bit through the gaps in the jar.

It seeped into the nasal cavity of everyone in the restaurant.

"Click".

Chen Yuan's large, well-defined hands peeled off the top layer of lotus leaf seal.

boom--!

A plume of white, hot air instantly rose into the air.

It looked like a mushroom cloud, exploding above the dining table.

Accompanied by heat.

An exquisitely complex fragrance, defying description, is released without reservation.

The freshness and sweetness of seafood, the saltiness and aroma of ham, and the mellowness of Shaoxing wine after being catalyzed by high temperature.

They are perfectly intertwined.

This flavor completely overwhelmed the blandness of the tomato and cod puree from before.

A clear "gulp" sound came from Shen Wanzhou's throat.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were fixed on that jar, shining so brightly they almost glowed green.

Two fair and delicate hands were restlessly rubbing against her knees.

If Chen Yuan hadn't yet taken the bowl, she would have loved to bury her head in that jar.

At this time.

Even more intense than her reaction came from the "little devils" in the two high-end custom-made baby high chairs next to her.

The older brother, Chen Nianshen, was still slamming his fist on the table in anger because his mother had taken away his fish paste.

Just now, I smelled the aroma of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

The chubby little hand froze in mid-air.

Those big, dark eyes, so much like Chen Yuan's, were staring intently at the steaming wine jar.

He hasn't grown any teeth yet.

The pink gums were bare.

But this did not hinder his top-notch taste buds, which had been developed early on by Chen Yuan's god-like culinary skills.

He opened his mouth wide.

Saliva flowed down his chin like a burst dam.

It dripped directly onto the waterproof bib with the little duck printed on it.

It produces a long, glistening strand.

"Ah! Ahhh!"

Chen Nianshen's face turned red with anxiety, and her two short legs kicked wildly in mid-air.

The little hand kept scratching and clawing towards the direction of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

It was as if, if he tried hard enough, he could conjure up a piece of abalone out of thin air and stuff it into his mouth.

And on the right is Chen Muzhou, the younger sister.

The moves were absolutely amazing.

She glanced at her mother, Shen Wanzhou, who was staring intently at the pot.

He glanced again at the jar that exuded a deadly allure.

It perfectly replicated the mother's movements.

She put her two chubby little fists into her mouth.

Bite down hard.

Those peach blossom eyes, just like Shen Wanzhou's, were wide open in surprise.

She stared longingly at Chen Yuan.

Although I didn't shout it out.

But that pitiful little face that seemed to say, "If you don't give me food, I'll cry in front of you."

It was exactly the same as when Shen Wanzhou usually acted coquettishly.

Chen Yuan handed Shen Wanzhou a small white porcelain bowl, half-filled with a thick, stringy soup.

Turning his head, he saw the mother and her two children, all with identical, hungry wolf-like eyes staring at him with gleaming green light.

Chen Yuan paused in his movements.

Even for a man as ruthless as him on the dark web, who could remain unfazed even when facing short selling by hundreds of billions of dollars.

Looking at these three clowns now.

I couldn't help but feel a headache and amusement at the same time.

"You two..."

Chen Yuan tapped the edge of Chen Nianshen's plate with a small pure silver spoon.

It makes a crisp, tinkling sound.

"You haven't even grown all your teeth yet, and you're already eyeing my Buddha Jumps Over the Wall?"

Chen Yuan's tone revealed a hint of helplessness, but even more so, an overflowing doting affection.

He picked up a tissue.

She skillfully and gently wiped away the large puddle of drool from her son's chin.

He then pulled out his daughter's wet little fist, which she had been chewing on.

"This stuff is too nutritious; your stomachs can't digest it now."

Chen Yuan acted like a strict headmaster, ruthlessly extinguishing the two little ones' hopes.

"Just eat your fish paste obediently."

After saying that, he brought the bowl of tomato and cod puree, which was almost cold, back over.

I was just enjoying my seafood side dish.

Compared to the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, which is so grand and powerful, it suddenly becomes utterly tasteless.

Chen Nianshen looked at the spoon her father handed her.

The little head tilted to one side.

He turned the back of his head directly at Chen Yuan and let out a loud "humph".

Chen Muzhou was even more direct, closing his eyes and pouting.

Large tears were already welling up in her eyes.

Shen Wanzhou held the steaming bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

While sipping the rich and delicious soup, I watched the two babies' disappointed little faces.

She showed absolutely no compassion as a mother.

Instead, he seemed like a child who had successfully pulled off a prank.

Holding the bowl, I deliberately waved it in front of the two little ones.

"It smells so good!"

She squinted and deliberately dragged out the last syllable.

"It's a pity you don't have teeth, so you can only watch Mom eat."

The two little devils looked at their mother, who usually fought with them for food, and now she dared to provoke them.

I finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Wow--!"

Two clear and loud cries rang out simultaneously in the restaurant.

Four little feet kicked loudly on the high chair.

Chen Yuan looked at the big cat that was possessive of its food and mischievous, and the two kittens that were crying from anger.

I felt the nerve in my head called reason throb twice.

He sighed.

I put down the baby food bowl in my hand, resignedly stood up, and went to coax those two little devils.

Uncle Fu, standing in the corner of the restaurant, was serving the guests.

Watching this family of four, so chaotic yet so heartwarming, is truly touching.

The wrinkles on her face smiled so much they resembled a blooming chrysanthemum.

Looking at the two little devils crying anxiously, Uncle Fu chuckled and sighed, "It seems that our manor's kitchen won't be enough to feed this mother and her two children in the future."