About half an hour later, Piece of Sh*t served the food on the dining table.
Ye Wanwan glanced at it. They were vegetarian dishes, but they looked quite appetizing. She didn't expect a boss like him to have good cooking skills.
"Miss Ye, please help yourself," Piece of Sh*t said to Ye Wanwan as he sat down at the table.
Ye Wanwan didn't hold back and started eating.
What freaking good cooking skills?! Ye Wanwan swore she'd rather eat fried ants!
Aside from looking good, these dishes weren't good at all. It was absolutely unbearable to swallow…
"Lord Sh*t, is that your wife?" Ye Wanwan glanced at the series of photos nearby.
Piece of Sh*t glanced at the photos as well and aloofly said, "That's my mother."
"…"
"Mother passed away a long time ago. Your personality is a bit similar to my mother's," Piece of Sh*t said after surveying Ye Wanwan a few times.
