Ten years later, the movie queen wants a divorce from me.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

Wang Xinyuan finally succeeded in ascending to the throne of Best Actress, which she had always dreamed of, while Fang Yi, who relied on her, gradually fell into the abyss and never recovered.

Thinking of this, Wang Xinyuan suddenly came to her senses, and her gaze toward Fang Yi gradually sharpened.

I don't want you to become like that, and I won't allow you to!

Even if it means forcing you, I will make you better again, just like you believed in me back then!

In the kitchen, Fang Yi, who was cooking, also noticed Wang Xinyuan's micro-expressions.

However, even Fang Yi, who possesses master-level psychology skills, couldn't understand what Wang Xinyuan was thinking for a moment, as she could make such exaggerated and rich emotional changes.

The saying goes, "A doctor cannot heal himself; one can help others but not himself."

Because of their relationship, Fang Yi had been restraining himself from using his abilities and interacting with Wang Xinyuan in this way.

Ultimately, she was once the person he loved most.

Even now, Fang Yi does not deny that he still deeply loves the other person.

The only difference is that Fang Yi is tired. He no longer has the patience he once had, and he has transferred most of his 100% love to his beloved daughter.

At 4:40 pm, Fang Yi served the food on time.

Winter melon and pork rib soup, braised mandarin fish, lettuce with oyster sauce, and cucumber salad.

Although they were all home-style dishes, looking at the colorful, fragrant, and delicious dishes on the table, everyone, including Wang Xinyuan, the staff on set, and the audience watching the show, couldn't help but swallow hard.

This dish looks delicious; you can only imagine how good it tastes.

Wang Xinyuan couldn't resist taking a bite of the fish; it was fresh, fragrant, tender, and incredibly delicious.

If it weren't for the variety show "Goodbye Lovers," she would have almost forgotten how long it had been since she tasted Fang Yi's cooking.

"Is it tasty?"

Wang Xinyuan remained silent, nodding repeatedly.

Fang Yi smiled and said, "Eat more if you like it."

Wang Xinyuan gave a soft "hmm" and continued eating with her chopsticks.

In no time at all, the whole bowl of rice was gone. I wanted to get more rice, but I felt a little embarrassed.

Fang Yi saw this and smiled to himself, but didn't say anything, and just kept drinking his soup.

After hesitating for a while, Wang Xinyuan finally couldn't resist and filled another bowl for herself.

After finishing two bowls of rice, Wang Xinyuan looked at her slightly bulging belly and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

As a film queen, she naturally needs to manage her figure.

I shouldn’t have eaten it if I had known.

However, looking at the empty bowls and plates on the table, I couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

"Go wash the dishes, we're leaving soon."

Fang Yi put down his chopsticks and got up to leave.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xinyuan immediately became agitated and instinctively pouted, "I don't want to wash."

Fang Yi paused, turned back to look at Wang Xinyuan: "Are you sure?"

"What are you doing?"

"It's fine if you don't want to wash it, I just won't do it again."

Wang Xinyuan blushed, and her momentum immediately weakened: "Who cares?"

That's true, but Wang Xinyuan acted quickly, getting up to clear the table of dishes and chopsticks while muttering to herself.

Fang Yi didn't hear everything, but he could roughly understand a few sentences.

Fang Yi died.

Fang Yi, you stinky guy.

I have to wash the dishes again!

Wang Xinyuan likes the food Fang Yi makes, but she hates it when Fang Yi makes her wash the dishes.

However, Fang Yi's cooking was so delicious that he could only give in each time.

Before she became famous, there was nothing she could do, but after moving into her new home, Wang Xinyuan specially bought a dishwasher, which made her proud and freed her hands.

But I never expected that so many years later, I would still have to wash dishes, so I couldn't help but feel a little resentful.

It's not that Wang Xinyuan is too precious to wash dishes; it's just that washing dishes is a job that nobody likes.

After they finished washing, seeing that Fang Yi was already sitting on the electric scooter, Wang Xinyuan put on her helmet and sat behind him.

This time, however, Wang Xinyuan deliberately used her hands to create distance between herself and Fang Yi, as a silent protest.

Those little gestures and expressions made all the fans in the live stream burst into laughter, as if they had seen this scene before.

Oh, so that's what they did when they were angry or dissatisfied.

Riding his bike, Fang Yi continued his morning's work: closing orders, picking up meals, and delivering them, all smoothly and efficiently.

By the time the peak period ended, it was already past 8 p.m. Wang Xinyuan took a break and checked her account balance: 995, almost 1000.

Not much, but nothing less.

Wang Xinyuan was very satisfied with today's work, while Fang Yi felt really unmotivated.

If I had run like this before, I probably would have already exceeded a thousand.

The current platforms are seriously exploiting their riders.

Just as I was thinking this, the order notification sound from Chouchou Group's food delivery service rang again.

Fang Yi was actually a little reluctant to accept the order and was about to remind Wang Xinyuan when, unexpectedly, Wang Xinyuan had already quickly pressed the accept button.

"Why are you still taking orders?"

Fang Yi wasn't tired, but he felt that the benefits were disproportionate to the effort.

"I just picked them up because it was on my way. I wanted to reach 1000 for a perfect ending."

Fang Yi thought about it and agreed.

However, after glancing at the order, Fang Yi hesitated.

Wang Xinyuan was in a hurry to accept the order and did not realize that the order was to be delivered to a hotel, and that it was not to pick up the food from a restaurant, but to a residential building.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"No, let's go. We'll go home after we finish this delivery."

Fang Yi rode his bike and quickly arrived at the apartment building following the navigation. Seeing Fang Yi stop, Wang Xinyuan was a little puzzled: "Weren't we here to pick up food? What are you doing in the apartment complex? We didn't bring anything."

"Get your things here."

Because of Wang Xinyuan, Fang Yi didn't explain much.

However, some people in the live stream instantly understood.

[It's only a few o'clock, why has it started so soon?]

[Upstairs, are you Trump?]

I'm wondering too, what can you take from inside the residential compound?

[Upstairs, are you genuinely ignorant or just pretending?]

I'm a college student, I don't understand.

It's normal for a naive college student not to understand.

Why does Fang Yi seem a little flustered?

The crowd was puzzled until someone explained it in the live stream, and those who didn't understand realized what was going on, and their laughter grew even louder.

Because they felt that work had come their way.

In fact, the reason why these people stayed in Fang Yi's live broadcast room was that they were waiting for an opportunity to create some interesting content.

Although some people thought it was a perfectly normal order, the viewers in the live stream had already sensed that something interesting was about to happen.

At this moment, backstage in the live broadcast room, the assistant director who had been keeping an eye on the live broadcast room suddenly perked up and quickly woke up Liu Han, who was resting.

No director could handle a 12-hour live stream, so naturally, an assistant was needed.

"Director Liu, the guest has arrived."

"Master? Master what?"

Liu Han, who was still half asleep, didn't react for a moment until she saw the popularity score of the live broadcast room in the assistant director's hand, which made her wake up.

"What happened? Has something happened?"

Confused, Liu Han sat up abruptly.