Chapter 45 I can't imagine doing this...

Chapter 45

Chu Xingli immediately breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Zhao Changye calling.

Being able to avoid facing Pei Jianian is truly a good thing for him.

Hearing Zhao Changye's good news, Chu Xingli finally felt completely relieved.

He turned to look at Luo Xiaoran, but to his surprise, Luo Xiaoran seemed to know what he was thinking and was looking at him with a light smile.

Chu Xingli's ears burned, and she quickly looked away, afraid that she would be bewitched by that person.

He took his phone and walked a little further away to discuss with Zhao Changye the timing of exposing the matter.

[laughs] The way Hug Hug slunk away really looked like a frightened little wild rabbit.

[Hugs' private life is really intriguing, hahaha]

[Who on earth called him? He seemed guilty before answering the phone, but after answering, he dared to look back at Ranzi's expression.]

[The way she sneakily answers the phone with her slightly swollen lips is so alluring, hug me o(╥﹏╥)o]

When Chu Xingli returned, she found Bao Keming standing at the villa entrance, angrily scolding a servant.

None of the staff members watching from the sidelines tried to stop the fight; they all stared at the spectacle with astonishment.

"Zhou Yanjun, are you crazy?! How could you do such a thing?!" Bao Keming cursed angrily.

The maid, Zhou Yanjun, bowed and apologized: "Mr. Bao, I'm so sorry!"

Chu Xingli was a little curious, so she walked over and asked, "What happened?"

Bao Keming was so angry that his vision blurred. Regardless of whether he was willing to talk to Chu Xingli, he blurted out, "He sold my dishwasher!"

A maid selling dishwashers? Such niche writing.

Chu Xingli blinked in confusion, looked up at everyone walking this way, and chose to stay here and wait for Luo Xiaoran to come over, and also to hear what Bao Keming had to say.

“I don’t usually live here, so… so… what was I going to say?” Bao Keming put one hand on his hip and pointed the other at Zhou Yanjun’s nose, so angry that he was incoherent. “Why did you sell me a dishwasher?!”

Zhou Yanjun bowed repeatedly to Bao Keming, apologizing profusely: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Bao, I'm so sorry! It's all my fault!"

Bao Keming's manners are relatively good; even though he was so angry, he didn't mention calling the police.

He just kept pointing at Zhou Yanjun and criticizing him, saying, "I just don't live here anymore, I'm not dead!"

Although she knew that this matter involved a large amount of theft and was a very serious matter, Chu Xingli couldn't help but laugh no matter how hard she tried.

"Then why did you put a broken one here?" Bao Keming pointed to the unusable dishwasher in the kitchen. "To use as a decoration?"

If the staff doesn't come to him and tell him that the dishwasher is broken, he'll still be in the dark.

“Mr. Bao, I thought, I thought all dishwashers were pretty much the same. I’m sorry, Mr. Bao,” Zhou Yanjun said, bowing repeatedly as he tried to get Bao Keming to forgive him. “I just bought a similar one, but a slightly cheaper one, and put it back.”

Bao Keming laughed angrily: "I really have to thank you for replacing it with a second-hand one here."

Chu Xingli felt that solving the problem was the key, and asked seriously, "How much did you sell the dishwasher for?"

Zhou Yanjun dared not speak, and tremblingly extended two fingers.

"Two hundred thousand?" Chu Xingli asked.

Upon hearing his words, Zhou Yanjun froze, looked sharply at Chu Xingli, and shook his head.

Chu Xingli was a little incredulous: "Twenty thousand?"

Zhou Yanjun's eyes were filled with utter despair as he answered, "Two thousand."

Bao Keming: "..."

[My God, a dishwasher worth over 200,000 yuan was sold for only 2,000?!]

[It's funny, but it's still theft. Poor Bao Keming is in a bad situation.]

[Hilarious! "I Just Don't Live Here, I'm Not Dead" - Bao Keming looks so wronged, hahaha!]

[I'm dying of laughter! The villa owner wasn't home, so the maid just dismantled the dishwasher and sold it.]

[Call the police! Call the police right now! This can't be let off so easily just because he's playing the victim!!!]

It was already dark when Zhou Yanjun was taken away by the police.

Looking at Bao Keming, who was sitting there dejectedly, feeling humiliated by being betrayed by his servant, Chu Xingli felt a rare pang of sympathy for him, combined with Zhao Changye's phone call.

This rich young master, who usually seems so arrogant and domineering, was actually taken aback by this trivial matter.

