After the Divorce, I Became a Master Chef, and My Ex-Wife Begged Me for a Meal

[Urban slice of life + no System + no golden finger]

For her words, “You’re only allowed to cook for me,” Su Zhe, the greatest chef of state banquets, willingly put down his knives for love and disappeared into the ordinary world for three years.

But instead of the happy anniversary he’d hoped for, he found her at a hotel, going over a steamy script with a top-tier star.

His love was gone. The God of Cooking was back! Divorce!

[His cooking can keep dying tycoons alive and add years to their lives!]

[His cooking can give artists who’ve run dry of inspiration a new lease on life!]

[His cooking can help an anxious, irritable stock god sleep soundly through the night!]

[His cooking can help a business queen turn the tables when negotiations reach a stalemate!]

Billionaires around the world: We’ll spend our entire fortunes for just one meal from Chef Su!

Leading figures from every field: He’s no chef. He’s the “god” of us all!

His ex-wife, the award-winning actress: I was wrong! Su Zhe, I was wrong! Please cook for me one more time. I’ll do anything!

In the end, at a wedding livestreamed around the world, Su Zhe held his new love’s hand and “bestowed” a bowl of the most ordinary yangchun noodles on his haggard ex-wife below. He said coolly,

“My cooking was once made for you alone. Now, the whole world deserves it. You’re the only one who doesn’t.”