Third Master, please restrain yourself. Our marriage is a marriage of convenience.

Looking at the four sheep, Shen Huaiyu suddenly thought of the song that No. 1 sang a few days ago.

Could these four sheep be characters from that song?

This little girl seems to really like that cartoon.

After Shen Feng left, Shen Huaiyu took a picture of the biscuit and searched online to find out which cartoon character it was from.

After understanding the situation, Shen Huaiyu finally realized why a pink sheep had mixed in with the blue color scheme.

It turns out he wasn't her biological child.

Before Shen Huaiyu could even taste the cookies, a department manager arrived with his secretary to report on their work.

Perhaps it was because the cookies on the black marble table were so eye-catching in this oppressive space with its cool tones that they were the first thing the two of them saw when they entered.

The characters on the cookies all have their eyes crinkled with laughter. The bright colors, cartoonish graphics, and cute and adorable appearance are like intruders who have broken into a black and white space, leaving a rich splash of color. Far from looking out of place, they create a strange harmony.

The two of them couldn't help but take a few more glances.

During the work report, the manager felt that Mr. Shen was unusually good-tempered, whether it was his imagination or not.

In the past, if there was a problem with the plan, we would just throw it back and make him redo it, without saying a single unnecessary word. We were incredibly economical with words.

But today, he was given pointers on his shortcomings, and his usually chilling aura seemed to have subsided somewhat.

The manager glanced at the box of cookies one last time as he left.

Could it be because of the cookies?

Whose cookies are these? They're amazing!

Maybe he can bring a box of cookies next time he reports on his work.

Shen Huaiyu opened the lid, and a sweet aroma wafted out. He took out a cookie from inside and took a bite.

The rich aroma of milk mixed with caramel spreads in the mouth, leaving a lingering fragrance.

The girl has good skills.

The cookies were quite delicious.

Shen Huaiyu finished the biscuits in his hand, covered the rest, and prepared to eat them slowly.

Pei Jinhe worked very hard on it.

Since it's already been delivered, we can't waste it.

Within an afternoon, the news that there was a box of cartoon cookies on General Manager Shen's desk spread throughout the entire company.

Discussions could be heard everywhere.

"Have you all heard? There's a box of cookies featuring the four members of the Pleasant Goat family in President Shen's office."

"No way, no way, Mr. Shen actually likes this kind of thing. I thought only little girls my daughter's age liked cartoons."

"You don't understand, do you? Men are boys until they die. I never expected that President Shen, who is so aloof, would have such a childlike side."

"Do you think it's possible that these cookies were a gift from Mr. Shen's girlfriend?"

"I haven't heard that Mr. Shen has a girlfriend?"

"How could we lowly employees possibly know about President Shen's private matters?"

"Rather than believing that Mr. Shen likes cartoons, I'm more inclined to believe that Mr. Shen has a girlfriend."

Their CEO, Mr. Shen, is such a cold and domineering person; he doesn't seem like the type to like these cartoon cookies at all.

It would be much more reasonable if it was a gift from your girlfriend.

...

When Qin Yuyang came to find Shen Huaiyu, he immediately noticed the cookies on Shen Huaiyu's table and laughed, "Third Brother, when did you start liking cookies? And these cartoon characters too, so creative."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab the cookies. They looked good, but he wondered how they would taste.

"Snapped!"

Before his hand could even touch the cookie, Shen Huaiyu shoved it away.

Qin Yuyang, rubbing his reddened hand, complained, "Third Brother, what are you doing? It's just a cookie, do you have to be so stingy!"

They were practically inseparable brothers, practically inseparable, yet now he's so stingy he won't even give him a cookie.

"If you want to eat it, go buy it yourself."

Shen Huaiyu stared at the computer in front of him, his face cold and stern, dressed in a black suit, exuding a sharp and oppressive aura.

Looking at the adorable little lamb, Qin Yuyang had the shrewd look of Conan who had just seen through the truth: "Third Brother, these cookies weren't a gift from your wife, were they?"

Shen Huaiyu's fingers, which were holding the mouse, paused slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

Qin Yuyang had known Shen Huaiyu for so many years, and he could barely guess what was on Shen Huaiyu's mind. Looking at Shen Huaiyu's expression, he knew that he was right.

He raised an eyebrow with a sly grin and said in a drawn-out tone, "Third Brother, your feelings for your sister-in-law aren't simple~ If you ask me, it's definitely not as simple as a marriage alliance."

A ripple appeared on Shen Huaiyu's calm face, so faint as to vanish in an instant.

His dark eyes looked at Qin Yuyang: "Don't make wild guesses if there's nothing wrong with it."

Undeterred, Qin Yuyang asked, "You really don't like your sister-in-law?"

Shen Huaiyu's gaze returned to the computer screen: "I said it's a marriage alliance."

Qin Yuyang pouted: "You're just being stubborn. You'll be crying when it's time to chase after your wife."

Based on his many years of experience reading novels.

Stubborn people are likely to end up without a wife.

He saw his third brother as one of those types.

If you didn't have feelings for someone, would you treasure the cookies they gave you so much that you wouldn't even let them touch them?

.....

When it was time to prepare dinner, Aunt Wang came out of her room and saw Pei Jinhe busy in the kitchen. She quickly walked over and said, "Young Madam, I can cook this. You rest and don't tire yourself out."

Pei Jinhe rolled up her sleeves and said to Aunt Wang with a smile, "It's alright, Aunt Wang, I can cook. I haven't cooked in a long time, so please try my cooking today."

With such complete facilities here, she naturally had to show off her skills.

Aunt Wang couldn't just sit idly by and wait to be fed, so when she saw the unwashed vegetables on the side, she rolled up her sleeves and said, "Then I'll wash the vegetables."

Number One wriggled its round body and spun around, saying, "Master, Master, Number One can help too!"

Aunt Wang smiled and asked, "What can you help with?"

Number One: "Sweeping, chopping vegetables, peeling fruits and vegetables, Number One can do a lot of things."

Aunt Wang asked in surprise, "You can even chop vegetables?"

Number One: "Aunt Wang, Number One knows a lot."

Aunt Wang washed the potatoes in her hands and handed them to Number One: "Peel the potatoes first, then cut them into shreds."

"receive."

Number One extends its robotic arm, takes the potato and peeler, and in a few quick movements peels the potato clean. Then, with a few more swift movements, it cuts the potato into shreds.

Aunt Wang stared in astonishment at the evenly sized potato shreds, exclaiming, "This knife skill is amazing! You'd think it was cut by a master chef!"

Is this still the same broken robot vacuum cleaner she had before?

It used to only sweep the floor, but now it's even learned to use a knife.

Number One was anything but modest: "Number One is the head chef!"

Pei Jinhe put the prepared chicken wings into a pot of cold water to blanch them. After blanching, she heated oil in a pan and fried them over medium-low heat until both sides were golden brown.

Her movements were fluid and effortless, displaying the demeanor of a master chef.

She said to Number One, "Number One, bring me a Coke."