The people around laughed, "Who told you that you're the only one here who can cook?"
"Haha, exactly, I heard you're a professional when it comes to cooking."
"Your family runs a restaurant, right, Old Yu? When are you taking us brothers for a meal?"
"Go on, get out of here." Yu Dong shot them a glare. "You're lucky I even cook for you. Dream on about eating at my family's restaurant."
He then grumbled at Zhou Yueshen, "Boss, why don't you have your wife come cook? Her cooking is so much better."
Zhou Yueshen finished dealing with a pig. Hearing this, he didn't even look at him.
He took off his blood-stained gloves and tossed them aside.
Then he headed towards his office.
Yu Dong's heart sank. "Boss, I was wrong, I'm not worthy, okay? Aren't you going to eat?"
Zhou Yueshen glanced at him and coldly tossed out two words: "Tastes bad."
Then he left without looking back.
Yu Dong was almost fuming.
Was it really that bad, just suggesting his wife cook?
Sure, his cooking wasn't as good as hers, but it wasn't that bad, was it?
He used to eat Aunt Liu's terrible cooking just fine!
This old man's been spoiled by his wife!
Yu Dong gritted his teeth so hard they almost cracked.
No, he couldn't take this grievance anymore. Not for another day.
He wanted to go to the city to meet pretty girls.
How could he waste his time here cooking for this bunch of guys?
It seemed finding someone else to cook couldn't be delayed any longer.
...
Zhou Yueshen returned to his office.
He asked the person standing by the door, "Any calls?"
The man was taken aback, shaking his head dumbly. "No."
He wondered why the boss's first question every day was about phone calls.
If there was a call, wouldn't he have notified him?
Zhou Yueshen said nothing, entered the room, and closed the door.
His gaze fell on the brand-new landline phone.
He pressed his lips together and looked away.
He sat down at his desk. Things had just stabilized these past two days. There had been some issues with the piglets delivered earlier, so he had been keeping watch.
He hadn't gone home.
The two children were about to start school soon.
Si Nian must be very busy. That's why she hadn't had time to call him, even though he'd given her the number.
Thinking this, Zhou Yueshen picked up his pen and started working.
But then his eyes drifted to the wedding photo placed beside him.
It was taken before they were married.
When the photos came back, he had asked for an extra copy to be framed.
The girl in the photo was stunningly beautiful, with a brilliant smile.
He had been somewhat uncomfortable back then, his face tense.
He looked rather stiff.
Zhou Yueshen stared at it, lost in thought, not even noticing the ink blot forming from his pen on the paper.
He lost the will to work, walked to the bed, and lay down.
The man who hadn't slept all night felt no drowsiness now.
After a while, Zhou Yueshen opened his eyes, walked to the desk, took the photo, and placed it by the bedside.
Before falling asleep, his fingertips brushed over the radiant image in the photo.
...
After parting ways with Aunt Jiang and Jiang Jiu, Si Nian went to find a coach.
In the city, coaches went everywhere.
Zhou Yueshen had given her the address. Following the location, she boarded the bus.
Although spring had arrived, the weather was still quite chilly.
Yet for some reason, her ears felt very hot.
She rubbed her ears and asked the driver how long the journey would take.
The driver said over an hour.
Si Nian thought that was quite far.
When this man was looking for a house, he must have planned ahead, choosing a place closer to where she and the children worked and went to school.
But it was far from his farm.
She hadn't been to Zhou Yueshen's farm before and hadn't paid attention to this issue.
Someone next to her asked, "Are you from the West Suburbs? That area is so remote, hardly anyone's there anymore."
Si Nian paused and said, "No, I'm going to visit someone."
The person smiled, "That area's been taken over by factories now, full of migrant workers."
Si Nian smiled back, saying nothing.
She was going to visit someone too—her man.
Good thing she brought the thermal lunchbox; otherwise, the food would have gone cold after over an hour.
"Speaking of which, my family's old house over there was bought too. It wasn't worth much, but I'm surprised someone's setting up a factory there."
"Exactly. Too bad my family didn't have any land there. If only we'd gotten more land in the Guan Mountain area in the West Suburbs back then, we might have made a fortune."
Si Nian was about to close her eyes and nap when she heard this and suddenly opened them.
"Guan Mountain?"
"Yeah," the person smiled. "It used to be called Guan Mountain Town. After everyone moved away, it became the suburbs, now just called the West Suburbs."
A light flashed in Si Nian's eyes.
In the novel's future, after the city developed, various train lines, high-speed rail, and airports began operation.
One area that developed into the city center within just a few short years was the Guan Mountain District.
The airport and high-speed rail station were both built in this area. The surroundings developed rapidly, undergoing tremendous changes in just a few years. Property prices soared, population surged, and financial advantages grew.
Those who had owned property here all became overnight millionaires from demolition and relocation.
Could this be the place?
She knew this because the later parts of the novel's plot were set in this developing city.
By then, Guan Mountain District had long become the most bustling city center.
Skyscrapers, neon lights—who would have thought that decades earlier, it was just a deserted town?
So, Zhou Yueshen might have accidentally set up his farm in a place that could become worth a fortune in the future?
This man... his ability and luck proved that even a casual investment could lead to a life of effortless success?
She remembered the novel didn't describe much about what Zhou Yueshen actually did.
It only mentioned he ran a pig farm.
But in the future, he became a tycoon worth hundreds of millions.
No one knew how he achieved it.
Si Nian hadn't thought about it either.
But now, she suddenly had a premonition.
This man was simply a winner in life!
And now she was this old man's wife.
Doing the math... she, the future billionaire's wife?
Si Nian never had grand ambitions. In her mind, having enough money was sufficient. All that intense money-making and career-building—such exhausting endeavors—she really didn't want to do them.
Other time-travelers were busy building their empires.
But having lived a life already, she didn't believe that things she couldn't achieve in her past life, she could suddenly achieve in this new one.
Right now, she just wanted to teach, take the college entrance exam. In this era, she'd never go hungry in the future.
But the thought that she might not have to do anything and could still become a billionaire's wife in the future...
Even if Zhou Yueshen changed after getting rich and they divorced, she'd get a substantial settlement.
Thinking of this possibility—
"Hahaha!!!" The people around her were startled by her sudden burst of laughter.
"What's wrong?" the person beside her asked Si Nian.
Caught up in her smug delight, Si Nian couldn't hold back her laughter. Only now did she react, hurriedly covering her mouth.
Her eyes blinked.
"N-nothing."
...
Zhou Yueshen hadn't slept long when someone knocked on his office door. He frowned, his voice low and cold. "Who is it?"
"Boss, there's a woman at the gate asking for you."
Zhou Yueshen sat up abruptly.
Si Nian? Is she here?
That's right, the factory had hired quite a few new people lately. It was normal they hadn't met Si Nian and wouldn't recognize her.
He hurriedly got up to go meet her. After taking a couple of steps, he suddenly noticed some bloodstains on his clothes.
He turned back, rummaged for a clean shirt to change into, straightened his collar, and then strode purposefully out the door—
