Chapter 11: After all, fiction and reality are different

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After all, novels and life are different. In a novelist's pen, whether it is a female or male host, or any female or male partner, the novelist determines their destiny and absolutely determines their life and death.
"Don't you, a takeaway will come for a while, you help me get it, I get up to sleep to eat."
Yao Yiyi fell directly on Yao Ting's only bed, but she fell asleep within a few seconds.
I don't know how long I slept. Yao Yiyi was awakened by the smell of rice. When she walked out of the bedroom with sleepy eyes, she just saw Yao Ting holding a plate of dishes on the table.
"Tingting, did you cook these? Didn't I order takeout?" Yao Yiyi puzzled.
"You have fallen in love, I cook some delicious comfort to comfort your stomach." Yao Ting smiled.
Yao Yiyi looked at her in surprise and said, "Tingting, you are more diligent than when you write the manuscript. At the rest of the time, you would rather be lazy and not move. Is it so good today?"
Yao Ting unbuttoned his apron and threw towards Xia Yiyi.
"Go wash your face, come over for dinner, don't hurry, otherwise I won't cook anymore."
"Come on, go right away. It's rare for you to cook, and I'll appreciate my face for a while, but then, can you eat what you cook?"
After talking, Yao Yiyi ran back to the bedroom.
"Get off." Yao Ting couldn't help crying.
Facts have proved that Yao Ting's cooking is not only edible, but also very delicious. This is another advantage of her in addition to writing manuscripts. In Yao Yiyi's words, even if she will not develop novels in the future , I thought that I would like to develop as a cook. With her craftsmanship, it is not bad to be a beautiful and charming female chef in a big hotel.
"Tingting, I haven't eaten the dishes you have cooked for several years. I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be regressed at all." Yao Yiyi praised.
"Natural talent, how many times better than your kitchen killer."
Yao Yiyi drank the soup again, and suddenly said: "Tingting, if you learn how to cook, can you catch Ou Qingheng's heart?"
"Come on, who is Ou Qingheng? That's the heir of the Ou Group, with a net worth of hundreds of millions, he will never eat any good food? Even if you want to eat home-cooked food, there are Filipino servants to help you. I want to say that I divorced him as soon as possible and made a fortune. Do n’t lose both money and wealth when I marry him for four years but get nothing. "
Yao Ting really hit Yao Yiyi's confidence.
Yao Yiyi glanced at her mournfully and said, "I know what you said makes sense, but even if I want to get a divorce, I don't want to share his property with me. I really don't want my marriage with him to become a A simple transaction. "
Yao Ting looked at her like an idiot.
"But isn't it just a deal between you?" Yao Ting said again.
Yao Yiyi was stunned.
She lowered her head, somewhat frustrated.
"Tingting, do you think I'm particularly stupid now?" Yao Yiyi's voice was a bit uncomfortable.