My Extraordinary Wife

His tweet immediately caused an uproar.

One reply read: Which supermarket is this? Wow, Mr. Nolan is so down to earth!

Another read: They bought so many ingredients. Is Mrs. Nolan going to cook? Oh dear! I think I’ve just discovered a secret. The wealthy Mrs. Nolan cooks her own meals and never relied on her servants! I envy Mr. Nolan so much!

One netizen expressed his jealousy: Damn it, I’m so jealous. Mr. Nolan is so lucky to get such a pretty and caring wife.

Another was quick to guess: What is Mrs. Nolan cooking? Steak with roasted carrots? Spiced eggplant quinoa salad?

Someone replied the above comment: Stop being funny. She also bought some leafy greens!

This young man who was a social media addict wasn’t popular at all on Twitter.

But because he had posted this photo, his followers increased at an alarming speed.

He was so excited he even thought of becoming an influencer.

The young man was a photographer, albeit one without many skills. He could take better photos than other people, but he wasn’t that skilled and well-known in the photography industry.

But since he had gained so many followers now, of course he had to show off his skills.

posted photos which

some of his new followers were

immediately lavished praises

that, the young man’s

now officially a somewhat famous

DMs he received from various advertisers asking to collaborate

at the supermarket to buy instant noodles as

spent all his time on photography instead of getting a proper job, so his parents refused to

that he teared up. Words couldn’t express how thankful he was to have met

They were his benefactors!

Ashlyn and Lucas returned

shopping bags in the kitchen and

kitchen. She took a look at his suit

with her orders obediently like a little kid in

was at her

Ashlyn talked to him. Her voice was music to his ears. Even when she

terrified if she refused

in the same air as her. It was so comfortable he felt like the

about to take the apron

hands when the man flung his

shock and was about to shove him away when he drawled out sexily, “Don’t