What if Zhao Changye appeared before him one day, proving his identity while also taking back his own child? How would Bao Keming react then?

...Won't he just go crazy on the spot?

Luo Xiaoran patted Chu Xingli's arm.

Chu Xingli looked up at him.

They both understood what the other was thinking.

Everyone has their own destiny.

What's meant to happen will happen.

The objective facts cannot deny its existence.

The director talked with Bao Keming for a while, and after a lot of effort, he finally managed to make him a little happier and willing to continue recording the program.

"How was everyone's rest? It's almost time, so you can get ready for dinner."

While waiting for the director to coax them, Lin Ning and Lu Yunxin simply slumped onto the sofa and took a nap.

I felt refreshed and ready to have dinner.

Zhao Anyu and Chen Xuanqi were like ants on a hot pan, constantly trying to get close to Bao Keming, but they couldn't be too direct because they were on a live broadcast.

Chu Xingli had been watching Luo Xiaoran and Zhou Maidong's chess game with her chin resting on her hand. When she heard the director say that it was time to eat, she immediately perked up.

"We have no mission for this meal, we're just eating~"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately showed expressions of disbelief.

Are you kidding me? Would a director really be that kind?

As expected, the director was not so kind.

“However… since we don’t have a dishwasher tonight,” the director said, glancing at Bao Keming’s expression, “we’ll play a little game to decide who does the dishes.”

Chu Xingli: "..."

[lol, the dishwasher is gone, everyone's unlucky with it!]

The director's words are deceitful.

[Hugs: Luckily I never believed it in the first place]

Do you all like ginger?

Upon hearing the director's question, Chu Xingli, who was terrified of ginger, froze instantly.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his pleading gaze to Luo Xiaoran, who was sitting next to him.

Almost subconsciously, Chu Xingli felt that Luo Xiaoran could help her.

"Besides the delicious food on the table," the director said with a smile, "the chef has also prepared a nutritious dish for everyone—stir-fried shredded potatoes with ginger. Whoever gets the ginger will have to do the dishes tonight."

Stir-fried potato shreds with ginger shreds?!

What kind of insane dish is this?!

Chu Xingli gasped: "What's the difference between eating this dish and playing Minesweeper?"

The director continued with a smile: "To avoid any unnecessary trouble, each group will have their seats staggered."

His words had an implied meaning, and even seemed to be specifically aimed at Chu Xingli.

Even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he couldn't save you.

Zhao Anyu and Chen Xuanqi were ready to wash the dishes.

Lin Ning and Lu Yunxin, on the other hand, were very composed.

People who are health-conscious often find it hard to resist ginger.

They wouldn't understand just how terrified people who hate ginger really are.

The rotating dining table was quickly filled with delicious dishes brought out by the staff.

And in the very center was a large plate of what was called... stir-fried shredded potatoes with ginger.

Chu Xingli craned his neck to take a look.

...Why did he feel that there didn't look like there were shredded potatoes in that big plate of food at all?

But the director remained remarkably calm, so calm that Chu Xingli doubted himself but not him.

He was probably being petty. How could a highly respected person like the director do such a despicable thing?

The chief director, unaware that Chu Xingli was secretly thinking about himself, loudly repeated the game rules again.

"Every five other dishes you eat, you have to eat stir-fried shredded potatoes with ginger once, otherwise you will face punishment after the meal. It is a punishment tailor-made for you, even more terrible than eating ginger and washing dishes."

The director emphasized the word "punishment" to make everyone understand how terrible the consequences of not following the rules of the game can be.

Chu Xingli wished she could faint on the spot so she wouldn't have to do the mine-clearing.

After saying these cruel words, the director waved his hand and said, "Now, everyone, you can start eating!"

Chu Xingli finished the first five bites without hesitation, but hesitated for a long time before picking up the suspicious dish.

Only after being kindly reminded by the director from off-screen did he shakily reach out and pick up a piece of food with his chopsticks.

Bao Keming tasted ginger in his first bite, but he pretended not to notice.

After barely recovering, he looked at Chu Xingli with an expectant expression, waiting for him to put the food in his mouth before he began to laugh at him.

Luo Xiaoran didn't know what the specific punishment the director mentioned was, but he was certain that it would be an embarrassing activity that Hug would find unacceptable.

Therefore, rather than losing face, Baobao would definitely choose to suffer a short pain rather than a long one by eating ginger, so she did not stop Chu Xingli.

On the other hand, Chu Xingli was also glancing at Luo Xiaoran out of the corner of his eye.

He didn't want Luo Xiaoran to think he wasn't brave.

