As soon as the door closed, Shu Jia couldn't help but change her expression and was the first to complain.
"Holy crap—Amy Yip is a monster in human form!"
Zhuo Zhiyuan is the second one!
"She's absolutely wicked!"
Linda closely followed the group of critics.
Ji Siyuan: "..."
Ji Siyuan was also helpless. It was Ye Zijin who did it, but he couldn't hold his head up in front of these people.
I always feel like this pot is big and round?
But he can't shirk the blame!
It's so frustrating!
It was extremely frustrating.
At this moment, Ji Siyuan felt that he had been completely blind all these years.
No, it's because they simply don't have eyes, that they can't see Ye Zijin's true colors.
Turning his frustration into appetite, Ji Siyuan buried himself in his food.
Zhuo Zhiyuan was displeased upon seeing this.
"Ji Siyuan, have some decency!"
You've already made mistakes, how can you still eat so heartily?
You almost finished this whole plate of braised prawns by yourself, without even leaving any for me—"
Ji Siyuan paused in his chopsticks, which were holding a shrimp, and then smoothly turned to the plate next to him.
Sweet and sour pork ribs?
Hmm—Auntie makes this dish delicious too!
He likes it too!
Ji Siyuan picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, put it in his bowl, and continued eating.
Zhuo Zhiyuan was furious!
Sweet and sour pork ribs!
He likes to eat it too!
So he quickly grabbed his chopsticks to pick it up.
"Hurry up and get on it! If you don't hurry, that pig Ji Siyuan will eat it all by himself!"
While Zhuo Zhiyuan's hands were busy, his mouth was also busy.
Shu Jia followed closely behind, becoming the second to join the food-grabbing frenzy.
The group finished the meal in a lively and enthusiastic manner, vying for every bite.
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"belch--"
After a satisfying meal, it was time for some quiet reflection.
Zhuo Zhiyuan slumped in his seat, clutching his protruding belly, and let out a satisfied burp.
Shu Jia said with obvious disgust, "Zhuo Zhiyuan, can't you be a little more mindful of your image? Everyone's here. Do you think this is your bedroom?"
Zhuo Zhiyuan had his eyes closed, smacking his lips as he savored the delicious food he had just eaten. He had no time to pay attention to Shu Jia, the queen of trash talk.
Not a single nice word came out of Shu Jia's mouth!
Even if Shu Jia's words were ten times harsher, you'd see if he was influenced by Shu Jia even slightly; he wouldn't be Zhuo Zhiyuan!
Zhuo Zhiyuan remained silent, and now it was Shu Jia who felt uncomfortable.
I feel like the words I say are like a fart, gone and forgotten, having no effect whatsoever.
Shu Jia was depressed.
I poured myself a full glass of cola and downed it in one gulp, which made me feel a little better.
"Are we still discussing video accounts?"
Linda asked tentatively.
Judging from how relaxed everyone looks, they don't seem to have anything serious to discuss.
It looked like she had just come back from a foot massage parlor.
Cough cough—
Comparing eating to foot massage is a little inappropriate.
But I must say, this description is just right!
What a meal!
Just two words.
That feels so good!
Zhuo Zhiyuan was slumped in his seat, with half of his body almost sliding under the table.
After Linda finished speaking, he only raised his head slightly, but his body did not move at all.
"Let's talk! Let's talk however we want! I'm sitting here comfortably!"
Linda: This guy is unreliable!
"Let's talk, wait until I've finished clearing the table!"
Chi Chan was, after all, the host.
After finishing eating and resting for a while, she diligently stood up and cleared the table of dishes.
Linda readily agreed and got up to help.
His movements were fluid and practiced.
You can tell they do this kind of work all the time.
Ji Siyuan glanced at Shu Jia and Zhuo Zhiyuan.
The two remained slumped in their chairs, motionless, busy bickering and engaging in various playful antics.
Well, this kind of scene probably happened frequently even before he joined this small group!
Ji Siyuan hesitated for a moment, then chose to join Linda's team and help Chi Chan with her work.
Chi Chan cleared away some of the bowls and chopsticks and came back in. Just then, she saw Ji Siyuan staring at the remaining soup and broth in the plate with a look of great alarm.
His brows were furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.
He looked conflicted, wanting to make a move but unsure where to begin.
So I had no choice but to first watch how Linda did it, and then try to do it myself; then I would watch how Linda did it again, and then try to do it myself.
The whole process was done with utmost care, for fear that any remaining oil from the dish might spill onto the table or the floor.
At this moment, Chi Chan found it quite novel and amusing to see Ji Siyuan clumsily clearing the table.
The handsome young man in the white shirt really doesn't match this leftover food at all!
"Put it down, Linda and I will clean it up. Look at Zhuo Zhiyuan and Shu Jia, all they do is eat!"
"Yeah, my idol, we're so clumsy, let's not go and make things worse."
Shu Jia followed suit and offered her advice.
"Ji Siyuan, stop making things worse! If you break the plate, Auntie will be heartbroken!"
Zhuo Zhiyuan responded to Shu Jia's words in a nonchalant manner.
Although the tone wasn't very friendly, it was still a way of telling Ji Siyuan to stop and rest.
Shu Jia felt embarrassed to come over and freeload the last few times, and felt that she had to do some work to feel at ease.
As a result, several plates broke.
The oil splattered all over the floor, and it took Chi Chan and her aunt a long time to clean it up afterwards.
From then on, she felt perfectly at ease coming here and only taking on the responsibility of cooking.
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