Mr. Shen, your love-struck wife doesn't want you anymore!

Shen Mo cried so hard that snot and tears flew everywhere.

Jiang Yu sat to the side, playing on her phone as if nothing was going on.

Shen Chengyan looked at the larger one, then at the smaller one.

Finally, he sighed and walked over to the younger one. "Why did you provoke her? She wouldn't just mess with you, she'd even cut my mouth off."

Shen Mo sobbed, "How could you marry such a fierce woman?"

Jiang Yu's gaze had already swept over: "What did you say?"

Shen Chengyan: "Stop talking, or you'll be beheaded."

Shen Mo snorted, and big snot bubbles came out with his snort.

Shen Chengyan moved to sit down to the side.

Jiang Yu could tell at a glance that he was having a germaphobic episode, and said gloatingly, "Why are you hiding? Hurry up and wipe his nose, the snot is almost dripping into his mouth, it's disgusting."

Shen Mo's crying grew louder: "You're the disgusting one!"

Shen Chengyan is a good father, but also a father with obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness.

He glanced at Jiang Yu and said, "I see you're quite free, why don't you help him wipe it?"

"I can't wipe it clean at all; I think it's dirty."

"..."

Finally, Shen Chengyan pulled out a lot of tissues, almost a thick wad, and held them in his hand. While cleaning up the messy king, he said, "Weren't you hungry? Can I go get you something delicious?"

Shen Mo's crying gradually subsided: "What delicious food is it?"

It has to be said that foodies are quite easy to please.

What would you like to eat?

"I want to eat everything."

"it is good."

After saying that, Shen Chengyan looked at Jiang Yu and said, "Your son is hungry."

"Isn't he your son?" Jiang Yu rolled her eyes. "Besides, he just called me a servant, and I still went out of my way to cook for him. How pathetic am I?"

Shen Mo retorted indignantly, "A servant's job is simply to cook for the little emperor..."

Shen Chengyan pinched his mouth shut, "Shut up if you don't want to get beaten up."

After saying that, she dragged him off the sofa and into the kitchen.

However, faced with a refrigerator full of food, Shen Chengyan didn't know where to start.

The ingredients are all the freshest, including meat, vegetables, and fruit, but he doesn't know how to cook them.

Jiang Yu has taken good care of him over the years. He is practically waited on hand and foot in this house, and he doesn't even need to make a cup of coffee.

Shen Mo asked him, "What are you waiting for?"

Shen Chengyan: "I'm waiting for the rice to come out on its own."

Shen Mo laughed loudly: "Idiot, rice doesn't have legs."

Shen Chengyan closed the refrigerator door: "Knowing it doesn't have legs, why aren't you helping to find it?"

The kitchen was quite large, but after searching around, they couldn't find a single grain of rice. Shen Chengyan gave up and instructed him, "Go ask your mother."

"I'm not going!"

"If you don't go, you'll go hungry."

Shen Mo reluctantly came to the living room and asked Jiang Yu, who was lying on the sofa, "Hey, your husband asked me to ask you where the rice is."

Jiang Yu glanced at him: "I don't call it feeding."

Shen Mo snorted.

Jiang Yu ignored him.

Shen Mo: "Hurry up and tell me, where is the rice?"

Jiang Yu: "Call someone."

Shen Mo said angrily, "Hey, tell me now, where's the rice?"

Jiang Yu was amused by this little idiot and was speechless for a while: "It's the second tall cabinet in the row of refrigerators. You can see it as soon as you open it."

Shen Mo ran to the kitchen and repeated Jiang Yu's words.

Shen Chengyan opened the cabinet and indeed saw the container for rice.

The rice cooker was on the counter. He filled the inner pot with rice, and then got stuck on another problem.

"Go ask your mom if the rice needs to be washed."

Shen Mo ran into the living room: "Hey, do you need to wash the rice?"

Shen Mo ran back to the kitchen: "Wash it, wash it twice."

After washing the rice, Shen Chengyan looked at the complicated rice cooker and was once again faced with a problem.

"Go ask your mom again whether she prefers firewood-cooked rice, finely cooked rice, or fragrant and delicious rice."

Shen Mo ran into the living room, already panting. "Mom, Dad asked me to ask you whether we should choose firewood-cooked rice, finely cooked rice, or fragrant and delicious rice."

