I'm Just a Chef, but My Police Chief Wife Always Wants to Protect Me

Lu Ze has retired from the jianghu and opened a late-night diner in Jianghai City. All he wants is to be an ordinary, handsome chef. Who would have thought he'd end up renting the second floor, by sheer coincidence, to a stunning beauty: the formidable new police bureau chief, Shen Qinghan. Shen Qinghan is not only decisive and efficient, but also extremely protective and a master of wild assumptions. “Lu Ze, this old neighborhood is a dangerous place. You're just a helpless chef. If you run into those thugs collecting protection money, don't try to be a hero. Hide behind me. I'll protect you!” Watching the bureau chief's bold declaration, Lu Ze can only nod helplessly and carry on slicing potatoes. Until one day, the three major gangs of Jianghai City join forces to cause chaos, threatening to wipe out the old neighborhood and leaving even Shen Qinghan in mortal danger. That night, Shen Qinghan fights her way back to the old neighborhood, ready to take Lu Ze and flee. But she sees the gang bosses who are usually so arrogant and overbearing, now black and blue, kneeling in neat rows in the restaurant courtyard and trembling as they chop firewood for Lu Ze. And the “helpless” chef is casually making an international call with a cleaver in hand: “Have Wall Street buy Shengshi Group before dawn. I want to build my wife a vegetable market with it.” Shen Qinghan is dumbfounded on the spot: “You call this a meek little chef?!”