A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

The two of them relaxed on the leather sofa for a while. Their fatigue eased a little.

Song Yuqi, fully recharged, climbed up from the sofa.

She put on her slippers and began to wander around the large, single-level apartment, which was several hundred square meters in size.

The house was large, and although the furniture was covered with dust cloths, there was no musty smell in the air, indicating that someone regularly maintained and ventilated it.

Song Yuqi turned around and stopped in front of a mahogany door at the end of the corridor.

She opened the door.

This is a very spacious study, with a whole wall of mahogany bookshelves that catch the eye.

Song Yuqi walked in and her gaze fell on a glass display case in the middle of the bookshelf.

She stared wide-eyed in surprise.

The display case didn't contain any valuable antiques; instead, it was filled with all sorts of random little items.

Two of them went to a pottery studio together and made some oddly shaped mugs; the handles of the mugs were all crooked and leaned towards my grandmother's house.

Two people won cheap plastic keychains by popping balloons at an amusement park.

There was even the gray scarf she gave to Chen Ye when she first learned to knit, a scarf that was so ugly it looked like a giant python.

The row of photo frames next to them was filled with old photos of the two of them.

Some people were smearing sand on each other's faces at the beach, while others were sticking out their tongues from the spiciness of hot pot at a restaurant.

They are all real moments without any cameras following them.

None of these items are missing; they are all safely and securely preserved here.

Chen Ye arrived at the study door at some point.

He leaned against the door frame, holding a glass of warm water that had just been poured from the thermos.

Song Yuqi turned around and looked at him with a smile.

"Boss Chen," Song Yuqi said, leaning forward with her hands behind her back, "it seems that even after all this time since the breakup, he hasn't thrown these things away."

Chen Ye took a sip of water and casually placed the water glass on the table next to him.

He swaggered over, grabbed Song Yuqi by the waist, and pulled her into his arms.

"Would I dare throw this away?" Chen Ye said matter-of-factly. "If I really treated these things as garbage, wouldn't someone be furious when they see the empty cabinet right now?"

"You're the one who's furious." Song Yuqi poked Chen Ye's chest with her finger.

She looked up, her beautiful eyes sparkling with mischief, deliberately teasing him.

"Didn't you ever think about what if we really don't make up in the future? What would you do with all this junk? Doesn't it bother you?"

"How could that be?" Chen Ye lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

You can't escape my grasp.

Goodness, that's what you're saying.

Chen Ye was internally complaining, feeling like a villain in a third-rate CEO drama.

But Song Yuqi just happens to fall for this.

When she heard Chen Ye's words, she didn't find them cheesy at all; instead, she burst out laughing.

"Alright then." Song Yuqi reached out and put her arm around Chen Ye's neck, tilting her chin slightly with a hint of smugness. "You guessed right, I really didn't escape your grasp."

Chen Ye chuckled softly.

He suddenly tightened his grip on Song Yuqi's waist, pulling her back two steps.

Song Yuqi leaned against the wall next to the bookshelf. A standard wall-slamming pose was instantly formed.

The lights in the study were dim, and their breaths mingled instantly.

Song Yuqi looked into Chen Ye's eyes, which were so close to hers, and smiled.

"Mr. Chen, we've been married for almost as long as an old couple, why are you still playing these games?"

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow. An old married couple? Are you kidding me?

"What do you mean, 'old married couple'?" Chen Ye pinched her cheek without any hesitation with his free hand. "Aren't we still in the honeymoon phase?"

Song Yuqi opened her mouth, as if she wanted to refute something.

Chen Ye didn't give her a chance at all and directly lowered his head to kiss her.

Without any further probing, Chen Ye took the initiative and launched an exceptionally fierce attack.

Song Yuqi snorted, but was not about to back down.

She tightened her arms around Chen Ye's neck, responding passionately.

This is in my own home!

There's no need to worry about the production team, no need to guard against Wang Zhengyu hiding a camera in some blind spot, and no need to worry about someone overhearing something they shouldn't hear.

This unbridled sense of security instantly ignited their emotions.

Chen Ye picked Song Yuqi up in his arms.

Song Yuqi wrapped her legs around Chen Ye's waist and held him tightly with both hands, kissing him passionately.

Chen Ye carried her all the way from the study to the master bedroom.

He kicked open the master bedroom door and then hooked it shut with his foot.

He collapsed directly onto the large bed.

The emotions that had been suppressed for so long finally erupted in this private space where there were no cameras or outsiders.

... (omitting 10,000 words)

the next day.

When Chen Ye opened his eyes, sunlight streamed into the room through the gap in the curtains that weren't fully drawn.

He reached for his phone on the bedside table and turned on the screen.

2:30 p.m.

Goodness, I slept through most of the day.

Chen Ye turned his head and saw that Song Yuqi was still sleeping soundly in the quilt, with only a small section of her fair shoulder showing.

I couldn't bear to wake her up. After all, we're at home, not filming a TV show, so she can sleep as late as she wants.

Chen Ye lifted a corner of the blanket and got out of bed.

When I picked up my phone, the screen was covered with tiny red dots representing unread messages.

Chen Ye put on his pajamas and slipped on his slippers as he walked toward the living room.

The top WeChat message was sent by Deng Chao at 10:00 AM.

"Yezi, are you awake yet? Bring your younger siblings over for dinner tonight! Chen He and the others are coming too."

Chen Ye smiled.

His fingers flew across the keyboard as he replied with a message: "Awake, will be there on time tonight."

After sending the message, Chen Ye continued scrolling down.

The following small section consists of messages from several well-connected friends in Shanghai, all of whom are inviting me to meet up.