Jiang Yu felt a little uncomfortable at his sudden remark: "Ahem, choose whatever you like, you can eat anything."

Shen Mo was completely unaware that the way he addressed people had changed. He ran back to the kitchen, and two minutes later, he came back with a task: "Dad said the tomatoes need to be peeled?"

Jiang Yu sighed: "We have to peel it."

A minute later, Shen Mo came over again: "Dad said how big should the ribs be cut?"

Jiang Yu: "..."

Jiang Yu's patience was already running out, and these successive questions had pushed her to her limit.

When Shen Mo came over again with questions like "which is ginger and which is garlic," her patience finally ran out: "Doesn't he have hands? Can't he use his phone to look it up? If he asks another stupid question like that, I'll kill him!"

Shen Mo ran back to the kitchen in fright, "Mom is so scary! She said she's going to kill us with a knife!"

Shen Chengyan: "..."

In order to avoid being hacked to death, Shen Chengyan decided to study the recipes himself.

After studying for a while, he discovered that every dish required minced ginger and garlic, so he picked up a knife and began to prepare.

Two seconds later, he threw the knife away with a clatter.

He pressed his bleeding finger and sighed deeply: "Cooking is too hard. Go and beg your mother to cook for you."

Shen Mo was terrified when she saw his bleeding fingers: "How...how do I beg?"

"Kneel down and beg."

"I don't ask for it!"

"Then you can go hungry."

"..."

For about twenty minutes, Shen Mo didn't bother her anymore. Just when Jiang Yu thought the father and son had finally calmed down, the little one came over again, dawdling around.

He stood awkwardly in front of Jiang Yu and said, "Dad said cooking is too difficult, so he won't do it and will let you do it."

Jiang Yu: "???"

Shen Mo: "Go and cook for me."

Jiang Yu sneered: "Am I a nanny?"

"You're not a nanny, you're a princess."

Shen Mo knelt down with a thud: "Please, Princess, go and cook! This servant is starving!"

Jiang Yu: "…………"

Jiang Yu came to the kitchen and saw Shen Chengyan leaning against the cabinet. He was holding a piece of toilet paper in one hand and pressing it against his other hand. The white toilet paper was half stained red with blood.

Jiang Yu asked, "Did you teach him to say those things and kneel down?"

He lifted his eyelids and glanced at her: "How was it? Did you get your revenge?"

Jiang Yu only said two words: "Naive".

Shen Chengyan smiled and said, "He did a lot of mental preparation and kept encouraging himself. He's chubby and quite cute."

Jiang Yu asked incredulously, "Are all dads this scary?"

Shen Chengyan: "..."

Jiang Yu glanced at his fingers again: "Is it serious?"

Shen Chengyan didn't say anything, but unfolded the tissue to show her. It was a deep cut, and the bleeding hadn't stopped. After the pressure was released, the blood quickly started flowing out again.

Jiang Yu immediately said, "Quickly, hold it down."

Shen Chengyan smiled slightly. "It's okay, it doesn't actually hurt."

Jiang Yu nodded: "Yes, you're heartless, it's normal that you can't feel the pain."

Shen Chengyan: "..."

Jiang Yu negotiated with him: "I can cook for you, but you have to give me a larger share of the property in the divorce agreement."

The smile on Shen Chengyan's face vanished instantly. Seeing her businesslike demeanor, he said casually, "You wish. I won't give you a single penny."

At this moment, Jiang Yu's desire to smash him to death with a frying pan reached its peak.

She turned and left, but when she saw Shen Mo standing pitifully at the kitchen door, she admitted that she had become sentimental again.

She softened.

She used to love him very much.

Because he was the child she carried for ten months and gave birth to.

Jiang Yu turned around and looked at that jerk with annoyance: "Transfer a thousand to me."

Shen Chengyan: "Not a single penny."

"Damn it!" Jiang Yu cursed as she searched for her apron. "You trashy man, you're so stingy! Get the hell out of here!"

Shen Chengyan's brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly. "Be civilized."

"Civilization my ass."

"..."

Shen Mo, who was watching the commotion from the sidelines, suddenly burst into laughter: "Civilization my ass!"