Ning Qiluo was stunned after hearing this. She knew the point Jiang Zhaoying made, but she didn't expect Fu Shi to be one of these people, someone who was naturally very good at drinking.
There's a saying that you can train your alcohol tolerance, but that's not true. The chances of training your alcohol tolerance are very, very small, because alcohol tolerance is mostly innate.
Upon hearing Jiang Zhaoying's words, Fu Shi smiled deeply. Her radiant skin, partially obscured by Jiang Zhaoying's silhouette, possessed a hazy, mysterious quality.
She rested her elbows on the table, her palm supporting her chin, and said, "I didn't realize you knew me so well."
Jiang Zhaoying had just peeled a shrimp and put it in her mouth when she heard Fu Shi's words, and her mouth felt tasteless: "Because of that accident, how could I not understand you?!"
It's strange, really.
Fu Shi is someone with such a high alcohol tolerance.
Despite being drunk and practically powerless, he harbored malicious intentions towards this man who could lift a bar with one hand and was also skilled in Taekwondo.
Although this was puzzling, Jiang Zhaoying wasn't that stupid. After all, plenty of women wanted to get into his bed. Fu Shi must secretly like him, and taking advantage of his drunkenness, she half-heartedly took advantage of him and then claimed he forced her?
Who would believe that if I told them?
Well, now I believe it even if I didn't want to.
Fu Shi could tell that Jiang Zhaoying's words had a hidden meaning, so she didn't respond. She picked up a shrimp and peeled it herself, her movements extremely nimble. After peeling it, Jiang Zhaoying thought it was for him, but in the blink of an eye, he saw Fu Shi put the shrimp into Ning Qiluo's bowl.
Ning Qiluo was flattered: "Thank you."
"You're my sister-in-law, don't be so polite with me." Fu Shi ladled some soup from the stew pot for Ning Qiluo and placed it in front of her: "Sister-in-law, drink up. What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."
Ning Qiluo was drinking the soup that Fu Shisheng had brought her. When she heard that Fu Shisheng had made her some food, she choked slightly, coughed lightly, and said, "I have my own private kitchen and a cook, so I won't trouble you."
"Oh, how can this be considered troublesome? It's fate that we get to eat the food I cook, and it's someone I really like, sister-in-law. I really like you, I was interested in you at first sight."
Ning Qiluo: "..." Uh...
Fu Shi is a straightforward person, and she speaks directly and clearly.
It made her unable to refuse her.
Jiang Zhaoying was secretly amused, and Fu Shi noticed him and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Jiang Zhaoying replied with a smile: "Do you think your cooking skills can compare to someone else's small kitchen and skilled cook?"
"What, am I a bad cook?" Fu Shi said in a defiant tone, "Jiang Zhaoying, I learned my cooking skills from you. If it's not good enough, then let's keep practicing."
These words were spoken.
Jiang Zhaoying almost fainted, but before she could, she hurriedly said, "No need, I think it's already very good. Your cooking skills are the fastest and best I've ever seen. No one can compare to you. I'm telling you the truth, don't disbelieve me."
This will to survive is truly something else.
Ning Qiluo almost burst out laughing.
But the next second, after Fu Shi said "I believe you," she said to Ning Qiluo, "Then it's settled, sister-in-law. While you're filming on set, I'll make an extra portion of food every day and bring it to you."
"Um, I think..."
Ning Qiluo was trying to find the right words to refuse.
Jiang Zhaoying pointed out directly: "Forget it. Although I, Jiang Zhaoying, am bold, I still dare not take this kind of risk. When the city gate catches fire, the fish in the moat suffer. If something really goes wrong, it will be two lives lost. My brother will put the greater good before family."
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