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.
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.
Ye Wanwan was startled.
“Lord Sh*t, you must know a lot of things with your identity, right…” Ye Wanwan asked meaningfully.
“About what?” Piece of Sh*t asked as he ate the incredibly awful food.
“Lord Sh*t must be quite familiar with… the Fearless Alliance, right? I heard Lord Sh*t’s nickname was given by the president of the Fearless Alliance…” Ye Wanwan probed furtively.
Piece of Sh*t was taken aback when he heard that.
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