A sophomore in college starts by getting a marriage certificate with a female CEO.

The two continued walking along the road.

The evening breeze was neither too strong nor too weak. Li Xixue carried her bag in one hand and let the other hand hang by her side.

This usually quiet CEO actually spent ages arguing with someone over the term "sister-in-law."

Lu Yang glanced at her sideways and said, "Hey Miss, you're not upset about how they address you, are you?"

Li Xixue tilted her head slightly: "What's your name?"

"Sister-in-law."

Li Xixue paused for a moment.

Lu Yang thought for a moment, then said slowly, "You haven't lost yourself in all those calls of 'sister-in-law,' have you?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xixue's ears visibly turned red.

She quickened her pace, walking ahead of Lu Yang, not wanting to pay him any attention.

Seeing her nervous expression, Lu Yang's lips curled up slightly.

Well, it really is true.

At the company, she is usually called General Manager Li, Boss, or Chairman. These titles are just that—titles—to her.

But my sister-in-law is different.

The word "sister-in-law" implies that she is already taken.

As for this master...

Of course, it's myself.

Lu Yang wisely refrained from pursuing the topic further.

He knew that if he pressed her any further, she would probably have to head home by now.

After walking for a while, Li Xixue's ears cooled down, and she finally spoke.

"Where are you taking me?"

You'll know when you get there.

"..."

Li Xixue didn't ask any more questions.

Because she knew it would be pointless to ask.

The two walked for a while, turned a corner, and passed through a small alley. The road ahead narrowed, with old residential buildings on both sides.

Li Xixue slowed her pace.

She usually frequents office buildings and commercial centers.

She had hardly ever walked through old streets and alleys like these.

"Lu Yang".

"Um?"

"You're not going to take me into some dark alleyway, are you?"

Lu Yang turned and glanced at her: "Are you scared?"

"Who's afraid!"

Li Xixue raised her chin and followed after him with the click-clack of her high heels.

They walked for a while longer.

A shop appeared ahead.

The storefront is small and the decoration is very ordinary, with a few strings of warm yellow lights hanging at the entrance.

Li Xixue looked at the sign, then at Lu Yang: "You asked me out just to...come here?"

Although the decor is a bit old, you can still tell that this is a place to eat.

Lu Yang retorted, "Otherwise what?"

What is the one thing a person cannot live without?

woman?

Do not!

Dry rice, of course!

A woman won't die without a man, but a man will die without food!

Lu Yang walked straight in.

Li Xixue hesitated for a moment, then followed her inside.

The place wasn't big, and the environment wasn't exactly luxurious, but it was fairly clean. The smell of cooking oil wafted out from the stove, mixed with a strong aroma.

A middle-aged man in his fifties poked his head out from the kitchen.

"Oh? Xiao Yang's here?"

"Uncle Zhou."

Lu Yang greeted him.

The other person wiped their hands, came out, paused for a moment when they saw Li Xixue, and then smiled.

"Wow, you even brought your girlfriend today?"

"Cough cough."

Lu Yang coughed lightly and said, "She's not my girlfriend."

"Not a girlfriend? Then what is she?"

Uncle Zhou frowned as he looked at Li Xixue. Her perfect features and exquisite outfit made her look stunning.

"Could it be your wife? Well, you got married without even telling your uncle!"

"..."

Lu Yang was stunned.

No way, you actually guessed that right?

Nominally, the two are indeed husband and wife.

Li Xixue frowned slightly but did not refute.

Uncle Zhou draped the rag over his shoulder and looked Lu Yang up and down.

"Xiao Yang, how long has it been since you last came? I thought you'd run away."

Lu Yang pulled up a chair and sat down: "Busy."

"Busy?" Uncle Zhou snorted. "You used to come here every day, and you could squat all night for a bowl of noodles. Now that you have a wife, you don't recognize me anymore."

Li Xixue sat down on the chair next to her. She didn't look down on it; on the contrary, she was full of curiosity because this was completely different from the high-end restaurants she usually went to.

Uncle Zhou turned to look at Li Xixue and said with a smile, "Miss, what would you like to eat?"

Li Xixue glanced at the menu on the wall.

Beef noodles, fried rice, wontons, spicy hot pot...

These were all things she had never touched before.

Lu Yang didn't stand on ceremony and said directly to Uncle Zhou, "Uncle Zhou, the usual."

Uncle Zhou laughed and said, "Alright!"

Li Xixue asked in confusion, "What old rule?"

"Yangzhou fried rice!" Uncle Zhou said.

Li Xixue thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll do the same."

"Alright!"

Uncle Zhou turned around and went into the kitchen to prepare.

Li Xixue sat on the wooden chair and glanced around.

A handwritten menu was posted on the wall, the handwriting crooked and the prices ridiculously cheap.

"Do you come to this store often?" Li Xixue asked.

"I used to come here often."

Lu Yang leaned back in his chair and said with a smile, "Back in my freshman year, I was poor and couldn't afford anything else, so I just squatted here."

Li Xixue responded with an "oh".

At this time.

Suddenly, a shout came from the kitchen.

"Coming right up—!"

Li Xixue looked up.

Uncle Zhou came out of the kitchen carrying a pot.

They didn't bring out a plate.

They carried the pot out directly.

Uncle Zhou placed the pot on the cutting board in front of the stove with a smug look on his face; the flames were still dancing.

"Girl, watch carefully."

Zhou Shuchong and Li Xixue raised their chins and then began to stir-fry and explain at the same time.

"The key to our Yangzhou fried rice is controlling the heat..."

With a flick of his left hand, the rice in the pot rose up, fell down, and then rose up again.

"The rice needs to be leftover from the previous day; it has less moisture, so the grains will be separate when fried."

The spatula flipped it twice, then the egg mixture was poured on, making a sizzling sound.

"The egg mixture should be poured in when the rice is turned up, coating every grain of rice; this is called 'gold wrapping silver'..."

Lu Yang's lips twitched.

No, what's gotten into Uncle Zhou today?

You're just making fried rice, why are you putting on a show?

Li Xixue watched very carefully. Usually, the food she ate was either a finished product served in a high-end restaurant, and no one had ever performed it like this in front of her before.

Lu Yang finally couldn't hold back any longer, "Uncle Zhou, it's just fried rice."

Uncle Zhou glared at him: "What do you mean 'just'? This is our family's ancestral craft! Don't you understand intangible cultural heritage?"

"You never used to cook for me with this many fancy tricks."

"Before, when you were just a brat, I was already being lenient by cooking for you, and you wanted to see a show?" Uncle Zhou tapped the spatula against the edge of the wok twice. "Today's different. Today you brought your wife, so I'll have to show you my real skills!"

"Besides, this is a special service for Uncle; the normal price is 588!"

Lu Yang said irritably, "Uncle Zhou, with your skills, even ten yuan is too expensive."

"roll!"

Uncle Zhou almost swung the shovel in his hand.

Watching the two banter, Li Xixue tilted her head slightly and blinked.

She found the way Uncle Zhou and Lu Yang got along very interesting.

No formalities, no awkwardness.

Unlike those waiters who have standard smiles and a set script.

It has a very down-to-earth feel to it.