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

The harsh questioning echoed in the spacious classroom of the kindergarten.

But they received no response.

Shen Wanzhou didn't even glance at her for half a second.

A fair finger pressed the power button on the side of the tablet.

The screen went black instantly.

She casually tossed the tablet into her Hermès handbag.

She turned around and walked to Chen Yuan's side in her high heels.

Chen Yuan had already stood up.

His tall and imposing figure blocked a beam of strong light shining in from the window.

He reached out and naturally took Chen Nianshen's small hand in his.

"go home."

A deep voice rang out in the quiet classroom, without any inflection.

Shen Wanzhou took Chen Muzhou's hand on the other side.

The family of four walked side by side toward the classroom door.

They completely ignored the woman who was slumped on the ground, trembling all over.

The security personnel outside the door silently made way for them.

The sound of leather shoes and high heels stepping on the wooden floor gradually faded away.

Until that crisp, clean scent of soap disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Only then did the other parents in the classroom dare to slowly exhale the breath they had been holding in.

No one helped the dazed fat woman who was still on the ground.

They offended Xingchen Venture Capital and the owner of the Shen family conglomerate.

In Jianghai City, this family won't even be able to see the sun tomorrow morning.

Time moved forward steadily.

More than half a month has passed since the calendar turned.

Near the equator in the Pacific Ocean, there is a private tropical island that is not marked on public nautical charts.

The sea breeze carries salty, watery vapor.

Passing through the tall, dense coconut grove, a soft rustling sound was heard.

The sunlight here pours down without any obstruction.

The soft white sand beach, stretching for several kilometers, was baked until it was slightly hot.

Waves crashed against the coastline, one after another.

It swirls up white foam, then quickly recedes.

Apart from the sound of the waves, the entire island was so quiet that it seemed to be isolated from the world.

In the middle of the beach.

It was supported by a huge, pure white, custom-made parasol.

Shen Wanzhou was wearing a light blue bohemian halter dress.

Her long, smooth hair was casually tied back.

She slumped lazily into the large wicker lounge chair.

Her long legs were crossed, and her toes were painted with bright red nail polish.

It gleamed with a lustrous sheen under the sunlight.

She was holding a glass of freshly cut, chilled coconut.

The condensation on the cup wall gathered into droplets.

It slid down my fingers and landed on the small solid wood round table next to me.

They were freed from the mountains of reports and endless chaebol meetings in Jianghai City.

This is a private island entirely owned by Star Ventures.

It became the purest haven for their family of four.

There were no bodyguards closely following them, nor were there ubiquitous surveillance cameras.

She took a sip of the sweet coconut juice.

Her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly as she gazed across the white sand beach.

It landed in the shallow sea area a few dozen meters ahead.

A huge white splash suddenly rose up on the surface of the water.

Followed by.

A tall, sturdy figure emerged from the water.

Chen Yuan took off his professional diving mask and casually tossed his hair.

Glistening water droplets slid down his sharp jawline.

It hit his broad shoulders.

He was only wearing a pair of black quick-drying beach shorts.

His bare upper body gleamed with a healthy, wheat-colored sheen under the unreserved sunlight.

The clearly defined muscles between his chest and abdomen rose and fell slightly with his steady breathing.

He did not bring any oxygen equipment.

I swam for nearly twenty minutes in the rocky reefs, which were more than ten meters deep, relying solely on my lung capacity.

Chen Yuan waded through knee-deep water toward the shore.

In his left hand, he was dragging a black tactical nylon net bag.

The net bag was heavy.

The clicking sound of the shells rubbing against each other could be heard continuously.

"Dad's home!"

Chen Muzhou, who was digging in the sand on the beach.

He dropped the small plastic shovel he was holding.

Stepping on the soft sand, she ran towards Chen Yuan, her feet sinking deep into the sand.

The pink one-piece swimsuit was covered in golden sand.

Chen Yuan lifted the net off the water with one hand.

She stopped in the direction her daughter was running from.

He squatted down on the dry sand.

He placed the heavy net bag he was carrying at his feet.

