After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife deeply regretted her actions.

Chen Yun smiled and said, "How can a little girl like you eat so much?"

"We have to go to a wedding later, and if we're too full now, how will we be able to eat anything later?"

Cheng Qingyue replied indifferently, "Wedding banquets aren't for eating. All the banquets I've attended since I was a child were, to put it bluntly, just for a bunch of high-sounding people to socialize. They're completely meaningless. Even if the food is delicious, you can't eat too much, or people will say you're ill-mannered."

“That’s why I never like these kinds of occasions; they’re a waste of time and food!” Chen Yun nodded in agreement.

"However, it's a pity that I only made two portions of rice. Considering that you are a girl, I made less for you to avoid leftovers. I didn't expect that it would not be enough for you."

"Ah—" Cheng Qingyue looked at the empty bowl with a wronged expression, then turned her gaze to Chen Yun's portion and said in a soft voice, "I haven't eaten all day, and the fried rice you made was so delicious that I ate a little more than I should have... But you haven't finished eating yet, can you share a little bit with me... just a little bit will do."

"I ate this, don't you mind that it has my saliva on it?" Chen Yun stared helplessly at Cheng Qingyue, who looked like a little girl asking for candy.

"I don't mind at all, I don't mind at all!" Cheng Qingyue nodded emphatically.

"But I dislike you." Chen Yun changed the subject, then picked up the bowl and started eating heartily.

Under Cheng Qingyue's gaze that seemed to say "Don't eat so fast," Chen Yun quickly emptied his bowl.

Then, he placed the bowl squarely in front of Cheng Qingyue and said, "Alright, now it's completely gone—I cooked the meal, so you have to wash the bowl, okay?"

After saying that, Chen Yun thought that the young lady would refuse and ask the housekeeper to wash the dishes instead, but he did not expect that Cheng Qingyue would just stare at the empty bowls in front of her, and then consciously pick up two bowls and walk to the kitchen: "Okay."

"Unexpectedly sensible..." Chen Yun watched Cheng Qingyue's departing figure, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

It must be admitted that, although the Cheng family may not be the most powerful among all wealthy families, Cheng Junshan, the head of the family, is absolutely the most outstanding in educating his children.

Neither Cheng He nor Cheng Qingyue lived a life of luxury, but at least they did not bully the weak, act like spoiled brats, spend money extravagantly, or develop bad habits. Their basic morals were still acceptable.

As for Yunhang, Zhao Tianwei goes without saying, and Qi Qiang, the son of Qi Shanhong, bullies the weak. In Jiangnan City, almost none of the Wang family's children are good; they're all just sucking Wang Ziyue dry. Murong Hai's son, Murong Tian, ​​is a fool. And the Chen family, which has already been destroyed, has a son named Chen Chen who is indulging in sensual pleasures and has no ambition...

As the ancients said, wealth does not last beyond three generations.

After the heads of these families pass away, their descendants will inevitably destroy the accumulation and hard work of their predecessors.

......

Jiangnan City, Cloud Hotel.

At this moment, the surroundings are decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and a huge plaque hangs at the entrance of the hotel, announcing that a couple is about to enter the hall of marriage today.

A black Mercedes-Benz G-Class slowly drove up from a distance and stopped in front of the hotel.

Chen Yun and Cheng Qingyue stepped out of the car with relaxed steps.

“Yue Wenwen, Zhou Chen…” Chen Yun spotted the name on the plaque at the entrance and said, “This Yue Wenwen must be your classmate, right?”

Cheng Qingyue nodded. "That's right, it's her!"

"Qingyue, it's been so many years! You've grown into an even more beautiful young woman!"

As the two were talking, a glamorous woman dressed in luxurious clothes and adorned with expensive jewelry walked out of the hotel.

"Zhou Shanshan? It's been so many years, you're really quite different from before!"

Looking at the elegantly dressed woman in front of her, Cheng Qingyue's eyes flashed with deep surprise.

Zhou Shanshan was Cheng Qingyue's former classmate. Her family background might be considered decent by ordinary standards, but compared to Cheng Qingyue's social circle, it was inevitably somewhat beneath her.

From junior high to high school, Cheng Qingyue attended only private schools with high tuition fees, which ordinary people were not qualified to enter.

Originally, Zhou Shanshan couldn't afford the exorbitant fees of several hundred thousand yuan a year, but the school couldn't just have rich kids and no high-achieving students to represent it!

As a result, the school offered full scholarships, and even provided financial support to students with excellent grades to attend school every year.

Although Zhou Shanshan came from an ordinary family, she was quite talented in her studies and won a scholarship, which is how she became high school classmates with Cheng Qingyue.

"I just got lucky. No matter how hard I try, there's still an unpleasant gap between us." Zhou Shanshan covered her mouth and laughed, then turned her gaze to Chen Yun beside her. "Qingyue, this must be your boyfriend, right?"

"Given your status, shouldn't you find someone with better prospects?"

Looking at Chen Yun, who was dressed in cheap clothes from a street stall, he didn't even have a watch on his wrist.

This kind of person is most likely a gigolo who lives off a woman.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Qingyue actually has a taste for this; she's really going backwards as she gets older!

Hearing Zhou Shanshan's sarcastic words, Cheng Qingyue's face immediately fell. "Who I, Cheng Qingyue, choose as my boyfriend is none of anyone else's business!"

"If you don't like it, just shut up."

"Also, what you just said is quite right. Someone like you, no matter how hard you try your whole life, will never catch up with me. Instead of wasting time gossiping, you should go and get a couple more jobs!"

Cheng Qingyue's words were increasingly venomous. As Zhou Shanshan's classmate and having spent several years with her, she knew better than anyone what Zhou Shanshan cared about most. She would stab her where it hurt most!

"You..." Sure enough, Zhou Shanshan's face immediately darkened. "Hmph, Miss Cheng is formidable. I, an ordinary person, really can't afford to offend her."

"Today is Wenwen's birthday, and I'm too lazy to argue with you here. You probably know which floor the wedding is on, so go up by yourself. I promised Wenwen that I have to stay here and help her greet the other guests."

After saying that, Zhou Shanshan gave a few forced laughs and turned to walk outside.

"You brought this upon yourself, you deserve it!" Cheng Qingyue sneered, too lazy to waste any more words with her, and pulled Chen Yun upstairs.

However, just as she was about to leave, she caught a glimpse of Chen Yun glancing at Zhou Shanshan behind her, and she immediately became angry: "What? Am I not a million times prettier than her? You actually like this kind of slut?"

Chen Yun shook his head: "Don't overthink it. I just feel like there's something wrong with your classmate..."