You all chase after the school beauty? The yandere chaebol chases me

"Do you want to eat first, take a shower first, or eat me first?"

Hearing this, Chen Luo almost fainted. He looked at Wen Wan again and felt a slight heat in his nose.

That thin dress was obviously a nightgown. Wen Wan was used to wearing nothing underneath, so her curvy figure was clearly revealed.

Coupled with the pink apron and dangerous hairstyle, it formed a huge contrast with Wenwan's usual mature lady look.

A virtuous and yandere chaebol?

Are the elements of this character too complicated?

However, this kind of virtuous mature woman style at home really made Chen Luo's eyes light up.

To be honest, almost every man hopes that he will have a virtuous wife waiting for him after get off work. This is a very warm feeling of family happiness.

"Wan'er, what are you doing?"

Wen Wan pulled Chen Luo's hand and took the briefcase from him.

"You've been too tired lately. I want you to be able to relax and rest better when you get home."

As she spoke, Wen Wan reached out to help Chen Luo take off his tie and suit and placed them on the shelf nearby.

"It's okay, I can do it by myself. I'm not used to you being like this. You should..."

Perhaps it was because he was used to seeing the usually strong Wen Wan, and now he couldn't adapt to seeing Wen Wan acting like a virtuous wife.

"Chirp!"

But before he could continue speaking, Wen Wan gently pecked him on the cheek.

"Okay, relax. Today you only have one thing to do when you go home, and that is to rest. Leave the rest to me."

"I have given the servants and housekeepers a day off today. It's just you and me in the villa today."

While talking, Wen Wan squatted down, helped Chen Luo untie his shoelaces, and handed him a pair of slippers.

"Come on, put it on."

Chen Luo was still a little uncomfortable and put on his slippers awkwardly.

"No, I still feel a little uncomfortable, why don't you just return to your original appearance."

"Wan'er, what's wrong with you today? Have you heard any unreliable opinions again?"

"No, it's just that today I want to be your virtuous and kind little wife for just one day."

Wen Wan looked stubborn as she reached out and pulled Chen Luo towards the hall.

Coming to the sofa, Wen Wan put her hands on Chen Luo's shoulders, pushed him down on the sofa, took out the mobile phone from Chen Luo's briefcase and handed it to him.

"Come on, pick up your games and watch videos on your phone. I'm going to cook now. It will be ready in a minute."

Chen Luo looked at the phone in his hand, feeling a little overwhelmed. Not only could he not relax, but he became even more nervous.

Hmm? Wan'er wants to cook? Can she cook?

Chen Luo realized something was wrong and immediately looked towards the kitchen.

"what!"

A gentle scream came from the kitchen, and Chen Luo hurried over.

Pushing open the kitchen door, I saw fish being fried in the pan. The fish was a little black and the hot oil was splattering everywhere. Wen Wan was covering her hand with a look of pain on her face, obviously scalded by the hot oil.

"Wan'er, get out of the way!"

Chen Luo immediately rushed over to turn off the fire, covered the pot, then took Wen Wan's hand and quickly turned on the faucet to rinse her hands with clean water.

The cold water splashed on her hands, and the previous burning sensation was somewhat reduced. Wen Wan raised her head, but was met with Chen Luo's distressed eyes.

Chen Luo pulled Wen Wan's hand over, rubbed it gently with his thumb, and breathed softly.

"Bao, I'm sorry."

"I had agreed to cook dinner for you, but I didn't expect to mess up the first dish."

Wen Wan paused, as if she had thought of something.

"I heard from Hongye that what a husband most hopes to see when he returns home after a day's work is a warm wife and a table full of hot meals."

"I thought that you were really too tired recently, so I wanted to let you recover."

"I didn't expect that I still didn't do it well, and I still didn't let you relax completely."

Hearing this, Chen Luo felt an impulse rising in his heart. He opened his arms and hugged Wen Wan in his arms.

"I'm relaxed and healed, I love it, thank you."

The eldest daughter of a top family and the president of a chaebol who was decisive and ruthless in killing outside, in order to make him relax, she would go to such an extent, and it could even be said that she was trying to please herself in all aspects.

She did housework that she was not good at and took care of people that she had never done before, but she didn't need to do so.

Even though her movements were stiff, even though they were a little uncoordinated, even though she really couldn't cook,

But caring for oneself cannot be faked. Just with such a heart, Chen Luo felt very warm in his heart.

"Bao, I really don't want you to be too tired."

Wen Wan reached out and hugged Chen Luo's back. The two of them hugged each other simply, feeling each other's heartbeats and whispering softly in each other's ears.

"I know. I know."

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Luo's stomach began to growl.

Wen Wan quickly let go of Chen Luo, turned around and was about to pick up the spatula again.

"It's so late, you must be hungry, I'll quickly cook."

This time Chen Luo did not refuse. He just stepped forward, took the spatula, and took out a few pieces of tofu from the refrigerator.

"I have time today anyway. Come, I'll teach you how to stir-fry tofu."

Wen Wan nodded, and with a smile, she hugged Chen Luo from behind, putting one hand on his abdominal muscles and the other on his pectoral muscles, touching them from time to time.

"Are you learning how to cook?"

"Huh? Didn't someone say you can't learn to cook in this position?"

Wen Wan had an innocent look on her face, blinking her big eyes.

Chen Luo turned around and saw her expression, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Are you taking advantage of her or are you trying to be the one to take advantage of her?

Well, whatever, as long as she isn't hurt.

"Okay, come on, Teacher Chen's cooking class has begun, let's add the oil first."

"Hmm? I asked you to get oiled, not to run your hands up and down my body."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

"No, you said pay attention, can you please stop your hands? Never mind, let's move on to the next step."

Chen Luo picked up the tofu, poured it into the pot, and began to stir gently with a spatula.

"Come on, hold the spatula, keep your hands steady, and start stirring."

"Huh? Damn it!"

Chen Luo's hand movements suddenly stopped and his whole body became stiff.

"I told you to hold the spatula steady, not that! Stop it! I can't stand it!"

Wen Wan smiled in a peculiar way, like a weasel that had stolen dozens of chickens.

"No, I'm really learning how to cook from you."

Having said this, she breathed softly into Chen Luo's ear.

"It's just that what I want to eat is your dish."

No, cooking this dish is so exciting!