"Dad, what did you catch?"

Chen Muzhou craned his little head and curiously peered into the net.

Chen Yuan untied the drawstring of the net bag.

A wild deep-sea king crab, larger than a washbasin.

He fell onto the beach without any warning.

Eight thick crab legs covered with sharp, barbs.

It thrashed about on the sand, trying to find water.

Besides the king crab, the net also contained two wild spiny lobsters that were thicker than an adult's arm.

The colorful shrimp shells shimmered enticingly in the sunlight.

Chen Muzhou was so frightened that he took half a step back.

Two little hands gripped tightly the edge of Chen Yuan's wet beach shorts.

The little head peeked behind his thigh.

It only dared to show one eye, timidly staring at the giant crab.

"It's so big..."

The little girl's voice was soft and sweet, carrying a hint of awe for the enormous creature.

Not far away, Chen Nianshen was wearing a miniature black diving suit.

He also came over carrying a small bucket.

He glanced at the few live seafood pieces on the ground.

Then he looked at his father's composed and confident demeanor.

The little boy's usually tense face finally revealed a hint of undisguised anticipation.

"Can you make it with minced garlic?"

Chen Nian swallowed hard.

"Don't add too much black pepper, my sister is afraid of spicy food."

Chen Yuan watched his son's practiced manner as he ordered food.

He casually ruffled his short hair a couple of times with his large hand.

Go wash your hands.

He lifted the huge king crab with one hand and grabbed the net bag containing the lobster with the other.

He turned and walked towards the parasol.

There, a top-of-the-line outdoor barbecue grill made entirely of stainless steel had already been set up.

Chen Yuan opened the freshwater filter valve next to him.

The clear water washes away the salt and sand from the surface of the seafood.

He pulled a specially made, thick-backed kitchen knife from the knife rack.

The knife handle is held in the palm of the hand.

Slightly rotate your wrist.

With the back of the knife aimed at the hardest joint of the king crab, strike precisely.

Click! Click!

Several crisp sounds of shells cracking rang out.

The thick crab legs were neatly separated.

The blade sliced ​​into the gap and gently flicked it.

The crab leg meat is plump, firm, and has a snow-white sheen.

Completely exposed to the air.

The methods used to process lobsters are even more cruel and ruthless.

Hold the knife tip against the shrimp's head and cut it in half.

Pale yellow shrimp brains flowed out, exuding a strong, fresh aroma belonging to the deep sea.

The smokeless charcoal in the furnace had long since burned bright red.

It radiates a scorching heat that distorts the air.

Chen Yuan presented the prepared half-lobster and crab leg.

They were placed steadily on the rough cast iron baking rack.

The thin layer of moisture from the seafood comes into contact with the hot wire mesh.

It instantly emitted a piercing sizzling sound.

A cloud of white steam rose into the air.

He took it from the low-temperature incubator next to him.

Take out a small foil bowl containing French butter.

Place it directly on the edge of the baking rack where the temperature is slightly lower.

Butter, catalyzed by heat.

The edges began to melt, turning into a pool of clear, golden liquid.

Chen Yuan grabbed a large spoonful of minced garlic and garlic that had been chopped in advance and heated in hot oil to release its aroma.

Pour it into the melted butter without hesitation.

The scalding liquid instantly caused the minced garlic to sizzle.

A pungent, overpowering aroma.

It has a rich, creamy aroma mixed with butter.

It forcefully dispelled the salty, fishy smell in the sea breeze.

Driven by the airflow, it spread wildly across the surrounding beaches.

Chen Muzhou's stomach.

It let out a clear gurgling sound, quite embarrassingly.

She released her grip on Chen Yuan's trouser leg.

Stand on tiptoes.

Two small, fair hands gripped the cool metal edge of the grill.

Her peach-blossom eyes were fixed on the lobster that was bubbling with oil.

Saliva dripped down the corner of his mouth, forming a glistening, thin strand.

"Daddy, is it ready? Can I eat it now?"

The little girl swallowed repeatedly, her voice filled with an urgent longing.

Chen Yuan took a clean tissue.

