Zhong Yi walked over and asked, “Are you cooking?”
Chi Xingyu didn’t even lift his head, clearly too busy to pay him any attention.
This made Zhong Yi feel a sense of crisis.
He had to be cooking for Tong Sui; after all, they say the way to a person’s heart is through their stomach, right?
Chi Xingyu’s strategy was too clever.
No, he had to learn this as well.
So, Zhong Yi squeezed in, trying to imitate Chi Xingyu as he started chopping vegetables.
Chi Xingyu frowned, “What are you doing?”
What a copycat.
Zhong Yi retorted confidently, “What’s wrong? The kitchen is public. I’m doing my thing; why do you care?”
Chi Xingyu: “…”
He indeed had no right to interfere.
However, lost in thought, he accidentally cut his hand with the knife, and blood instantly oozed out.
“Tsk.”
Chi Xingyu lightly furrowed his brow and grabbed a piece of paper to press on the wound.
But he showed no signs of stopping.
Although he appeared indifferent and carefree, he had a strong competitive spirit when it came to grades or honors.
“You should handle that,” Zhong Yi said from the side. “If blood drips onto the food, it’ll be bad.”
Chi Xingyu: “…”
So Chi Xingyu hastily bandaged his hand with a band-aid and continued to immerse himself in cooking, focused on practice.
Before long, a scream from Zhong Yi echoed through the kitchen as he clutched his hand. “It hurts so much; hurry and call a doctor!”
Chi Xingyu glanced over and shot back, “Keep shouting; maybe if you do it enough, the wound will heal itself.”
“You’re too harsh,” Zhong Yi said, releasing his grip. “This is the first time I’ve cut myself; of course, I’ll be nervous.”
Although the cut wasn’t bleeding too much, it was still a badge of sacrifice.
Zhong Yi complained out loud, but seeing Chi Xingyu showing no sign of leaving the kitchen, he decided to stick it out.
He would not admit defeat.
When Zhou Siyuan returned to their little room, looking a bit weary, he pushed open the glass door and was greeted by a strange smell. “Did something burn?”
The staff nearby cast him pleading looks.
Who would have thought these gentlemen suddenly decided to cook, and no one could persuade them otherwise? They all started regretting not hiring a cook this season.
Zhou Siyuan walked toward the kitchen and was met with a battlefield-like scene.
“You guys…”
He hesitated, “Did the production team assign you some new task?”
What a misunderstanding!
The production team silently lamented, this was like shooting oneself in the foot.
Zhou Siyuan set down his things and coat and stepped into the kitchen. “If you’re willing, I can show you a simple way to do this.”
Otherwise, with all this fuss, they wouldn’t be having dinner tonight.
Meanwhile, upstairs.
After Tong Sui and Jiang Ciyuan returned to their room, Jiang Ciyuan took out his laptop and began working.
According to the original plot, he had participated in this program, but most of the time, he was at the company instead of working like this.
Tong Sui stood in place.
She thought maybe she should go somewhere else for a while and not disturb Jiang Ciyuan…
Sensing her thoughts, Jiang Ciyuan suddenly looked up, “Will I affect you by being here?”
Tong Sui stammered, “No, no.”
Jiang Ciyuan said, “Then just do what you want. Pretend I’m not here.”
Since he said that, Tong Sui sat by the bed and turned on the TV.
She randomly selected a movie with a good rating.
Being considerate of Jiang Ciyuan’s presence, she turned the volume down a bit.
The ambiance of solitude made Tong Sui slightly nervous. She looked back at Jiang Ciyuan a few times, confirming that he wasn’t influenced by her before she relaxingly focused on the movie.
Jiang Ciyuan was engaged in an online meeting.
The company’s executives all turned on their cameras, while Jiang Ciyuan kept his camera and mic off.
Everyone could somewhat guess the situation.
They had been incredulous when they learned Jiang Ciyuan would participate in a variety show, let alone a dating show.
In their impression, Jiang Ciyuan was cold, unsociable, decisive, ruthless in his observations, and an excellent team leader.
Most of the time, he was busy between various companies, and his life revolved around work, seldom attending online meetings like this one.
Employees who had worked under him for years knew he would never treat anyone the way he treated Tong Sui.
Even if it wasn’t obvious compared to others on the show, it had already crossed his line.
The meeting proceeded smoothly, with Jiang Ciyuan occasionally typing his opinions.
He faced the computer but kept an eye on Tong Sui with his peripheral vision.
At first, Tong Sui managed to sit upright, but after a while, she slumped down on the bed like a lifeless cat.
Halfway through the movie, she felt drowsy, unknowingly closing her eyes while still leaning against the headboard.
Eventually, she wrapped herself in the blanket, leaning back against the headboard.
This position was comfortable temporarily, but if she kept sleeping like this, her neck would be in trouble.
Jiang Ciyuan typed, “Let’s wrap up today’s meeting.”
After sending that, he closed the laptop.
He stood up and walked towards Tong Sui, turning off the TV that was still playing.
Tong Sui seemed unaware of his approach, her eyes closed, and her hair fell to the side, obscuring her forehead.
However, it revealed a neck that was as white as jade.
Jiang Ciyuan stared at the band-aid on her neck for a moment, then gently stroked it with his fingertip, the camera only capturing his silhouette and the veins protruding from the back of his hand.
His movements were slow and deliberate but carried an inexplicable tension.
It was like the silence before the curtain rises on a great show.
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