"Hey bro! We're at a booth on the Bund tonight, got back and need to relax a bit?"

"Hey bro, wanna go to that new private restaurant in the west of the city? There are a few new girls at the office who want to get to know you."

"Know him my ass," Chen Ye thought to himself, rolling his eyes.

Dude, I have a home now. Going to nightclubs with you guys? If we get caught on camera, Song Yuqi might just tear our house apart.

Chen Ye replied to each one without hesitation: "I just finished recording the show and I'm feeling weak. I need to stay home and rest. I'll definitely do it next time."

Scrolling down further, I saw messages from several business executives.

"Ono, how about golf or fishing this weekend? I just picked up a new yacht."

Chen Ye rubbed his temples.

Go fishing? You'll get so tanned at sea you'll look like a lump of coal, what if you don't catch anything?

Wouldn't it be better to stay home, cuddling your wife, and playing video games instead of wasting your free time?

Chen Ye skillfully deflected the question: "President Wang, President Li, it's really unfortunate. The company is just starting out, and I have a bunch of things waiting for my signature. I'll treat everyone to a meal in a while!"

After brushing off all these interpersonal interactions, Chen Ye went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water.

He dialed his agent Susie's number.

The call was answered almost instantly, and Susie's efficient voice came through the receiver.

"Boss Chen, you've finally decided to wake up? I thought you were going to sleep soundly in your lap of luxury."

"Enough nonsense." Chen Ye leaned against the island counter. "I'm at home in Shanghai. I'll take Chao Ge and the others to look at company locations in a couple of days. How's your business negotiation going?"

Susie immediately got to work.

"It couldn't be better! You and Yuqi are incredibly popular, and your commercial value is skyrocketing."

"Let's get straight to the point."

"Five top luxury brands have approached you for endorsement deals." Susie spoke rapidly, "LV wants to make you their global ambassador, Rolex wants to sign you as their global brand ambassador, and Bulgari..."

"We've taken on all the top luxury brands." Chen Ye made the decision decisively upon hearing this, as he had collaborated with these companies before.

Chen Ye was previously the Asia-Pacific brand ambassador for LV, but now he has been upgraded to a global ambassador, including for brands like Rolex.

They also sent their blessings when the proposal was officially announced.

Only a fool would turn down a job that allows you to earn money while maintaining your professional image.

"Okay." Susie typed notes on the keyboard, "There are also offers for film, television and variety shows. I've screened out 90% of the scripts, and sent the rest to your email. Now there's a big one, Mango TV's 'Divas Hit the Road 5'."

Upon hearing this name, Chen Ye nearly spat out the water in his mouth.

"They want to offer you and Yuqi a package deal to be permanent guests," Susie continued. "The offer is outrageous, and they promise not to edit the footage of the two of you maliciously, but to focus on making sure everyone on the internet is shipping your sweet moments."

"Forget it." Chen Ye sneered, his face full of disdain.

The people in the previous seasons didn't have it easy; Chen Ye felt like there weren't any normal people among them.

Moreover, before he traveled through time, he heard that the fifth season of "Divas Hit the Road" had just been filmed.

"I've turned it down." Chen Ye waved his hand, too lazy to say more. "Don't care how much money they offer, even if they gave me the entire building of Director Mangtai, I wouldn't go. Tell them I'm too busy."

Susie had clearly anticipated this outcome.

"Okay, then I'll decline. You should first schedule the photoshoots for those top luxury brands, and the photography team will come to Shanghai to find you in a few days."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ye rubbed his stomach. He was starving.

He walked into the living room and pressed the smart home button on the wall.

"Butler, please send over some fresh pork ribs and beef, along with some vegetables, and also a brand new set of cooking oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar. Thank you."

"Yes, Mr. Chen, we'll arrange it for you right away," the butler replied respectfully.

While waiting for the food, Chen Ye quickly washed up in the restroom.

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang precisely on time.

Chen Ye opened the door, and the butler was standing outside pushing a small cart full of imported fresh produce from a high-end supermarket.

"Put it here, thank you for your trouble." Chen Ye took the bag.

After closing the door, Chen Ye carried two large bags of ingredients into the kitchen and tied on an apron.

In his previous life, Chen Ye was a miserable working man who cooked all the time, and he continues to cook frequently in this world as well.

Wash the vegetables and cut the meat.

Smash the garlic with the back of the knife, slice it into strips with the blade, the movements are swift, clean, and efficient.

Heat the oil in a wok, then sauté the scallions, ginger, and garlic until fragrant.

Before long, the kitchen was filled with a rich, mouthwatering aroma of braised pork ribs.

With the tomato and beef brisket stewing in the casserole next to it, the entire flat was filled with the aroma of cooking.

The fragrance wafted down the hallway and seeped into the master bedroom through the crack in the door.

The bulging blanket on the bed stirred.

Song Yuqi was instantly awakened by the aroma, and her stomach rumbled loudly.

She rubbed her eyes, put on a large shirt by Chen Ye, and walked barefoot on the thick carpet, following the aroma to the kitchen.

As soon as I reached the kitchen door, I saw Chen Ye, dressed in casual pajamas and wearing a black apron, standing in front of the stove, stirring the wok.

The firelight reflected off Chen Ye's profile.

Song Yuqi leaned against the door frame, watching this arrogant and talented man outside, yet skillfully flipping the wok in the kitchen, and couldn't help but smile.

Chen Ye heard the noise behind him.

He didn't stop what he was doing, but he turned his head slightly to look at her.

"Go wash your hands." Chen Ye waved the spatula in his hand, his voice carrying an undeniable smile.

"Get ready to eat."