In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

"Hello, it's me. I said I don't want a package." Lu Zhanbo was very angry. Why was he trying to sell me something again?

Hu Yifei shook her head helplessly and turned to see Lin Wanyu carefully pouring salt on the spoon.

"Wanyu, what are you doing?" Hu Yifei asked in confusion.

"Didn't you teach me? Add half a spoonful of salt." Lin Wanyu continued to pour the salt carefully.

"It's not like that. It's not that troublesome." Hu Yifei took the salt shaker.

"Now, let's start your second lesson. You need to learn to relax, you know? Cooking requires dedication, passion, and desire. Only then can you create good food."

"Ah?" Lin Wanyu was a little confused.

“To have the freedom to let go of all distractions and leave everything behind.”

Having said that, Hu Yifei stepped forward and changed the music on the tape recorder, replacing the original lyrical music with a more passionate one.

"So the music needs a change. Without passion, you can't produce good works."

As the music started, Hu Yifei began to dance. She danced more and more excitedly, and her hand and foot movements became more and more vigorous.

Lin Wanyu was stunned, while Hu Yifei was dancing with great enthusiasm. She directly elbowed Lu Zhanbo, smashing the candy house that he had worked so hard to build into a pile of debris.

Lin Wanyu and Lu Zhanbo's pupils dilated at the same time, and they looked at the scene in disbelief. Lu Zhanbo even shouted out loud.

"My roof~ I finally calmed down."

Lu Zhanbo walked over crying, and when he saw his candy house shattered into pieces, he knelt down in front of his shattered hope.

"Now you have destroyed my only spiritual support."

"Your hope is actually quite delicious." Hu Yifei opened her mouth to comfort him, but ended up not being able to help but praise him, giving Lu Zhanbo a more fatal blow.

Faced with Lu Zhanbo's resentful eyes, Hu Yifei could only continue to eat his food in embarrassment.

Soon.

Hu Yifei stared in amazement as Lu Zhanbo built a candy house again. Oh no, his hope was that this guy was quite fast, and Hu Yifei was eager to try his luck.

Just then, the phone rang and Hu Yifei subconsciously reached out to answer it.

"Don't touch the phone!" Lu Zhanbo immediately stopped her and rushed over. Hu Yifei was so scared that she was stunned.

The voice coming from the phone made Lu Zhanbo speechless again. He could only hear Lu Ziqiao's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Zhanbo, go online and show you something awesome." Lu Ziqiao was still promoting his own video.

"Zi Qiao, I'm waiting for an important call. Do you have anything important to say?" Lu Zhanbo tried his best to maintain a calm tone.

"I just took a video of a group of sows falling into a ditch in a line." Lu Ziqiao happily said the content of his video.

Lu Zhanbo was stunned. He actually wasted his time on such a thing. The more Lu Zhanbo thought about it, the angrier he became, and then he roared in anger.

"Why do I have to watch this kind of thing? Watching this kind of disgusting thing, will it make my dull life even a little bit more interesting?"

"But Zhanbo, that was a group of sows. It was a group of sows lined up and fell into the ditch." Lu Ziqiao tried to emphasize that this video was not so easy to shoot.

"I repeat, Lu Ziqiao, no matter what's wrong with your trigeminal nerve, don't bother me. I'm very busy right now. I have an important call coming up. Please stop bothering me."

Lu Zhanbo threw the phone away angrily, looked at the phone on the other side, and couldn't help but press it.

"Hello, Zhanbo, have you changed your mind?" Lu Ziqiao on the other side happily answered the phone.

Lu Zhanbo hung up the phone silently. He was so stupid, really.

At this time, Hu Yifei was about to come out of the toilet. Lu Zhanbo hurriedly protected his support and looked at Hu Yifei vigilantly. Hu Yifei felt that she was in the wrong and didn't care much.

"It's time to eat, Zhanbo, what do you want to eat?" Hu Yifei asked and then prepared to show off her skills.

"I have already eaten."

"Have you eaten?" Hu Yifei looked at Lu Zhanbo in confusion. That shouldn't be the case. Hadn't she done it yet?

“Did you eat outside?”

"No, seriously, the egg fried rice you made today was amazing. It was neither too salty nor too bland, just the right amount. The rice grains were separate, and the egg was sticky. The most important thing is that I didn't eat any of your hair."

Lu Zhanbo's sincere praise made Hu Yifei extremely confused.

“But I haven’t started yet?”

"Not cooked? What's in the pot?" Lu Zhanbo pointed at the pot in confusion, wondering what was going on with the fried rice.

"I made it, I made it. Wow, Zhanbo, you ate it all." A light voice came, and it was Lin Wanyu who came over skipping. She was very happy to see that her food was eaten up by Lu Zhanbo.

"Not only did I eat it all, but after eating your fried rice, my anxious mood also calmed down." Lu Zhanbo smiled and put his hands down, calm and composed.

However, this made Hu Yifei dissatisfied, and her tone became aggressive: "Enough, Zhanbo, are you saying that Wanyu's cooking is better than mine?"

This familiar tone instantly triggered Lu Zhanbo's danger switch. He realized how awful he had made and hurriedly tried to make amends: "No, it's not tastier, it's just a little different."

But it was too late. Hu Yifei took a look at the remaining residue and saw the difference at a glance and asked questions.

"Wanyu, when did I ever teach you to put dried shrimp in fried pork with eggs?"

"You taught me to relax when cooking, so when I relaxed, I thought of adding some new recipes based on your original ones. I just hope to do better." Lin Wanyu gave her own explanation, but it would be better if she didn't explain.

Lu Zhanbo decisively caught the key words, and anxiously tried to make Lin Wanyu shut up, but was ignored by Lin Wanyu. Lu Zhanbo was helpless. He thought that if he caught it, it meant that Hu Yifei must have caught it as well.

As expected, a cold and sarcastic smile appeared on Hu Yifei's lips.

"Better? Did you just say better?"

"What Wanyu said is different, different, you heard it wrong." Lu Zhanbo hurriedly wanted to help, but it was obvious that Lin Wanyu was not going to appreciate it.

"Fei Fei, you taught me how to do this. You should be happy that I'm better than you."

However, another key word hit Hu Yifei directly. Now she was not only happy, but also very happy. Do you understand?

"I beg you to stop talking." Seeing the situation gradually getting out of control, Lu Zhanbo shouted hurriedly, but Lin Wanyu was stubborn and refused to admit defeat. She had eaten what she cooked and what Hu Yifei cooked. She believed that the fact was that what she cooked was better.