I gently wiped away the strand of drool from my daughter's chin.

"Wait two more minutes."

He picked up a high-temperature resistant silicone brush.

Dip it all in that bowl of piping hot garlic butter sauce.

Spread evenly on the surface of the snow-white shrimp meat and crab legs.

Excess fat runs along the grain of the meat.

It dripped into the glowing embers below.

call--

A cluster of bright yellow flames shot up instantly.

Licking the hard shrimp shells, they baked the skin until it had an enticing slightly charred color.

The sweetness of the seafood was brought to its peak at this moment.

Chen Nianshen carried two prepared white porcelain plates.

Like a competent waiter, he stood steadily to the side, waiting for orders.

Chen Yuan used special long-handled grilling tongs.

Pick up a piece of shrimp tail meat that has been grilled to the perfect temperature.

The blade of the short knife made a light cut into the shrimp meat.

Divide it into two pieces of equal size.

They fell into the plates held by the two children.

"Go to the table to eat, blow on it before you eat, be careful it's hot."

The brother and sister, carrying plates, ran with their short legs to the low table under the parasol.

Chen Muzhou picked up the special small silver fork.

He forcefully stabbed into the thick piece of shrimp meat.

Stuff it into your mouth.

The scalding temperature made her gasp for breath.

But the shrimp meat has a firm and chewy texture.

It's a blend of the rich aroma of minced garlic and the creamy scent of butter.

It filled her entire small mouth.

She didn't even care that it was hot; she closed her eyes and chewed frantically.

His cheeks bulged out like two balls stuffed with food.

Shen Wanzhou leaned back in the rattan chair.

The sea breeze ruffled a few stray hairs from her forehead, which clung to her cheeks.

She didn't reach out to pay attention.

She looked gently at the tall man busy at the barbecue grill not far away.

There were also a pair of children at the next table, their mouths greasy with food.

These past few years have been a part of my life.

Like a gentle file, it smoothed out the hard, defensive barbs she had once erected.

It was smoothed out little by little.

What remains now.

Only this kind of tangible, real, and intense sense of security can be felt.

There are no financial statements that cannot be completed.

There were no business dinners where everyone had ulterior motives.

Only this white sand beach and the rolling waves.

And the man in front of her, wearing an apron, grilling her barbecue on a deserted island.

Chen Yuan took a clean bone china plate.

Pick out the fattest and most succulent section of the king crab leg.

Using specialized crab-eating tools, skillfully remove the intact crab stick meat from inside.

The white, jade-like crab meat was still covered with a few drops of golden garlic sauce.

It exudes an irresistible fragrance.

He carried the plate away from the hot barbecue grill.

Barefoot on the soft, hot sand.

He walked step by step to Shen Wanzhou's recliner.

Its tall and upright body perfectly blocked the blinding sunset.

A cool, comfortable shadow was cast on Shen Wanzhou.

Chen Yuan knelt on one knee on the sand next to the recliner.

The silver fork in his hand held the perfectly prepared piece of crab meat.

Place it to your lips.

The heat that was attached to it was gently blown away.

Until the temperature is just right.

He then brought the fork to Shen Wanzhou's lips.

Shen Wanzhou leaned forward slightly and opened her rosy lips.

Take a bite of that tender crab meat.

The rich juices spread instantly on the tip of your tongue.

The intense sweetness hits you right in the head.

She smiled contentedly, a hint of languor in her eyes.

Shallow dimples appeared on both sides of her cheeks.

"tasty."

Her voice was soft, carrying the sweet innocence of someone who had been basking in the sun all afternoon.

Chen Yuan put down the white porcelain plate in his hand.

Rough fingertips brushed against the corner of her lips.

It took away a bit of sauce that had accidentally gotten on it.

His deep gaze lingered on her face for two seconds.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the man's profile in a warm orange-red hue.

The waves crashed against the distant rocks, making a rhythmic splashing sound.

Chen Yuan fed Shen Wanzhou the peeled crab leg meat, and casually flicked her nose: "Eat more, so you'll have the energy to 'watch the stars' with me tonight."