Chu Xingli picked up the food from the bowl and put it into her mouth with a tragic expression.

"..."

He died.

The person left a while ago.

But his expression remained quite calm and composed.

As a film emperor, Zhou Maidong cleverly transformed his expression when he ate ginger into the happy expression when he ate green beans, without letting anyone notice anything unusual.

Seeing Chu Xingli chewing the food in his mouth while maintaining a blank expression, he was truly impressed: "Xingli is so lucky, he didn't even get to eat any ginger?"

As he spoke, he looked around and asked, "Didn't anyone get any ginger?"

Zhao Anyu and Chen Xuanqi have always had poor acting skills, and upon hearing this, they immediately lowered their heads and chose not to answer.

If they don't speak, it means they haven't eaten yet.

Before the meal is even finished, someone will always give in and admit it before they can hold on any longer.

Qiao Manyun remained oblivious to the situation; what she ate was of no concern to her, as long as Chu Xingli didn't reveal her past romantic history.

Bao Keming has just lost face, so even if he were to eat firecrackers now, he wouldn't react in any different way.

He stood tall and proud, pretending nothing had happened, glanced at Chu Xingli, then looked at Luo Xiaoran, his face full of disbelief.

Are these two kids really that lucky? They took two big bites of food and didn't even get a single piece of ginger?

Luo Xiaoran's acting skills are good, so that's fine.

Did Chu Xingli really not eat any ginger, or did she eat it but stubbornly resist the urge to eat it?

After eating this dish, will everyone be a bomb disposal expert?

I can't imagine how malicious the person who made this dish must be.

With so many people, someone must have gotten some ginger, yet not a single person said a word.

[It's so satisfying to see these people trembling with fear from God's perspective, hahaha]

I'd venture a guess: I think there's no shredded potato in this dish at all.

Luo Xiaoran has never been a picky eater since he was a child.

Therefore, as long as the food on the table is not poisonous, he can eat it without any worries.

So much so that Chu Xingli had once worried that he had no sense of taste.

Or perhaps they are slow to react, needing to be hit on the back before they can offer a negative comment like, "This dish is a bit salty."

Watching Luo Xiaoran eat without changing his expression, Chu Xingli couldn't help but start to doubt his life.

Did they eat the same dish?

With such an absurdly high probability of getting ginger stuck in his hand, how could Luo Xiaoran not feel anything at all?

Was he so lucky that he didn't get to eat a single piece of ginger?

Chu Xingli was so surprised that she stopped eating and tilted her head in disbelief to look at Luo Xiaoran.

Luo Xiaoran definitely has no sense of taste.

Zhu Ji was someone who loved to watch the drama unfold.

Upon discovering that Chu Xingli was playing a trick, using the pretense of watching her husband to avoid eating the food and leaving the dreadful ginger slices for the rest of them, Zhu Ji couldn't sit still any longer.

He picked up the serving chopsticks, took a large mouthful of food from the plate of stir-fried shredded potatoes and ginger in front of Lin Ning, and stretched out his arm to put it into Chu Xingli's bowl.

He was determined to provoke Chu Xingli until he couldn't help but reveal that he had eaten ginger.

“Xingli, eat more. You’ve lost a lot of weight taking care of Ningning,” Zhu Ji said, feeling guilty but brave. His already limited vocabulary seemed even more inadequate. “It often makes my hot tears well up in my eyes.”

Lin Ning corrected softly, "...It's tears welling up in your eyes."

Chu Xingli never expected that Zhu Ji would do such a despicable thing in order to protect Lin Ning.

He turned pale instantly, but since the food was already in his bowl, it was clear that he couldn't take it out anymore.

Chu Xingli had no choice, but she couldn't lose her composure.

Losing your composure means losing.

He trembled as he gave Zhu Ji a thumbs-up, managing a weak smile to express his gratitude.

"Zhu Daniu, if you put any more food on my plate, I'll tell Ningning to treat you to good fruit and a cold shoulder."

[Zhu Daniu is so shameless, ahhh]

[Hugs, Jiang has driven me crazy, I don't even care if Zhu Daniu can understand what she means, hahaha]

[Ningning, you need to do something about Zhu Daniu! Don't let him bully my wife anymore!]

[lol] He got a good offer but was turned away; Zhu Daniu suffered from his lack of education, hahaha.

[Ranzi is too polite, otherwise he should have pried open Zhu Ji's mouth and poured the whole plate into it.]

[Hugs: As long as I don't admit it, I didn't get to eat any ginger (smile.jpg)]