Chapter 19 Cooking Again【VIP】

Unity of Knowledge and Action: I have redrafted a divorce agreement. Please see if there is anything else you need to add.

Sheng Sheng Busi: I don’t need the monthly child support. I can afford to raise the baby by myself, and I don’t want to have anything to do with Gu Shaochen anymore.

Song Lansheng bit her lip, feeling a little childish, and pointed her finger at the previous message, ready to withdraw it.

Unity of knowledge and action: There is no shame in fighting for legitimate rights. Raising children costs a lot of money. After all, he is the child's father and is required by law to pay some or all of the child support.

The father of the child?

Song Lansheng curled the corners of his mouth. From the time An An was born until now, Gu Shaochen had never held him once. He even came to the hospital on the third day after An An was born, and left in a hurry after staying for less than half an hour.

He is not worthy of being a father.

The crying of a baby interrupted her thoughts. Song Lansheng replied "OK" and put down her phone, then hurried to coax the child.

She paced around the room holding the child, coaxing him softly and patting his back gently.

As if feeling the tenderness and love of her mother, An An smiled happily with her mouth open, and her little hands tried to grab forward.

Song Lansheng's heart softened, and she was about to take the child to the living room when the door of the baby room was pushed open from the outside.

An unexpected person appeared in the room. Song Lansheng tightened her grip on the child and looked at the man at the door with a slightly wary look.

"What are you doing here?"

Song Lansheng's attitude left Gu Shaochen stunned. Whenever he came to the villa, no matter how late it was, Song Lansheng would always leave a light on in the living room and heat up his meals. He didn't know when all that had disappeared; Song Lansheng no longer expressed joy at his presence.

He subconsciously ignored the strange feeling in his heart, and a slightly sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You are reluctant to sign the divorce agreement, isn't it because you want me to come over?"

"As you wished, I'm here. Can I sign now?" The man who was sent away by Bai Qingying with the excuse of a night chat with his best friend felt upset. He looked at Song Lansheng with an arrogant look, and his words were full of condescending meaning.

Song Lansheng's expression was cold, not caring about his contempt. "There are some terms I really need to discuss with you in person."

Gu Shaochen sneered, his eyebrows raised, "Why, do you think the money is too little?"

"Yes." Song Lansheng nodded without hesitation and stated the terms of the newly drafted agreement. "I want 30 million in compensation and half of the joint property after marriage."

Gu Shaochen didn't expect her to say that. His tone suddenly hardened, "Song Lansheng, don't be too greedy. Don't forget, I'm the one supporting you now."

Hearing this, Song Lansheng suddenly laughed.

Before getting married, because the man said, "I will support you for the rest of your life," she gave up her beloved career and stayed at home to be his wife.

When love recedes like the tide, "I support you" becomes "I support you".

She laughed so hard that tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Gu Shaochen's brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and his patience was about to run out.

Song Lansheng subsided slightly, then dropped a bombshell, "I will not give up An An's custody. Not only that, you will also need to pay me child support every month."

Gu Shaochen's face was gloomy and terrifying. He felt that she was playing a trick on him. He said coldly, "Don't go too far, Song Lansheng! The child must stay. This is the seed of our Gu family. I absolutely cannot let you take it away. After the divorce, I will give you 50 million. This is my biggest concession."

"I won't give in." Her jaw was straight, her eyes were determined, and she tried to raise her head. "Especially the custody of An An, he is my child! If you insist on taking my An An away, then we will see you in court."

"Don't try to test my patience. I'll give you three more days to think about it."

Gu Shaochen slammed the door and walked out.

There was a loud "bang" and An An was startled. She started crying in Song Lansheng's arms. Her shoulders relaxed and she gently comforted the child.

After finally coaxing the child to sleep, Song Lansheng finally had the chance to check his phone.

In addition to Lin Zhihua's message, her mother also sent her two voice messages. She turned the volume down to the lowest level and listened attentively to the messages close to her ear.

"Nannan, when are you going to bring Anan home? Your dad misses you."

"It's been ages since you've been home. Are you coming back this time? Don't worry about the plane ticket, Daddy will reimburse you. Daddy also made your favorite chestnut and pork dumplings, just waiting for you to come back!"

Song Lansheng covered his mouth, his eyes were sore, and crystal hot tears slid down his face.

*

"Aren't you going to work with me today?" Lin Zhihua asked him for the second time while sitting in the driver's seat.

Fu Shengyan shook his head firmly.

"Then I'll let Yu Yao come to the villa." After yesterday's criminal record, Lin Zhihua was not very comfortable leaving him home alone.

"Zhizhi, I'm not an eight-year-old kid, there's no need to discuss it. Zhizhi is just like spying on him!

"It's my fault. I, Lin Zhihua, didn't look into Fu Shengyan's eyes without blinking, and said in a serious and reflective tone, "I forgot. Even if you have lost your memory,

Fu Shengyan has always been soft-hearted and would not tolerate toughness. When he heard this, his attitude immediately softened and he couldn't help but pursed his lips.

