The Salted Fish And Protagonist A Ended Up Together - Chapter 18

Whatever she thought of, she became full of vitality again, but quickly turned shy, scratching her head. “It’s just that maybe… my cooking skills aren’t very good.”

Looking at the color in her eyes, Wen Mian was momentarily speechless.

She didn’t want to hurt Wang Mo’s pure heart. While she was hesitating, Wang Mo had already taken it as agreement and ran cheerfully toward the kitchen.

Wen Mian sat helplessly on the sofa, her brow lowered in deep thought, no longer looking happy as she did moments ago.

However, she soon comforted herself, whatever happens, happens. At worst, she would just refuse to eat it when the time came.

Thinking this, she slumped back onto the sofa to digest her food. Suddenly, a loud “Bang!” echoed. Wen Mian bolted upright, looking left and right. “What happened? What happened?!”

Thick smoke billowed from the kitchen, accompanied by constant coughing.

Wang Qiang’s heart skipped a beat. He shouted anxiously, “Quick, call a doctor!” With that, he was the first to rush over.

Wen Mian also stood up immediately and ran to the front of the kitchen with Gu Man. Two people stumbled out, covered in soot and grime, they were Su Shiqiu and Wang Mo.

Su Shiqiu, in particular, had a face covered in ash, and a section of her hair had been singed into a curl.

Seeing the worried staff and Wen Mian’s group, she scratched her head awkwardly and smiled. “I’m fine, I just accidentally… burned the pot…”

Wen Mian’s eyes widened, hardly believing what she was hearing. Burned the pot?

When she heard Su Shiqiu say her cooking wasn’t good earlier, she thought she was being modest. Now, looking at the smoke-filled kitchen, Wen Mian swallowed hard. She realized Su Shiqiu hadn’t been modest, she had been an understatement.

This wasn’t just “bad cooking” this person was a Kitchen Terminator!

Despite the stream of thoughts in her head, Wen Mian didn’t show it on her face. She managed to choke out, “It’s good that you’re okay.”

She turned to Wang Mo and asked worriedly, “And you?”

Wang Mo showed a bright, eight-tooth smile. “Don’t worry! I’m fine.”

The loud noise also startled Zhang Yunxi and Song Xue. Zhang Yunxi ran down with a bare face, still wearing her pajamas.

Song Xue, meanwhile, was frantically applying her makeup.

By the time Zhang Yunxi ran down, Su Shiqiu hadn’t had a chance to wash her face yet and was caught red-handed.

Zhang Yunxi’s eyes turned red instantly. Her hand trembled as she reached out to touch Su Shiqiu’s face, but she paused mid-air, asking with a choked voice, “Are you okay?”

Su Shiqiu blinked her peach-blossom eyes and proactively leaned her face into Zhang Yunxi’s palm, comforting her with a smile. “I’m fine, I have experience with this.”

Zhang Yunxi wanted to scold her. “What kind of experience is that! Seriously! Where’s the doctor? Haven’t they arrived yet?”

Su Shiqiu pulled her away, her tone full of helplessness: “Don’t cry, I’m really fine! Look…”

Their voices gradually faded away.

After this incident, Wang Qiang didn’t dare let Su Shiqiu into the kitchen again. He personally cleaned the kitchen and ordered a new pot online.

Once the order was successful, the doctor arrived. Wang Qiang immediately had the two of them checked out.

Su Shiqiu sat obediently on the sofa, her large eyes meeting the doctor’s as she followed her instructions.

Song Xue came downstairs at that moment, wearing light makeup. Seeing the doctor, she covered her mouth in surprise and asked anxiously, “What happened to Shiqiu? I’m so sorry, I’m a heavy sleeper.”

With one sentence, she skillfully explained why she was only coming down now, though no one actually cared.

Su Shiqiu shook her head and let the doctor check Wang Mo instead. She replied, “It’s nothing, the director just wanted a check-up to be safe.”

