Accepting My Massive Inheritance After Divorce

Song Xia's family background was better than others in all aspects, but she was the ugliest in her family. Every time she received a compliment, it was always the same.

"Xiaxia is so amazing, she got first place again!"

"Xiaxia got first place in the piano competition!"

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Of course, this was not important. What was important was that after those people praised her, they always said the last sentence, "If Xiaxia is any prettier, the Song family's threshold will be trampled by the person who proposed the marriage!"

When Song Xia was young, she did not understand what those words meant. She had always thought that those people were praising her. But later, she realized that those people were mocking her.

Song Xia could not help but clench her hands that were holding the chopsticks. If she had Shen Yan's face, would she be able to capture any kind of man?

However, there were no ifs in this world!

Song Xia hated beautiful people the most.

The waiter served the dishes that Shen Yan ordered.

Song Xia's gaze fell on the sweet and sour pork ribs and said, "So Miss Shen likes sweet food."

"No." Shen Yan spat out the bone and slowly wiped her mouth. She smiled at Song Xia and said, "I only like this beet dish."

In fact, before Shen Yan married Fu Hang, she didn't eat this dish because she felt that it had a lot of calories.

"It seems that Miss Shen really likes Fu Hang. Fu Hang likes this dish, so you like it too. You really love him," Song Xia said with a smile.

"Really?" Shen Yan smiled lightly and said, "It seems that you know him very well."

"Of course," Song Xia said proudly, "Fu hang likes sweet and sour pork ribs. Not only that, he even cooked it for me personally."

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Song Xia did not wait for Shen Yan to speak and added, "He said that he has only cooked for me in his life."

Shen Yan continued to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. What should she say? Fu Hang did not know how to cook for a while. If he knew how to cook, he would not have ruined her kitchen like that.

Shen Yan swallowed the food in her mouth and looked at song Xia with a smile. "Miss Song, Don't you know that Fu Hang is a kitchen killer?"

The smile on Song Xia's face froze slightly.

"That's why he doesn't go into the kitchen." Shen Yan looked at Song Xia calmly.

Song Xia felt like she had been slapped. She had just said that Fu Hang would cook for her, but the next moment, Shen Yan said that Fu Hang didn't know how to cook at all.

No matter who Song Xia was, she had always been thick-skinned. She calmly said, "But he does know how to cook now."

"Cooking is a matter of talent. People who don't know how to cook will never know how to cook." Shen Yan had to admit that Fu hang was very talented in cooking. After all, Fu Hang's soup dumplings were really delicious!

She also knew that Song Xia was disgusted with her. If she didn't disgust Song Xia, how could she be worthy of Song Xia's meticulous investigation?

"It seems that Miss Shen knows Fu Hang very well. I wonder if Miss Shen knows about the things that Fu Hang did in your company." Song Xia looked at Shen Yan with a smile.

"Hm?" Shen Yan looked up at her.

"Fu Hang is buying a large number of shares in your company. I wonder if Miss Shen knows about this?" Song Xia looked at Shen Yan with a smile, as if she wanted to see Shen Yan cry bitterly.

Shen Yan really wanted to taste the dishes, but Song Xia's nonsense made her ears hurt. "I thought Miss Song was going to tell me some big secret. I didn't expect Miss Song to say such a small thing. If I had known, I wouldn't have come."

"It seems that Miss Shen trusts Fu Hang a lot."

"No." Shen Yan looked at Song Xia and said calmly, "I just believe in my own ability. Sometimes, knowing yourself and your enemy will win every battle. Miss Song should know this very well."

After Shen Yan said that, she glanced at the dishes that she hated.