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one second...

Two seconds...

My ex-husband isn't dead!!

Wen Yao's eyes lit up: "Could it be that my brother and I are unparalleled culinary geniuses?"

Everyone:? ? ?

【How did you come to this conclusion, little sister...?】

[A common woman! She has the same haircut as her brother!]

Is there any difference between them, the brother and sister, and the murderer who poisoned the victim?

[It's getting anxious, it's getting anxious! The young master and his uncle are willingly eating it, I don't know why they're barking like that.]

……

To everyone's surprise, Fu Qianchuan's deep gaze fell on Wen Yao, staring at her intently for a few seconds: "...Yes."

Fu Wanzhou, who had been vomiting for a while, looked terrified.

What is it?

Uncle, are you poisoned or have gone insane?!

Wen Yao excitedly served Gu Yan a bowl: "Brother, come and test for poison!"

Gu Yan's lips twitched: "You really are... really my good sister."

He then served Wen Yao a bowl as well: "Little sister, you try it first."

This pair of fake siblings is hilarious!

Gu Yan pinched his nose and took a sip; the shock that reached his very soul caused his handsome face to wear a mask of pain.

"I...fuck..."

Gu Yan rushed to the bathroom, and within seconds, the sound of him vomiting could be heard.

Wen Yao was even more curious about what this thing tasted like, but Fu Wanzhou snatched her bowl and gulped it down in one go!

"I... ugh... I've loved... loved drinking... ever since I was little..."

Another fellow sufferer joined the restroom.

Both of them sounded like they were about to die from the poison.

Wen Yao slowly typed out a question mark.

Dumb Dog Bro, are you alright?

In her past life, she and Fu Wanzhou acted as shields for each other, which led to that engagement banquet.

Fu Wanzhou's cronies and eccentric family members were all completely subdued by her.

There's no other way than one way to tie up each monkey.

In this lifetime, Wen Yao has absolutely no desire to have anything to do with Silly Dog Brother.

Who would still be in a relationship after being reborn?!

Is it that eating, drinking, and having fun aren't appealing enough, or that selling swords and going crazy isn't satisfying enough?

Fu Qianchuan sat upright and sturdy like a pine tree. He handed a pair of chopsticks to Wen Yao: "Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Wen Yao: "Thank you."

Wow, my ex-husband's cooking is so delicious!

The audience was stunned.

Why did the young master steal Mei Bao's soup? Could it be...?

[Heh, Meng Nu, get lost. The Crown Prince is just being a gentleman; how could he possibly be interested in a pretty face like Wen Yao?]

[Hilarious! You call her a "vase" (a pretty face but no substance), yet you won't admit her beauty? The young master is a normal man too, why can't he fall in love with our little sister at first sight?]

[Am I the only one who thinks that my uncle is a bit doting on Yao-mei...?]

Did Wen Yao hire an online army? I think she's really hungry for attention; she'll try to seduce every man.

……

Wen Yao was really hungry, and the rice smelled delicious.

Influenced by her, Yunxing muttered softly, "Is it really that delicious?"

Seeing this, Yun Yue lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then returned to the kitchen and made some more food: "Mr. Fu, may we eat together?"

Fu Qianchuan nodded.

"It's delicious! If you don't like it, you can hit my brother!" Wen Yao picked up a piece of the dish she made with her chopsticks, showing her special appreciation, "Wow~ It's amazing! It smells so good!"

Yun Yue paused for a moment, then stammered, "Then, then you should eat more."

"Alas, this dish should only exist in heaven; how often can one taste it on earth!"

Yunyue was so embarrassed by the compliments that a blush crept onto the fair skin behind her ears.

Yunxing took a bite, then reluctantly put down her chopsticks: "I need to lose weight, or I'll be a dog!"

Wen Yao turned her face away from the bowl and said, "Sister, even dogs need to eat."

The pupil of the cloud star experienced an earthquake.

She...she...what she said makes so much sense!