Song Xue’s eyes turned an exaggerated shade of red. She patted her chest and said with lingering fear, “That’s good then, that’s good.”

After the check-up, Xiao Meng brought the newly bought breakfast to the table and called everyone to eat.

Song Xue carefully leaned toward Gu Man, her voice sweet. “Manman, let’s have breakfast together?”

Gu Man’s brow furrowed slightly. She moved two steps away without a word and refused, “I’ve already eaten.”

Sensing Gu Man’s distance, Song Xue felt a secret bitterness and looked at Wen Mian with resentment.

Wen Mian wasn’t one to take things lying down. Her lips curled slightly. “My breakfast was made by her, too~”

Song Xue’s fists tightened suddenly, the malice on her face almost impossible to hide. She took a step forward.

The faint smile in Gu Man’s eyes turned cold, and she took a step closer to Wen Mian.

The fists at Song Xue’s sides tightened and loosened, then tightened again. Finally, she smiled and said sweetly to Gu Man, “Okay, Manman.”

The four of them walked to the dining table. It was only after Song Xue sat down that she noticed Wen Mian wasn’t there.

She gave a soft, malicious smile and asked, “Why isn’t Mianmian eating? Sister Xiao Meng bought this specially, it would be a waste if it isn’t finished, right?”

With one sentence, she tried to frame Wen Mian as someone who didn’t respect the hard work of the staff.

Zhang Yunxi immediately put down her spoon. The corners of her eyes were still a bit red and moist, but her edge was sharp. “Mianmian already ate. The staff knew that, so they didn’t buy any for her. What exactly are you planning to let her eat?”

Song Xue didn’t expect the normally shy Zhang Yunxi to be like this when angry. She gave an awkward smile.

Immediately, her eyes reddened. She looked down at her rice porridge, her movements trembling as she murmured, “Xuexue understands now.”

In her heart, however, she was cursing: And they call her shy? She’s definitely faking it! I don’t know why Su Shiqiu is so close to her!

Fortunately, this wasn’t a live broadcast, otherwise her fans would have caused another stir.

Since it was a recorded broadcast, Xiao Meng and Zhang Yunxi both curled their lips in disdain. Wang Qiang exchanged a look with the female assistant director. The assistant director moved her finger and deleted that footage, Wang Qiang looked away, pretending he hadn’t seen anything.

Because of Su Shiqiu and Wang Mo’s “injuries,” Wang Qiang didn’t issue any tasks today, letting everyone have free time.

After waiting around bored for a while, Wen Mian played with her phone, looking at the bright red lines of the stock market.

After watching for a bit, Wen Mian raised an eyebrow and decisively sold the stocks she held.

Seeing the mocking comments below, Wen Mian didn’t care at all and simply exited the app.

Song Xue was picking at her fingers, her eyes darting around. She kept watching Wen Mian out of the corner of her eye, feeling anxious and flustered. Why isn’t she nervous?!

She should be scared and miserable! Did the plan fail?

The moment that thought appeared, Song Xue’s nails dug into her palm. She shook her head. No! She must be faking it!

But a bad premonition grew in her heart. Song Xue looked toward the stairs, how could she have forgotten to bring her phone down! she thought with hidden hatred.

Just as she was about to say something so she could go upstairs, Zhang Yunxi suddenly stood up.

Song Xue’s heart jumped, her eyes filled with panic.

Wen Mian glanced at her from the side sofa, feeling speechless. With this kind of mental fortitude, she still tries to do bad things? Even mine is better than hers.

“I’ve got it! I brought Goose Head cards, let’s play together!” Zhang Yunxi turned to address everyone.

Glancing at Song Xue, who was sitting there looking like she was on pins and needles, Wen Mian’s eyes flickered. She nodded in agreement. “Sure, it’ll pass the time.”

Seeing Wen Mian agree, Gu Man put down her script, looked up at Zhang Yunxi, and said in a flat tone, “Okay.”