After the flash marriage, she became Mr. Zhan's favorite

It turns out that a strong swimmer is still a strong swimmer in the sea.

Rongzhe swam skillfully to the big fish, with a relaxed posture, as if he could swim more easily than the tuna weighing 60 kilograms.

Momo clapped his hands and shouted on the boat: "I told you my dad is a great swimmer, look how well he swims, hey, why haven't we seen any whales yet?"

Zhan Lichen was rarely so happy and gave Mo Mo an extremely sincere smile.

"You're right. Don't worry. The whales will come. If you're lucky, you might even see sharks."

Momo looked up and asked innocently, "Really?"

Zhan Lichen: "It depends on how long your father stays in the sea. The longer the time, the greater the chance."

"Then I want my dad to stay in the sea for a while longer."

Zhan Lichen touched his head and said earnestly, "Well, you are such a good boy."

The good boy stood aside and looked down. His father had already lifted up the tuna with the buoyancy and signaled with his eyes to Zhan Lichen to pull it up quickly.

Zhan Lichen slowly raised his slender hand, grasped the handle, and shook it gently, retracting the line little by little. Each small movement revealed incomparable elegance when broken down.

With the perfect cooperation between Rongzhe and Zhan Lichen, the bluefin tuna weighing 68 kilograms naked was caught.

Rongzhe was dripping with water, and his figure was clearly visible. He couldn't help but sigh, "Even this weight is auspicious. Mr. Zhan, it seems that it will be difficult for you not to make money this year!"

Zhan Lichen glanced at him calmly, "Don't you feel uncomfortable wearing wet clothes, Mr. Rong?"

His pectoral muscles are exposed, and his wife is still here!

Rongzhe raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Zhan cares about me so much?"

Zhan Lichen looked at Rongzhe and then at the big fish lying on the ground, and said, "Your clothes are already dirty anyway, why bother to handle this fish? Don't you want to eat sashimi? We have to bleed it quickly and freeze it, otherwise it won't taste good."

Rong Zhe said, "I would like to help Mr. Zhan, but I have never been in the kitchen of my house, let alone holding a knife. I am afraid that I will bleed my own blood first before I bleed the fish. I am not very good at cooking, and Xiao Qiao and my son can testify to this. I just heard what Mr. Zhan said. Mr. Zhan is very familiar with the characteristics of food and must cook often, so his knife skills are naturally not bad. Letting me, who has never held a knife, kill a fish in front of Mr. Zhan is like showing off my sword in front of Guan Gong."

Mo Mo rushed to say: "Yes, I can testify that my father can't even cook noodles. If it weren't for my aunt at home, my father and I would probably starve to death."

Rongzhe nodded heavily to show that he strongly agreed with his son's words.

Zhan Lichen snorted in his heart and glanced at Rongzhe with disgust.

What the hell, it can't do anything. It just has a mouth that can eat, but it's full of nonsense.

No wonder his wife was determined to divorce him and even cheated on him countless times in order to get the divorce.

People like Zhan Lichen never read entertainment gossip and never care about other people's private lives.

The reason why he knew Rongzhe's private affairs was that Rongzhe and his wife Fu Xue's marriage life was too wonderful.

Even in more serious magazines like financial magazines, they would still jump around from time to time.

Although the two people are in a business marriage, they are said to be each other's white moonlight. The photos taken when they go out also show them being affectionate and loving.

Later, gossip magazines often photographed Fu Xue being surrounded by various male models.

Rong Zhe announced to the outside world that those men were his wife's friends and that he and Fu Xue were very much in love.

Later, Fu Xue personally broke the news to the media that she was divorcing Rong Zhe.

Rongzhe came out to refute the rumor again, "My wife likes to joke, it's not true, we are fine."

Later, reporters photographed Fu Xue passionately kissing a man in a coffee shop in the city center.

This time, no matter how eloquent Ren Rongzhe was, he couldn't justify himself.

Zhan Lichen used to scoff at this kind of news. In an age where entertainment is paramount, who can tell what is true and what is false?

There are countless cases where individuals or the media have lied to deceive the public for their own benefit.

He doesn't care, and doesn't want to care.

Zhan Lichen was wearing all white today, a white T-shirt and white shorts. His skin was also whiter than that of a normal man. The white outfit made him look refreshed, handsome and elegant.

When Yu Nuan married him, the clothes in his closet were either black or gray, all dark colors. He couldn't even find a light-colored piece of clothing. It was a waste of his good looks and figure.

Although he looks good in dark colors, they are a bit dull and monotonous after all.

Later, after Yu Nuan became familiar with him, she would intentionally or unintentionally bring him one or two light-colored clothes when they went shopping, in order to complement the color of his clothes.

She thought Zhan Lichen would refuse to wear it. After all, dressing habits developed over twenty years cannot be changed easily.

What she didn't expect was that Zhan Lichen put it on without any principles and was reluctant to take it off.

Yu Nuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Since you like light-colored clothes so much, why have I never seen you wear them? Nine out of ten times I saw you in black, and once in gray."

Zhan Lichen said confidently, "I don't wear it because my wife didn't buy it for me."

Yu Nuan: "You can't buy it yourself?"

Zhan Lichen: "Can the things I buy for myself be the same as the things my wife buys?"

Yu Nuan said that although the logic of this statement was nonsense, she found it very useful.

At this time, Zhan Lichen was extremely handsome in white clothes. The scene of him squatting there and killing a fish weighing more than 60 kilograms looked very shocking.

He picked up a fruit knife with one hand, drew blood from the tuna's head and tail, and then cut open the fish's belly with ease.

The hand rose, and the knife fell one minute and fifty-eight seconds later. The whole process was precise and elegant, absolutely perfect.

In the middle, they took a few photos with Yu Nuan. Yu Nuan said, "Come on, husband, smile a little."

Zhan Lichen held the fish in one hand and the knife in the other, and the smile on his face looked affectionate and warm.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was present, Yu Nuan would at least hug him and give him a big kiss.

During the whole process, Rong Qiao kept staring at Zhan Lichen's movements of killing the fish, and exclaimed in his heart: Awesome!

Most of the male friends around her are like her brother, lazy and ignorant.

If there is no one to cook for them or no takeout to order, they will starve to death.

For the first time, she felt that Yu Nuan had married the right person. There were many domineering CEOs, and it was a sure win if they could cook.

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Rongzhe came back and happened to see the whole process of Zhan Lichen slashing with the knife. He said to himself: Damn, he is really good at it.

He sat down at the tea table and said lazily, "Are all bosses so greedy nowadays? They even do the cook's job? Mr. Zhan, at least leave some food for the cook!"