"Thanks?"
Chu Shangli knew what Wei Shengfan would say next, but pretended not to know.
"Excuse me, what exactly are you thanking me for? I don't think I've done anything worthy of gratitude."
"Even though you might not admit it, I can sense that you're being deliberate in giving in to Ali. Otherwise, I wouldn't believe that this is all you can do. Rather, being able to cook something so badly is actually a reflection of your skill. There are some dishes that even inexperienced cooks can still make delicious—like hot pot or boiled shrimp. But to maintain an exquisite appearance while making the taste completely substandard is actually more difficult than the other way around, right?"
"No, that's not the case." Chu Shangli shrugged: "I don't know to what extent you overestimate me. I am very grateful for your trust in me, but as long as I have the ability, I will not hide it. Instead, I will be very high-profile, so..."
Chu Shangli licked his lips and asked, "Have you ever seen a fondant cake made with low-quality meringue frosting?"
"Fondant cake...?" Wei Shengfan was stunned for a moment -
"It's the kind that's often placed in the most conspicuous place at banquets, but usually never eaten..." Chu Shangli from the past whispered -
"Ah, that's it." Wei Shengfan nodded: "Then what?"
"What? Your fiancée actually knows more. She doesn't consider herself humble, yet you thank me instead – does it make you feel ashamed to admit that your fiancée is excellent in some ways?"
Chu Shangli deliberately used a somewhat aggressive attitude, while completely releasing his sense of oppression -
Wei Shengfan was indeed unconsciously affected by this oppressive feeling and blurted out "Yes..."
Then his pupils suddenly contracted and he quickly changed his words: "No, no, it's not that - I don't want to put too much pressure on Ali, especially since she is allergic and her body is fragile now -"
"But weren't you already under a lot of pressure when you agreed to this duel? Do you want to make a substitution now? Sure, I'll allow you to come on board—and continue competing against me. How do you say—?"
Chu Shangli stared at Chu He: "And you, Miss Chu Shangli's brother, you are the same. If you want to compete, I will also accompany you--"
"If I had known this would happen..."
Chu He let out a very weak sound from his throat, but Chu Shangli heard his brother's frustration.
In front of the camera, in front of everyone, this should be considered a great opportunity to show off.
But Chu He gave up this opportunity in vain, so he must feel very regretful.
"What?" Chu Shangli pretended not to hear anything.
"Nothing, then—after the result of the competition between my sister and you is known, are you willing to accept the increased bet?"
"Of course it's fine if you raise now and don't change the outcome after your sister and I decide the outcome."
"What's the meaning?"
"You can raise the stakes now, anyone can, and I won't change my cooking method—no, I won't make new cakes anymore. Just use the cakes I've already made to compete with me—use something other than Meisuo's qualification to continue studying as a bargaining chip—"
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