"Shall I eat some more...?"

"Since we're already here, let's show off!"

Then the audience saw that Yun Xing, who always claimed to have a small, picky appetite and was suffering from terminal princess syndrome, was eating so much rice that she was almost leaving a blur!

Emotions are contagious, and before long, Fu Wanzhou and Gu Yan also joined the "cooking squad".

Fu Qianchuan stood up: "I'll go cook a few more dishes."

Wen Yao: "Come on, let's all give Teacher Fu a shout-out!"

The crowd joined in the commotion.

Fu Qianchuan gave a barely perceptible smile, which vanished in an instant before he returned to his cold and sharp demeanor.

at the same time.

Lin Xinwei and Lu Anbo gave very dedicated performances.

You wiped my sweat, and I fed you. I didn't know they were siblings; I thought we were filming an idol drama.

Fu Qianchuan was practically waving his spatula around until it was smoking, but they finally managed to make two sandwiches and a salad.

"Hey, the first bite is for my little roses~" Little Roses is the name of Lin Xinwei's fans.

Lin Xinwei picked up a white plate and moved closer to the camera.

The live stream was filled with screaming fans of Ruby Lin.

[Ahhh, sister, you're feeding me!]

[Sister is hungry, so I'm feeding her and sticking to her.]

[It looks so exquisite! A million times better than that culinary disaster in the vase next door!]

……

Lu Anbo cursed inwardly. She had used the trick of feeding the fans, so what was he going to do?

“Amber, let’s go out to eat. This salad can be shared with everyone,” Lin Xinwei said softly.

“Okay.” Lu Anbo took the plate from her hand. “Sis, I’ll carry it.”

Lin Xinwei smiled gently: "Thank you, you've always been diligent since you were little. It's truly my blessing to be your older sister~"

With just a few words, Lu Anbo's temper was smoothed out.

Lu Anbo was all smiles, feeling that Lin Xinwei was helping him build a persona.

From an angle the camera couldn't capture, a hint of disdain flashed in Lin Xinwei's eyes.

Just an idiot.

Being a mere accompaniment is already a good thing; why do you want to steal the spotlight?

Unaware of the facts, many viewers felt that the siblings had a very good relationship and became fans.

After a while——

Lin Xinwei's salad was completely ignored.

Hilarious! With a delicious and visually appealing stir-fry, who would eat grass for no reason?!

Lin Xinwei maintained a smile on the surface, but she was secretly making plans.

In terms of cooking skills, she can't compare to Fu Qianchuan.

But why did she choose to compare herself to Fu Qianchuan?

When comparing yourself to others, of course you should compare yourself to those who are worse than you.

Lin Xinwei's eyes shifted and landed on Wen Yao and Gu Yan's conspicuous pair of bags.

"Yaoyao, Gu Yan, what delicious food have you made?"

Netizens were instantly swept up in the frenzy.

Compared to them, Wen Huaping and Gu Renzha are such useless people. Everyone else in the group can cook, but they're the only ones who eat and drink other people's food.

[Yao Mei is really good at providing emotional support. Didn't you see how happy the uncle-niece group and the sisters were having dinner with her?]

[What good is emotional value anyway? Lazy and clumsy, how can she compare to our Weiwei's skillful hands!]

……

Wen Yao wiped her mouth.

So you're selling swords face-to-face, huh?

Then don't blame me for being impolite.

"Sister, how did you know I prepared a surprise for you?"

As soon as Wen Yao uttered that double-reed tone, Gu Yan couldn't help but shudder.

I got goosebumps!

Purple chicken feet, a chicken that died with its eyes wide open, a fish with its scales still on...

All of them were laid out in front of Lin Xinwei and Lu Anbo.

"Brother and sister, why aren't you eating?" Wen Yao wiped away imaginary tears from the corners of her eyes. "Waaah, brother and sister, do you hate the food, or do you hate me?"

Lin Xinwei: "..."

Lu Amber: "..."