Squeak to your heart.

Lin Zhihua continued, "I'll let Yu Yao wait for you at the law firm. From now on, I won't let him follow you unless it's necessary for work."

She thought Fu Shengyan would be happy, but he hesitated for a long time before speaking: "It's okay, let him come home."

If you like someone, you will always want to know what he is doing.

Zhizhi likes me.

Lin Zhihua: "..."

Haha, man.

She closed the car window and stepped on the accelerator without saying a word. The car slid out smoothly and quickly, and disappeared from Fu Shengyan's sight in a moment.

Zhizhi didn't even ask him what he was going to do at home. Fu Shengyan put his hand down with some grievance. It had been less than a week since he was discharged from the hospital, and his wife no longer cared about him as much as before!

He walked back home angrily. Seeing Xiaofu's chubby figure, an idea suddenly occurred to him. He walked up to Xiaofu and patted his round head. "What did I usually do at home?"

Understand the enemy, learn from the enemy, and surpass the enemy! He wants to gradually break through the wall of Zhizhi's heart and replace that man's position in Zhizhi's heart.

"Sir, apart from rest, you spend 60% of your time cooking in the kitchen, 10% exercising in the gym, and the rest of the time working with the master." Xiaofu explained everything in detail.

Fu Shengyan was surprised. So she cooked for herself at home? No wonder he hadn't seen the cook for so many days.

It’s all my fault. It’s because of me that Zhizhi ordered takeout every day and I couldn’t eat freshly cooked meals at home for several days.

Fu Shengyan felt a little guilty. Thinking of the delicious food he saw on the first night, his fighting spirit was completely ignited.

He wants to start by learning from Zhizhi’s favorite dishes!

"Xiaofu, search for the recipe for braised short ribs."

Fu Shengyan placed an order according to the recipe with one click and planned his morning work.

Start trying cooking now, leaving enough room for trial and error, and then bring a loving lunch box to the company at noon to give Zhizhi a surprise!

Lin Zhihua, who was waiting for the traffic light at the intersection, sneezed several times. She rubbed her nose in confusion.

How many times do you sneeze and get talked about?

Forget it, it was probably Fu Shengyan who was thinking about her.

Lin Zhihua wrinkled her nose and her right eyelid twitched twice.

What kind of big fuss could Fu Shengyan make when he was alone at home? She comforted herself in her heart that her left eye twitched for wealth and her right eye for superstition, and it was probably because she didn't sleep well last night.

As soon as Yu Yao stepped into the gate of the villa, he heard a loud "bang" coming from inside the house, and the whole house seemed to shake.

There was an earthquake?!

“Beep, beep, beep—”

A sharp alarm blew without warning, startling Yu Yao. He moved his nose and smelled a faint smell of smoke and charcoal. His face changed. Could the house be on fire?

Anxious, he walked inside quickly and saw a man wearing a cute and soft kitten apron, with wet hair and a suspicious black solid on his face, standing at the kitchen door holding a spatula.

Yu Yao was horrified and said in disbelief, "Lawyer Fu, are you blowing up the kitchen? Is the fire serious? Do we need to call the police?"

"No need." Fu Shengyan waved his hand, a warning in his eyes, "Don't tell Zhizhi! Otherwise I will deduct your salary."

"Okay, okay." Yu Yao agreed verbally, but his hand still honestly touched the phone. After all, his salary went into the company's account, so he was not afraid of this insignificant threat!

"Assistant Yu, don't underestimate the power of pillow talk." Fu Shengyan noticed his actions and said in a cold voice.

Yu Yao paused, took out a few crumpled pieces of paper from his pocket, and said politely, "I'm holding some paper. There's some dust on your face. Let me wipe it off for you."

Fu Shengyan wiped his face, rejected the overly attentive Secretary Yu with his actions, and turned back to the kitchen.

Yu Yao stuffed the tissue back into his pocket and hurried after him.

At this time, the kitchen was still filled with a suspicious smell mixed with burnt smells. The smoke alarm had gone silent. There were water stains on the stove, and there were some debris mixed on the ground. The kitchen was a mess.

The brown sauce in the pot was diluted into a turbid, strangely colored soup with suspicious black lumps in it.

Fu, Lawyer Fu, do you want to give this to Mr. Lin to eat?

Yu Yao's eyes were filled with fear. Under Fu Shengyan's tyranny, he pinched his nose and cleaned the kitchen with Xiaofu.

In order to destroy the evidence, Fu Shengyan poured the failed pot of braised pork ribs into the trash can, then took the trash bag and sneaked to a recycling point far away from his home to throw it away.

Seeing the results of his hard work for the whole morning being ruthlessly thrown into the trash can, he was depressed and after much hesitation, he called Ms. Yun.

"Auntie Yun, no, Mom, can you teach me how to make braised short ribs?"

Yun Yueyao on the other end was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course, I don't have classes today, you can go home directly, and mom will teach you how to do it again."