This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

"Uncle, you be the judge!" Fu Wanzhou was devastated, feeling that she couldn't communicate with Lu Anbo at all!

Fu Qianchuan's actions of peeling melon seeds were not affected at all, and he said calmly, "Take care of your own problems."

Fu Wanzhou was practically covered in resentment, but she knew that her uncle had always been cold and aloof.

got used to.

If one day his uncle becomes overly friendly to someone, he'll start to wonder if his uncle is possessed by some evil spirit.

"Uncle Fu," Lin Xinwei's eyes reddened and glistened with tears, "you must stand up for me."

The address of "Uncle Fu" subtly brought the two closer.

But to her surprise, Fu Wanzhou didn't buy it at all and calmly asked, "Ms. Lin, are we related by blood?"

"..." Lin Xinwei awkwardly changed her words, "Mr. Fu, please try the coffee I made."

Fu Qianchuan: "I don't know anything about coffee."

"At least I can taste whether it tastes good or not." Lin Xinwei refused to give up. "Please give me a chance, okay?"

Fu Qianchuan remained unmoved.

Wen Yao found Lin Xinwei's words funny and whispered, mimicking her ending tone: "Okay~"

Fu Qianchuan: "Okay."

Lin Xinwei mistakenly thought that her coquettishness had worked, and her gaze towards Fu Qianchuan became even more intense.

Although this lousy soldier didn't give her any face yesterday, if he truly repents, she's not incapable of giving him a chance to pursue her.

But the next second, Fu Qianchuan took a sip and commented, "So-so."

Lin Xinwei: ? ? ?

She was on the verge of a mental breakdown, but quickly recovered.

If we're going to die, we'll die together! Even if she falls into the water, she'll drag someone down with her!

"It seems I still have a lot of room for improvement." Lin Xinwei clenched her little fist. "I will keep working hard!"

Wen Yao was starting to admire this woman.

She's incredibly resilient; no wonder she treated her brother like a dog before she was reborn.

"But... Mr. Fu, aren't you curious about the taste of Yao Yao's drinks?" Lin Xinwei blinked innocently.

Wen Yao:?

Okay, okay, you're trying to put her down, aren't you?

"If you're curious, I'll make you a cup to try first."

Wen Yao rolled up her sleeves, ready to go and make a big splash.

Suddenly, Fu Qianchuan, who was standing next to him, asked, "Does that mean everyone who sees it gets a share?"

"Huh? You want to drink too?" Wen Yao was stunned.

"Ah."

The man's gaze was so deep that it easily captivated her.

It turns out that there really are eyes in this world that look at dogs with such deep affection.

Wen Yao stroked her chin: "Could it be... that I'm actually a hidden genius in the beverage industry?"

【? ? ? ? 】

[My little sister is so confident now!]

【No, little sister, what misunderstanding do you have about yourself?】

...

Having learned from past mistakes, Wen Yao improved the formula this time (in her opinion).

So, a few minutes later, the new [Houttuynia cordata, coriander, chili, and butter latte] was served to the guests.

Gu Yan muttered under her breath, "Are you making hot pot dipping sauce here?"

Wen Yao narrowed her eyes: "What did you say?"

Gu Yan immediately changed his tune: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"

[Wow, this is so toxic! Just one sniff and my brother will start meowing like a cat!]

Lu Anbo cautiously asked Lin Xinwei, "Sister, do we really want to drink?"

Lin Xinwei smiled slightly: "Whether you drink or not is both a constraint and a freedom. It all depends on your choice, but I believe everything is the best arrangement."

Lu Anbo: "..." Sis, can you speak in a way that I can understand?

With the determination to die a heroic death, everyone took a small bite, and the live broadcast was immediately filled with cheers.

Only Fu Qianchuan remained unfazed and finished the entire cup.

The ground was littered with debris, but he remained unmoved.

“Not bad,” he said.

Guests: "..."

Program team: "..."

Audience in the live broadcast room: "..."

Bro, your poison resistance is maxed out!

[Even their digestive system is top-notch, respect!]

[My innate furnace body! Poison cultivators would be overjoyed to see this!]

...

Wen Yao looked at Fu Qianchuan with sparkling eyes, and her desire to cook was instantly aroused!

She used to love cooking, but unfortunately Gu Yan couldn't withstand the poison she concocted.

And now, Fu Qianchuan, her ex-husband, has an absolutely amazing constitution!

"How about I make a new flavor..."

Before Wen Yao could finish speaking, Gu Yan covered her mouth: "No! You don't want to!"

A fleeting look of disappointment crossed Fu Qianchuan's eyes.

Lu Amber, however, considered himself perfectly sane and retorted indignantly, "Don't you all have a sense of taste? My sister's hand-drip coffee is the best!"

Just then, Director Cui's cold voice came through the loudspeaker—