Master Qi's Hand Paused for a Moment?

"Eating time!"

When Song Jianyi loudly shouted in the restaurant, her friends couldn't help but drool.

[Look at these twelve dishes, rich in color, aroma, and taste, representing the essence of Sichuan, Guangdong and Shandong!]

[Just by looking at the colors, one can sense the deliciousness.]

[Unexpectedly, Song not only has a beautiful appearance but also possesses such exceptional culinary skills.]

[It's outrageous that someone secretly sold our Master Qi's autographed photos! They deserve punishment!]

[Look at Nian Yiran, burning with envy, her eyes ready to pop out.]

"There's a saying that goes, ‘Looking good doesn't necessarily mean it's useful’, and looking good doesn't guarantee it tastes good either.”

Nian Yiran stood sourly beside the dining table, observing how Qiu Tianhao served rice and soup as if he were possessed by a starving ghost. She was so bitter that she felt her stomach ache coming on.

Song Jianyi looked over and smiled, saying, "If you're afraid it won't taste good, you can always cook for yourself!"

"Why should I? The show's crew prepared these ingredients, and I have the right to enjoy them."

With that, Nian Yiran sat down, shamelessly picked up her chopsticks, and took a bite. Her expression subtly changed.

"How about it? My cooking is just as disappointing as some people's appearance, isn't it?"

"..." Nian Yiran choked in her throat, pretending not to hear.

Guan Yutong quickly intervened, "Jianyi, with your impressive culinary skills, were you previously a chef?"

"No."

"Oh, then you must have cooked a lot in the past, right? People our age rarely know how to cook, let alone possess your level of culinary expertise. It must have been honed through countless trials and tribulations."

While holding a piece of food, Song Jianyi glanced at her after hearing the words. Before she could speak, Qiu Tianhao, that foolish boy, said, "Didn't you forget that Jianyi was married before? A woman who has had a family is undoubtedly virtuous, right, Jianyi?"

"..."

"Jianyi, did you often cook for Lu Qianhe? That guy really doesn't know how to appreciate good things. If I had such a capable wife, I would cherish her endlessly. How could I bear to take advantage of her?"

"Cough! Cough!" Song Jianyi was slightly choked by the rice and coughed lightly.

Qi Yu, seemingly natural, reached out and patted her back.

His warning gaze silently swept over the meddlesome individuals.

Lin Geyao realized he had Ms.poken and quickly raised his glass, saying, "I'm sorry, I apologize, I'll punish myself with a drink."

"It's alright, the news is already out. There's nothing unspeakable about it."

Song Jianyi followed the cough with a sip of soup that Qi Master Qi handed her, moistening her throat.

When her gaze passed over Nian Yiran, she casually remarked, "Besides, I never cooked for that person."

Qiu Tianhao exclaimed, "Ah? Why?"

"He didn't deserve it."

Those simple words conveyed Song Jianyi's unique dominance.

The audience in the live chat, who were just imagining a tragic storyline of Song Jianyi cooking and waiting in vain for her husband to return, were dumbfounded by her three words.

[Yes! Why should a scum like him get to eat her food?]

[It is better to feed a pig and a dog than to feed him!]

[Yuanbao is so cool!]

"Ms. Song, don't you think that it's because you are not virtuous enough that he's willing to divorce at any cost?" The topic should have ended at this point, but when Nian Yiran saw Qi Yu helping Song Jianyi by handing her the soup, she became speechless once again. With a fake smile, she said, "As they say, it takes two hands to clap. There must be a reason behind the breakdown of this marriage."

"The reason is that on our wedding day, he moved in with his mistress!" Song Jianyi blinked her beautiful eyes, and her clear gaze almost choked Nian Yiran on a fish bone. Nian Yiran coughed, her face turning red.

"Talk about your own affairs. Why are you looking at me?" Song Jianyi retorted.

"What about you?" Nian Yiran persisted.

"Cough!"

Worried that they would start a direct quarrel on the live broadcast, Director Yan quickly picked up the microphone to mediate, "Everyone, we've almost finished eating! How about playing a game?"

Xia Yi asked, "What game?"

Director Yan replied, "I have something you don't!"

Everyone had played this game before. Each guest would mention something they had done that others hadn't, and then they would bend down one finger. The person with the most fingers remaining would win, and each victory would earn them five points.

When Song Jianyi heard about accumulating points, her interest was piqued. Ignoring Nian Yiran's disdainful gaze, she immediately spoke up, "I'll go first! I've been married before."

"Uh..."

[Hahaha! I'm laughing so hard. If I didn't know about her previous unfortunate relationship, I would have almost been fooled.]

[To win, she even sacrifices herself!]

[She truly deserves to be my Sister Yuanbao!]

Without a doubt, everyone else bent down one finger since they hadn't been married before. Ji Jie said, "I broke my leg while practicing dancing."

No one else had experienced that, so they bent down one finger. Meanwhile, Song Jianyi still had her palm held high.

Guan Yutong asked, "Jianyi, can you dance?"

Song Jianyi replied, "Yes!"

Guan Yutong closed her mouth and moved on to the next person.

Xia Yi said, "I received guidance from the singing master Lan Youyou."

Ji Jie asked, "The Lan Youyou?"

Xia Yi confirmed, "Yes!"

"Wow, that's amazing, Xia Yi! Lan Youyou is a singing legend. Many singers can't even meet her, let alone receive guidance from her." Everyone bent down their fingers with envy.

Only Song Jianyi remained with her finger held high.

Nian Yiran sneered, "Song Jianyi, do you also happen to know the singing master?"

"Hmm, she's my teacher."

"Don't brag!" Nian Yiran didn't believe it for a second.

However, at that moment, Song Jianyi's phone received a WeChat notification. When she opened it, she heard Lan Youyou's perfect voice filled with deep resentment, "You brat, why didn't you tell me about the divorce? When are you coming to the Capital? I want to hug you." Song Jianyi smiled and shook her phone.

Guan Yutong shyly looked at Qi Yu and said, "I played the role of lovers with Master Qi."

[Wow!]

The female guests present and the female audience watching the screen all looked at her with envy.

Indeed, Song Jianyi hadn't experienced that. So, she bent down her first finger while stealing a glance at Qi Yu. Qi Yu's expression remained indifferent as he said, "I haven't slept for three days and nights."

"Huh? Why? Is it because of filming?" Guan Yutong asked with concern.

Qi Yu looked at Song Jianyi.

Thinking that Qi Yu wanted to see if she had done it, Song Jianyi decisively bent down her second finger.

Now, after five rounds, Nian Yiran, Qiu Tianhao, and Lin Geyao were all out. Xia Yi and Ji Jie lost in Guan Yutong's "I played the lead role in a major IP" claim.

Only Guan Yutong, Song Jianyi, and Qi Yu were left with one finger each.

Song Jianyi said, "I have a baby."

[Hahaha! Just as expected!]

[Better late than never. Are you envious yet?]

[Huh, did Master Qi hesitate for a moment?]

[It's an illusion. He's just shocked by Song Jianyi's nonsense, okay?]

Amidst the lively atmosphere, Song Jianyi won the game with her "impressive resume" and accumulated five points. When everyone voted for her cooking skills, except for Nian Yiran, she received a total of twelve points.

After calculating, she was still thirteen points short.