I'm the Culinary God

Shen Jiayue spoke rather subtly.

In fact, at this moment in the group [Good Sisters, Cup Size Never Shrinks], everyone was giving Zeng Xiaoqi advice:

"Don’t tie your hair back, just go with big waves. It seems like guys all like the bad sister look, your temperament naturally fits."

"Remember to dress maturely but still a little sexy, like wearing thigh-high socks or garters under a trench coat, topped with high-heeled over-the-knee boots, which guy could resist that?"

"It’s too cold at night, so it’s suitable to wear a high-necked fitted sweater, taking off the trench coat shows off your figure even more, even an A-cup can look like a C-cup."

"Remember to wear light makeup, not heavy makeup, heavy makeup makes people feel distant, and if he kisses your face, at least he won’t get a mouthful of putty."

"..."

In the neighborhood behind Lin Ji’s Food, Zeng Xiaoqi looked at the suggestions one by one and couldn’t help but frown.

What on earth is this? I’m just invited to a meal, why does it feel like I’m seducing him?

Chen Yuanyuan, having just got off work, sat cross-legged on the sofa, eating the steamed buns and rice with braised tofu skin and meat that Zeng Xiaoqi brought from the shop and couldn’t help but say:

"Don’t listen to them, they’re all single dogs, whatever advice can they give? Just dress up a little bit and go, maybe he’s just grateful for you accompanying him to get bandaged."

Sister Yuanyuan, although not adding to the excitement in the group, was analyzing like an experienced fisherman who showed up with his fishing gear at the river.

Zeng Xiaoqi thought about it and felt this advice was good, then went to her room and changed into thick leggings, a high-necked sweater, a long down jacket, and slipped on a pair of Martin boots, ready to leave.

Chen Yuanyuan curiously asked:

"Are you coming back tonight? If not, I’ll lock the door later."

Zeng Xiaoqi: "..."

Do I usually act desperate to get married?

She snorted:

"If you dare lock me out, I’ll crawl into your bed when I get back, after all, my hands and feet easily get cold, I’ll just rely on you to warm me up."

Chen Yuanyuan was taken aback by this rascal talk, hurry and get married, so I can have some peace.

Zeng Xiaoqi slung her bag over her shoulder and proudly went out the door.

Half an hour later, she met Qi Siming, who’d taken a taxi to Sanlitun:

"Why didn’t you ride your motorcycle?"

"There are too many cars and people today, I was afraid there wouldn’t be a place to park. Director Zeng, this is a small gift from my mom to thank you for accompanying me to the clinic last time."

Qi Siming handed over a small bag—it was a Burberry scarf.

Zeng Xiaoqi initially didn’t want to accept it, but since it was given by a parent and Qi Siming had a valid reason, she accepted it.

Although Director Zeng appeared very reserved throughout the process, she was already crafting several bragging posts in her mind to share with the group.

The two chatted as they aimlessly strolled around.

There were lots of people nearby, all waiting for the New Year countdown.

Some old-school photographers holding cameras were also tirelessly stationed at the street corner, every beautiful woman couldn’t escape their lens.

As they walked, they saw a crowd of people gathered:

"Wow, another win, another win, this girl has amazing luck!"

"No wonder she’s the claw machine nemesis."

"Sis, can you help me win a Pikachu? I’ll pay."

"I want Lazy Goat, I’ll pay you too."

"Sis is amazing, help me win a Shrek."

"Sis is awesome, a Peppa Pig, please!"

"..."

Zeng Xiaoqi was originally not interested in such occasions, but today Chen Yan was going on and on about clearing out three claw machines herself, so she had some interest in the activity.

Especially the title ’claw machine nemesis’, could it be that Yan Baobao has a rival?

She led Qi Siming into the crowd and saw Chen Yan, focused intently on operating the claw machine.

??????

The dignified CEO of Joyful Media, a millionaire CEO, was actually this childish?

Ren Jie, smiling, was accompanying her, surrounded by a group of ecstatic kids, who would think it was like a kindergarten teacher leading children to raid the claw machines.

Zeng Xiaoqi took out her phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to the group.

To let everyone see what it looks like when President Chen shows childlike enthusiasm.

In the living room, Shen Jiayue was curled up on the sofa eating snow pears, saw the photo, and grinningly shook her phone in front of Dundun:

"Son, look at how childish Auntie is!"

Dundun: "..."

Sorry, I don’t have such a stupid relative.

Kindly blessed her with a day of good luck, and it turned into nothing but claw machines.

This cat has never seen such a foolish person!

"You don’t like Auntie? Coincidentally, neither do I. Someone approaching forty playing such childish games, bullying the claw machine, how about a cooking contest with me?"

Even while saying she didn’t like Chen Yan, she was flipping through today’s attraction techniques shared by Chen Yan:

"White lace stockings + high heels + nun outfit — your brother-in-law will be utterly dazed."

Shen Jiayue had already bought this ’battle suit’, it was sitting in the bedroom now, but when to put it on for Xu Bao’s surprise?

Shen Jiayue planned to wait until Lin Xu was finished to act.

At nine thirty in the evening, Lin Xu had finished editing the video and also made some steamed sturgeon. Dundun’s was steamed directly, while Lin Xu and Shen Jiayue’s had been marinated, then drizzled with steamed fish sauce and scalded with hot oil.

The fish was tender, it tasted delicious.

Having eaten to their fill, cleaned up the kitchen, Lin Xu prepared to take a bath in the bathroom, to welcome the new year, of course, he had to be clean.