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

Chen Luo stared blankly at the house in front of him, pointing forward and unable to speak.

"What's wrong? Baby, I just renovated your old house a little bit ahead of time."

"You call this a little bit of repair?"

Looking at the mahogany door in front of him, if it weren't for his house number hanging on it, he would have thought that this was his old house.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Wen Wan took Chen Luo into the house. As soon as they reached the door, the first thing that caught their eyes was a simple and elegant mahogany door. The lintel was carved with delicate cloud and water patterns and auspicious animal patterns. Every stroke revealed the craftsman's exquisite craftsmanship and the expensive cost.

Gently pushing open the door, he looked into the courtyard. At this moment, Molan was leading people to clean up some weeds and stones in the yard.

Inside the courtyard, the weeds that once existed are no longer there, replaced by carefully planned garden landscapes.

Winding water flows around rocks, with clear waves rippling around the surface. Several rockery are scattered around in an orderly manner, accompanied by evergreen plants and seasonal flowers, creating a vibrant and harmonious scene.

"Wan'er, you're not repairing it at all, you're just rebuilding the house."

Wen Wan blinked and looked at Chen Luo playfully.

"I definitely won't rebuild it. How can I sever your feelings for your old home? I have preserved the atmosphere of this house to the greatest extent possible."

"No, come here, Wan'er, come here and take another look at this. Tell me honestly, are you really just repairing it a little bit?"

Passing through the small courtyard where the Naqu River flows, we arrived at the door of the hall, where a red curtain was hung.

The fiery red curtains swayed gently, with bright red wedding characters embroidered on them, which contrasted beautifully with the red decorations hanging all around, creating a warm and festive atmosphere, giving the impression of a wedding room.

Wen Wan smiled and took Chen Luo's hand and placed it on the place of her conscience.

"Well, look at your conscience and see if what I said is right or not?"

Molan and others around them quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at them for a moment.

In such a situation, Chen Luo's face turned red due to the teasing, and he quickly tried to take his hand back, but Wen Wan still held his hand and refused to let go.

"Okay! Okay! I believe you just need to repair it a little bit. I believe it! Isn't it okay for me to believe it?"

"That's pretty much it."

Wen Wan let go of his hand, and the two of them opened the curtain and walked into the hall.

The furniture and decorations in the hall are all brand new. A series of mahogany furniture with its simple yet elegant design, wooden tables and chairs, carved tabletops, and exquisite screens, fill the entire hall with a Chinese style atmosphere. At the same time, with the addition of red decorations, it looks like a wedding is about to begin.

"Well, except for this roof, I really can't find any trace of the past now."

"Excuse me, Mr. Wen, how much did this minor renovation cost you?"

"Not much, not much, just over two million."

That’s it?

The people who were weeding in the yard felt their hearts twitching violently.

My own house only costs a few hundred thousand yuan, and your slight renovation will cost more than two million yuan, which is enough to buy a villa in the city!

"Well, it doesn't seem that expensive."

After following Wen Wan for a long time, I finally got used to her spending rhythm and I don't feel any ripples in my heart.

Damn it! I don't even feel any heartache. Have I become a damn capitalist?

What is this called? Does the dragon slayer become the dragon?

"Oh, don't be like that. There are still places you are familiar with. Come, let's go to the kitchen and take a look."

Wen Wan brought Chen Luo to the kitchen, and wherever she looked, she could still smell the familiar smell.

The kitchen floor is covered with old yellow tiles.

In the center of the kitchen, there is a wooden table that looks simple but is full of stories.

Time has left its marks on it. The table top may be a little uneven, one of the legs is a little short, and it seems a little unstable. Whenever someone touches it lightly, it will shake slightly and make a "creaking" sound.

In the corner of this kitchen, a large stove stands quietly, adding a bit of homely flavor to the kitchen.

In another corner there was a small camp bed covered with a red sheet.

Wen Wan pointed at the big stove with a slight emotion in her eyes.

"Do you remember? When you rescued me and took me in, you cooked for me on this big stove."

"I was very scared at the time, and all I knew was to hold onto your clothes and follow you."

Having said that, Chen Luo also recalled the scene of that year.

Wen Wan was seriously frightened at that time, and followed him almost closely, not daring to leave him even a step.

I had no choice but to ask for leave from school, stay at home with Wen Wan and cook for her.

"You were just my follower at the time, but I actually thought you were cute. Although you were older than me, you were like my sister."

Wen Wan covered her mouth and laughed, then put her hand on Chen Luo's shoulder.

"Well, good brother, would you like to cook again to reward me for my contribution in renovating the old house?"

"Ah? There doesn't seem to be any cooking utensils here except for the big stove? There are no vegetables to buy, right? How do we cook this?"

"Pa pa!" Wen Wan clapped her hands.

Before Chen Luo could finish his words, Molan and others moved in a lot of things from outside.

There are various cooking utensils, pots and pans, various vegetables, chicken, duck, fish, meat, and various oils and seasonings.

Molan and others moved things in in a grand manner, and then walked out in a hurry, not forgetting to close the kitchen door when they left.

"Here, everything is ready for you, Chef Chen, it's time for you to show your talents."

Chen Luo, with a dazed look on his face, looked at Wen Wan's smiling face and made up his mind.

"It's just cooking! Just do it!"

Chen Luo rolled up his sleeves and was about to walk to the big stove when Wen Wan suddenly spoke.

"Wait, there's something missing."

"Hmm? Are you still missing any materials?"

"No, this is still missing."

Wen Wan took out a pink apron from a bag beside her and walked forward to gently put it on Chen Luo.

This apron is exactly the same as the one Chen Luo’s family had back then.

Chen Luo was originally wearing a casual shirt, but now he was wearing this cute pink apron, which looked incredibly weird.

Then Wen Wan walked behind Chen Luo, put her arms around Chen Luo's waist, and leaned her cherry lips against Chen Luo's ear.

"Come on, my chef, are you planning to cook and feed me now?"

"Are you still planning on letting me eat you?"