A big pack of sanitary napkins!

  Chen Xiu couldn’t help rolling his eyes. When did he become such a filial husband? He even bought sanitary napkins for his wife and didn’t feel embarrassed.

  At noon, when the sun was above their heads, Chen Shu drove to a high-end restaurant. They got out of the car with masks on their face. When they got inside, he couldn’t see anything else.

  Chen Xiu took out his mobile phone and searched for the place. It was 2,000 per person in that restaurant, which was really expensive. Still, it did not prove that Chen Shu had a lot of money.

  After waiting for a while, Chen Xiu felt hungry. He looked in his bag casually and brought out a sandwich bought by his former assistant. Chen Xiu took a bite. Shit, it tastes sour!

  A successor of Chen Family, sitting in a newly bought car, eating an expired sandwich—it was too aggravating.

  Chen Xiu continued to wait in hunger. He looked at the delicious food in the picture and pretended to have had lunch. When would Chen Shu and Ye Sui finish eating?