The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband

The headline of today, must belong to her!

At this moment, in another villa belonging to the Ye’s family.

Tang Zhou was bossing around his national free labor force to fry him some steak. In his words, “Life should not only consist of beautiful landscapes, but also of necessities like firewood, rice, oil, and salt. If you can’t even cook, why do I need a man like you?”

Then, Leng Chenmo was marched to the kitchen.

Seeing the once powerful ruler of the Leng’s family, who seemed now to be at his mercy, only able to manipulate pots and pans in the kitchen,

he felt, why is life so joyful?

But when he thought of Leng Chenmo, a man who once couldn’t be bullied, who was now betrayed and banished from Leng’s family by his good-for-nothing brothers, becoming penniless. And those brothers of his, they’re still living off the wealth and power Chenmo brought to them, squandering money on luxury cars and gambling, Tang Zhou felt a rage boiling inside him.

Leaning on the kitchen door, eating takeout from outside, he sighed in disappointment, “Look at you, you used to be the ultimate decision-maker of the Leng’s family,

how could you let a bunch of worthless nephews throw you out like trash? Don’t you plan on fighting back? Tell me, how much financial and

manpower would it take to kick all those worthless nephews out of the Leng’s family?”

“What, trying to stand up for me? Did you suddenly realize you’ve fallen in love with me?” Leng Chenmo’s voice was deep and magnetic.

He burnt the steak and casually tossed it into the trash can, grabbing a fresh piece and placing it into the pan, then pulled out his phone. He checked out some steak tutorials online, with an air of casual dedication.

Even though Tang Zhou had ordered him into the kitchen, there was no anger on his face at all. Instead, there was a sense of natural nobility, perfectly untouchable no matter where he was.

This inherent noble aura wouldn’t disappear simply because of his fall from grace.

Tang Zhou was momentarily captivated, but as soon as he realizes it, he immediately averted his gaze.

Then he laughed, “The nerve of you to even think that, you are mine now after all. I’m the only one who’s allowed to bully you, the other nobodies dare to show off before you, especially your third brother. Just yesterday he was threatening others, that anyone who gives you a job will have him to deal with, also that you now have to literally shoe-lick and beg him for food. At that moment, I couldn’t control my fragile fists, and punched him until he was scrambling around picking up his teeth!”

Leng Chenmo just smiled and didn’t comment. Not managing to learn anything from the videos, he closed them, opened WeChat, and sent a message to someone. Shortly after, they connected to a video call.

Tang Zhou glanced at the woman in the video, a stranger to him.

The woman in the video was yawning, sitting on her bed and restlessly toying with her hair, speaking fluently in a foreign language.

Tang Zhou didn’t have a clue what she was saying, he only observed Leng Chenmo finding a suitable angle to place his phone on the kitchen counter, communicating with the woman on the video.

It seemed like he was asking for a cooking advice,

or perhaps, he wasn’t consulting; rather, he was conversing about romance.

Tang Zhou was unsatisfied, “What are you two talking about? This woman isn’t one of your former flames, is she?”