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

Chapter 35 She will definitely behave herself.

Shen Chengyan stopped pinching his brow.

Then he laughed in anger.

This means... he's been blocked?

He tossed his phone back onto the table, got up, and paced back and forth in the study with his hands on his hips.

The more I walked, the more agitated I became.

He went to the master bedroom and woke up the fast-sleeping Shen Mo: "Use your smartwatch to call your mother and ask her when she's coming back."

Shen Mo rolled over, sticking his butt out, and mumbled sleepily, "I don't want to eat fish!"

Shen Chengyan: "..."

Shen Chengyan got up and went out again.

He went downstairs, opened the refrigerator, took out a chilled bottle of water, unscrewed it, and drank most of the bottle in one gulp. Only then did his irritated mind slowly calm down.

It's just blocking a phone number.

It's not like he hasn't blocked her before.

When it's even.

As he lay in bed, he thought she would definitely call him first.

Isn't this always the case? She's always the one who gives in first.

He was the big fish she had finally caught, and even if they had a huge fight, she couldn't bear to abandon him.

She won't abandon him.

She will definitely come back obediently.

Thinking this, Shen Chengyan closed his eyes.

The president's office of Shen's Group.

As the secretary brought over the freshly brewed coffee, she saw Lin Ce coming out of his office and, as if seeing a lifeline, exclaimed, "Assistant Lin, Mr. Shen's coffee is ready. Could you please deliver it to me if you have time?"

Lin Ce took a deep breath: "I'll give you a chance, think it over again and then we'll talk."

The secretary had a bitter face: "These past few days, President Shen has been too scary. I've never been scolded by my parents before. I don't know what's wrong with President Shen. He scolds people all the time. His temper is so bad that I want to quit."

Lin Ce: "..."

The secretary inquired, "President Shen wasn't like this before. What's wrong with him these past few days?"

Lin Ce walked towards his office: "If you're so gossipy, you might as well switch careers and become a paparazzi."

The secretary said, "Assistant Lin, coffee..."

Lin Ce: "I only got a thorough dressing-down because I delivered it myself."

secretary:"……"

The secretary, with a look of grim determination, carried the coffee inside. Half a minute later, she came out patting her chest, looking like she had just escaped death.

A colleague gossiped: "Did President Shen yell at someone again?"

The secretary shook her head: "He didn't scold me, but I now know why President Shen's personality has changed so drastically."

"What's the reason?"

"Mr. Shen's stocks must be down."

"???"

"When I went in, Mr. Shen was staring at his phone the whole time, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly. When my dad's stocks went down, he looked just like Mr. Shen, like he was about to die."

"..."

Shen Chengyan tossed his phone back onto the table, leaned back, rested his neck on the chair cushion, and looked somewhat vacant.

It's been ten days.

Jiang Yu has not returned yet.

When I called him, he was still blocked.

She ignored him, and he didn't know why he was being so foolish as to call her again.

He's so annoyed.

I'm so annoyed.

He was upset every day because of her messy affairs, which made him unable to do his job well and irritable. His employees were afraid of him, and he didn't even get a hot meal when he got home. He didn't know how pitiful he was.

Shen Chengyan's jaw tightened; he knew he shouldn't think about these things, because the more he thought about them, the more agitated he became.

He pressed the intercom and called Lin Ce over to start the work.

He worked so hard, and the people below complained incessantly.

Lin Ce tactfully reminded him, "President Shen, the planning and marketing teams have been working overtime for a week straight."

Shen Chengyan didn't even look up: "Didn't I work overtime?"

Lin Ce offered a moderate amount of flattery: "Your health is important, and you should rest more. Work is never-ending, so why don't you go home early today to be with your wife? Don't let her worry about you."

That flattery almost completely backfired.

Shen Chengyan finally looked up at him: "She's worried about me? How do you know she's worried about me? Are you a mind reader? Or did she tell you herself that she's worried about me?"

Lin Ce realized something was wrong.

"Say something! Why aren't you saying anything? Weren't you always so talkative?"

"..."

"Come on, call her and ask her if she's worried about me."

Lin Ce whispered, "My wife blocked me a long time ago, so I can't get through to her."

Shen Chengyan: "What, are you mocking me?"

Lin Ce was about to cry.

Why are you making things difficult for a lowly wage earner like me?

When I got home after socializing that evening, Shen Mo was already asleep, and the nanny was watching TV in the living room.

The nanny was temporarily borrowed from the Shen family to take care of Shen Mo.

Seeing him return, the nanny put down her phone and said, "There's still food in the kitchen, shall I go heat it up?"

There were many elderly people at the dinner table, and social obligations were unavoidable. We didn't eat much food, but we drank quite a lot of alcohol.

Shen Chengyan felt a little nauseous, but he could bear it. He sat on the sofa, pinching the bridge of his nose, and said, "Make some soup."

The nanny went to the kitchen.

Soon, a few minutes later, the food was served. The nanny said proudly, "I made a lot of delicious food for the young master today. He said he wanted to save two dishes for his father."

The table was laden with dishes, but none of them were prepared with care.

Moreover, judging from their freshness, they were all leftovers.

In recent years, Jiang Yu has taken good care of him in his daily life. Every time he comes home, the freshest food will be waiting for him on the table within ten minutes.

I don't know how she timed it so well.

He hadn't had an appetite when he got back, nor did he want to eat right away.

But after half an hour, he would feel hungry again.

Within that precise timeframe, no more, no less, within ten to fifteen minutes, she would ensure he had a comfortable meal.

Even in winter, she could divide the same meal into several small portions. I don't know where she came up with the clever idea, but once one portion was finished, another portion would be served hot again.

She said this ensures the best taste and temperature.

He would never eat cold dishes.

He was raised by her to be extremely demanding.

He even looked down on the dishes made by professional chefs outside.

He lost his appetite just because the food looked off: "Was it heated in a microwave?"

"Yes, microwave ovens heat things up quickly and save time."

"..." Shen Chengyan countered, "Why not make it right away?"

"Making it fresh is too much trouble. I'll make it in advance, and when you come back you can just microwave it on high for three minutes and you'll have it."

Shen Chengyan frowned: "Jiang Yu used to always cook on the spot, no matter how late I came back."

The nanny exclaimed, "Oh dear, you really don't mind working hard. Doing this every day, I can't take it!"

She then sighed sincerely, "I'm not that good to my old man."

"Then why is Jiang Yu so good to me?"

"What else could it be? It must be because of love."

Shen Chengyan gave a mocking smirk, said nothing, and turned to go upstairs.

The nanny looked completely bewildered: "Sir, aren't you going to eat?"

The only response she received was the sound of the door closing.

After taking a shower, Shen Chengyan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, wide awake.

Everyone says Jiang Yu loves him.

But he had personally heard Jiang Yu say that she didn't love him.

Being subservient and humble in front of him is just an act.