The Tough Boss’s Sweet Wife: The 1990s

[Height Difference + Age Gap + Rugged Man and Sweet Girl + Food + Everyday Life + Running a Business]

The night Su He became a master chef, she met with an accident on her way home.

When she opened her eyes, she had entered a book, becoming an orphan girl who had been trafficked to the Northeast in the 1990s and nearly assaulted by two bachelors.

Luckily, a kind older woman saved her. Not only did she take Su He in, she also gave her a full meal.

The older woman had spent her whole life suffering and had no children. Su He had nowhere else to go, so she decided to stay and help her take on the burden of running the noodle shop.

Then one day, the older woman's nephew came to visit.

When the broad-shouldered figure, standing 1.92 meters tall, appeared in the doorway, his stern, fierce gaze fixed firmly on her. Su He felt as if she couldn't breathe and her scalp tingled.

What was going on? Wasn't he Lu Dongze, the big shot from the book?!

Lu Dongze was handsome and imposing, and the youngest deputy director of the Harbin Public Security Bureau.

Everyone said he was over thirty and still unmarried because he had psychological problems or a hidden physical ailment, and wasn't interested in women.

But no one knew that Lu Dongze, who seemed so proper and serious, had a type of his own: petite, gentle women with slim waists and ample chests.

He only seemed cold and aloof because he never came across such women in his daily life.

That is, until he came home on leave and saw a plate of glossy, richly sauced yuanbao-style braised pork at his aunt's house. Su He, sitting beside it, had a graceful figure and looked delicate and well-behaved...

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Su He was absolutely terrified of him. His dark, possessive gaze was on her every moment, as if he might devour her at any second.

But only when Lu Dongze's gaze came within an inch of her that night did Su He realize that his hunger wasn't just hunger.

Lu Dongze fell in love with every dish Su He made, especially her fragrant, tender cherry pork.

The first time he ate meat, Lu Dongze wolfed it all down, wishing he could suck every last bit of flavor from the bones.

The second time, he wasn't as impatient as before. Instead, he savored the meat's firm texture.

The third time, he felt as if he were addicted. Far from getting tired of it, he discovered a whole new flavor.

By the Nth time, he was no longer satisfied with the taste alone and began pondering new ways to eat it.

Every time Su He cooked, she felt so exhausted that her bones were about to fall apart.

Looking at Lu Dongze, who had just finished eating, Su He wiped the sweat from her brow in confusion. How could there be anyone in the world you couldn't feed enough?

Lu Yao transmigrated into a book as a cannon-fodder female character with the same name.

A fire had taken her entire family, leaving behind only her four-year-old nephew.

Luckily, her fiance from the original owner's story was in the Northeast. He was not only wealthy, he even offered to marry her.

She thought that if she married with her nephew in tow, they could enjoy a comfortable life. But when she arrived in Harbin, she discovered she had been tricked...

He wasn't some rich young man from the Northeast at all. He was a deadbeat who refused to repay his debts, and he had called her over to hand her to his creditor as payment.

That day, Lu Yao had finally saved enough money to buy two chicken legs to nourish her nephew. Just as she brought out the pot, someone kicked the door open from outside.

A muscular man gripped an iron rod, his cold, vicious gaze fixed on her. "Where's that Shen bastard? What's he going to do about the two legs he owes me?"

Facing the creditor who had come to collect, Lu Yao shakily raised the bowl of saliva chicken. "W-would chicken legs do...?"

Liao Yanchuan's name sounded refined and polite, like that of an honest man.

In reality, he was unruly and built like a bull. They said that in his youth he could have beaten a tiger to death with his bare hands.

A few years ago, he had kindly lent money to an old classmate to start a business. He lost every last cent, and the man ran off.

That day, he heard that his old classmate's family had arrived, so he grabbed a weapon and went to collect his money.

As soon as he entered, he saw a fair, beautiful woman with a graceful figure, her bright eyes brimming with tears as she looked at him.

Taking the two "legs" the woman handed him, Liao Yanchuan's Adam's apple bobbed. "Your man owes me money. How are you going to pay it back?"

A small restaurant had just opened in the urban village.

They said the owner had opened it to earn money to pay off her debts. Fortunately, she was a good cook. Though the restaurant's storefront was small, there was a long line outside every day.

Crispy pork knuckles, rich with flavor but not greasy; rabbit diced and tossed in fragrant, numbing chili oil; fresh hand-formed fish balls so delicious they'd make your eyebrows drop...

A year later, the urban village was demolished and redeveloped. The diners wondered every day whether she would return to her hometown in the south.

Later, they heard she had married one of the village's major beneficiaries of the demolition. The man's surname was supposedly Liao.

Theme: Only food and the one you love should never be let down.