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After Qu Sheng and Lian An returned to the villa, the producer stood in the center of the living room, holding a task card, interrupting the four groups of guests who were chatting and laughing, and gave a mysterious smile.

"You all had a great day on your dates, but there's an important task coming up..."

"That's a cooking showdown between couples!"

"Each group of guests needs to work together to prepare at least one dish, and then vote anonymously. The winning group will have the privilege of choosing their date location first tomorrow."

"There are no restrictions on the dishes. There are all kinds of ingredients prepared by the production team on the long table over there, and we have also set up four temporary kitchens in the courtyard outside. All guests can feel free to improvise."

After the producer announced the task, Nan Qing and the others looked in the direction he pointed. Sure enough, the long dining table was filled with all kinds of ingredients. Everyone got up and walked over there, thinking and discussing what to do next.

Looking at the dazzling array of ingredients in front of her, Nan Qing nudged Gu Beiyan's arm, who was standing next to her, and whispered:

"Gu Beiyan, I can't cook."

Can you?

Of the four groups of guests, only she and Gu Beiyan remained standing at the table without moving, while the others had already begun selecting ingredients. Lian An took the beautifully marbled piece of beef, while Qu Sheng held several potatoes and tomatoes in her hand.

Bai Youyuan also directed Xie Chi, saying that she wanted to eat pan-fried lamb chops and braised seafood.

Xie Chi was clearly an expert; he picked and chose, filling a large basket in front of him with various ingredients.

Although Shen Yao seemed a bit confused, Jiang Fan had already told everyone that she was a good cook, so she brought a lot of ingredients, clearly preparing to make a big splash.

Actually, Gu Beiyan couldn't cook either, but he took out his phone, glanced at Nan Qing, and asked:

What would you like to eat?

Nan Qing glanced at the ingredients on the table that hadn't been picked over yet, pointing to the fish head and the fresh, live prawns.

"I want to eat steamed fish head with chopped chili and braised prawns."

With a light tap of his finger, he immediately searched for the ingredients and seasonings needed for chopped chili fish head and braised shrimp on his phone. Then, referring to the ingredient list, he put the fish head, fresh black tiger shrimp, chili peppers, ginger, garlic, scallions, fermented black beans, light soy sauce, and other seasonings into a small basket next to him.

Even while selecting the various seasonings he could use, he continued to ask Nanqing:

"Only these two?"

Nan Qing noticed that he had just searched for a cooking tutorial, which was exactly the same as the one he used to make tiramisu. He seemed completely unconcerned about the possibility of making it poorly.

However, judging from the ingredients on the table, there was nothing she wanted to eat, so she honestly shook her head, indicating that these two were enough.

When Nanqing and he arrived at the small courtyard in front of the villa with the ingredients, the other three groups had already started processing the ingredients or heating the oil in the woks.

Four cooking counters are placed on the right side of the small garden, with plenty of space between them, which is indeed much more convenient than being crammed into the kitchen.

Moreover, there were beautiful clouds on the horizon, and the entire garden was bathed in the twilight. Cooking together in such a setting would be a unique experience.

Gu Beiyan put down what he was holding, and then naturally took out his phone from his pocket and handed it to Nan Qing.

"Could you search for a recipe for steamed fish head with chopped chili peppers?"

Nan Qing took the phone. His phone's screen saver was simple: a picture of the starry sky.

"Gu Beiyan, the login password."

Gu Beiyan was arranging the ingredients one by one when he heard Nan Qing's question. Without hesitation, he replied directly:

"today."

Neither of them seemed to consider that they were being broadcast live; one dared to ask, and the other dared to answer.

"today?"

"That's not right, the password is six digits."

Gu Beichen held a bunch of scallions in his hand, turned his head, looked at Nan Qing who had a puzzled expression, slowed down his speech, and clearly read out a string of numbers in a tone that was almost ritualistic.

“”

That's right, it's today, because today is the day he met her.

It might seem a little strange, but the moment he saw her, his heart pounded violently in his chest. It wasn't the initial thrill of seeing her for the first time, but rather a sense of almost destiny.

He even felt a sense of absurdity, a feeling that... it was as if after a thousand years of endless reincarnation, he had finally met the person he had been waiting for today.

Nan Qing was looking down at her phone, scrolling through her phone screen, intently searching for a recipe for chopped chili fish head, completely unaware that her elbow was occasionally brushing against Gu Beiyan's arm because of her movements.

(So ​​many tutorials, which one should I choose...?)

(I'm craving He Monian's chopped chili fish head. I'm looking at the tutorial to learn, but I don't know if Gu Beiyan is reliable.)

"Bang--"

The cleaver was suddenly chopped deep into the cutting board. Nan Qing was startled and trembled. Gu Beiyan coldly pulled out the blade and ran his fingertips along the sharp edge.

His knuckles, gripping the knife hilt, were slightly white, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged, yet he still asked in an unusually gentle voice:

"Have you made your choice?"

Looking at Nan Qing's exquisite face, Gu Beiyan pressed the tip of his tongue against his palate, grinding the three words "He Monian" between his teeth. He didn't want to question or point it out, but the appearance of this name made his eyes carry a strange calmness.

Nan Qing had been diligently following the tutorial, so she was indeed startled by the noise. She looked up at Gu Beiyan, but saw that he still had a calm expression and nothing seemed amiss, so she held her phone up to him.

"I've chosen one. This one should have a comprehensive selection. Take a look."

(Her personality is just like Qin Mobei's, so weird...)

The appearance of yet another man's name made Gu Beiyan's heart sink again. He turned to look at his phone screen, chuckled, and replied with an "okay." But in that chuckle, there was a bitterness and obsession that no one else could understand.

Looking at the tutorial on making chopped chili fish, he raised his hand and slashed the fish gills with the blade. His movements were swift and almost cruel, yet his expression remained incredibly calm. Bright red blood spread from the cutting board onto the work surface, the color of which resembled the possessiveness buried deep in his heart.

Qin Mobei.....

He Monian.....

Who else could it be?

The blade in his hand suddenly paused. He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were calm again.

"Qingqing, please bring me that bigger glass bowl."

Since you have so many people in your heart...

I don't mind.

Wipe them all out, one by one!