Chapter 162: CEO Qin, Proud and Unyielding All His Life

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Su Wanning’s words practically laid everything bare. Even the slowest netizens caught on immediately.

“Exactly, why does Yin Shanshan always say the wrong things? She’s been in the entertainment industry for so long—shouldn’t she know better than to miss something like this?”

“Whatever else, she’s been around for years. She should know what’s appropriate to joke about and what’s not.”

“Right? Because of her, Yu Xin just now got cyberbullied by fans from the other side. So shameless!”

“She’s clearly putting on a show, dragging others into her mess to boost her own popularity. So calculating.”

“Can everyone please be reasonable? Don’t just listen to whoever shouts the loudest.”

“Yin Shanshan has always been straightforward and honest; no need to throw dirt on her.”

“Speaking of which, wasn’t Su Wanning considered the most scheming one when the show first started filming?”

After Su Wanning spoke, Yin Shanshan stayed silent for a long while. It wasn’t until Qin Jingchen approached and saw so many people gathered inside and outside the kitchen that he curiously asked, “Did the director assign a task? Why are so many people in the kitchen?”

At that moment, Tian Boyu, who was standing nearest the kitchen door, stepped inside and went over to Su Wanning, quietly asking, “Do you need any help?”

Su Wanning was nearly done wrapping the wontons in her hands. She didn’t hesitate and pointed to the stove next to her, casually instructing, “Oh, could you boil some water? The wontons are ready to go in.”

Seeing no one else respond, Yu Xin kindly spoke up, “No, everyone was just hungry and came to see if there was anything to eat, and then found Su Wanning, our little busy bee, wrapping wontons for us!”

“Is that so?”

Qin Jingchen’s gaze naturally landed on Su Wanning. Though there was quite a distance between them, Su Wanning’s heart inexplicably skipped a beat at that look.

The next moment, Qin Jingchen stepped inside and stood not far from her.

“You’re working so hard—why not rest a little longer? If there’s anything you want to eat, just tell me in advance and I’ll have someone prepare it.”

His words were considerate and attentive, causing the others nearby to look on with envy—except for Su Wanning, whose smile was a painful mix of laughter and tears.

“No need. There are plenty of ingredients here. It’s easy enough for me to prepare whatever I want, and everyone else needs to eat too.”

“No problem. If anyone needs anything, just let me know early. I actually know how to boil water, too.”

Qin Jingchen hadn’t said much, but somehow managed to steer the conversation toward boiling water. Even the usually oblivious Tian Boyu paused his movements by the sink.

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Only Su Wanning remained caught up in the lingering sweetness of Qin Jingchen’s words, naturally missing the implication and nodding casually.

“Mm, actually, our show always encourages doing things yourself to be self-sufficient. If you prepared everything, what would the director even be filming?”

Having said that, Su Wanning looked up at the screen, hoping for support from the viewers, but was instead met with a flood of exclamation marks on the live comments.

“Mr. Qin can’t be Mr. Qin—he’s so thoughtful!”

“Where do you find such a devoted husband?”

“Why does this sound so fake? Isn’t he just putting on a show to build his image?”

“Are you all okay? Mr. Qin isn’t debuting, what’s the point of building an image?”

“Look at Su Wanning’s expression—so funny. She’s like a mute whenever Qin Jingchen is around. Didn’t she talk a lot when teaching us about dating?”

“Mr. Qin’s secretly jealous, right?”

“I feel like Mr. Qin and Tian Boyu are about to fight.”

“Fight! Fight!”

Jokes about a fight between Qin Jingchen and Tian Boyu flooded the comments thousands of times, startling Su Wanning.

She still didn’t fully understand why Qin Jingchen had suddenly come to film the show with her. She vaguely felt he was deliberately trying to entrap her, but if Tian Boyu got dragged into her troubles, it would weigh heavily on her heart.

So, unaware of the full situation, Su Wanning hurriedly said, “But you’re right. There are only two male guests on the show now, so you should do a bit more. You can handle the rest of the wonton wrappers!”

Relieved, Su Wanning sighed inwardly.

One person boils water, the other prepares the wrappers—both have tasks, so there’s no favoritism or complaints.

Yet the viewers naturally misinterpreted her words.

“Sure enough, Su Wanning’s afraid of Mr. Qin’s jealousy and is trying to please him.”

“This pair cracks me up.”

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“Old couples argue at the head of the bed and make up at the foot; nothing can’t be solved. Hurry back to your room and get in bed!”

“I second that. Better to settle it in private.”

Qin Jingchen stepped forward, furrowing his brows slightly as he looked down at the chopping board, where only a small piece of dough remained. Su Wanning had thought the remaining work was light and that it wouldn’t be too hard to hand it over to Qin Jingchen.

But she forgot that Qin Jingchen didn’t know how to handle dough. Standing there, he was internally struggling fiercely—his anxiety far greater than when facing a contract worth hundreds of millions.

The last time he messed up the flour, Su Wanning was angry for days, blaming him for wasting food. But this time...

If he tried to fake it and messed up again, Su Wanning would surely be mad. But if he admitted he couldn’t do it, she’d think he was making her lose face.

He pondered for a long moment until Fang Wei, having finished the dough, coughed awkwardly.

Only then did Qin Jingchen look up and precisely meet the gaze of Tian Boyu, who had already boiled the water. He said calmly,

“Yeah, my wife’s right. Please handle the dough. I’ll start cooking the wontons.”

Without missing a beat, Qin Jingchen walked over to the stove, naturally giving up the space at the chopping board.

“Did you forget? Mr. Qin can’t handle dough!”

“Su Wanning’s deliberately making things hard for him, isn’t she?”

“He’s smart—can’t disobey his wife’s orders but dares not mess up!”

“Mr. Qin is always so determined.”

Thanks to the comments reminding her, Su Wanning finally remembered that Qin Jingchen really didn’t know how to work dough. She regretted it so much she wished she could go back and bite her tongue off.

Fortunately, Qin Jingchen had already picked up some wontons wrapped earlier and dropped them into the boiling water. He even gently stirred them with a spoon to prevent sticking, his movements graceful and efficient—truly a sight to behold.

“Breakfast will be ready soon. Everyone, please wait outside.”

(End of chapter)