Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 132: Besiege Wei to Rescue Zhao

"What’s the big deal? It’s not like it’s anything important. Why are you being so harsh..."

She was always like this, flighty when it came to anything unrelated to Mechas. Mo Si explained that he wanted to recruit Jiang Qiuqiu into the military, adding, "If you say it to me, I can just scold you if I don’t want to hear it. But if you say it at an inappropriate time, you’ll only make a shy girl nervous. Comrade Mo Chengyu, I hope that in the future, you will view my relationship with Jiang Qiuqiu normally."

"Don’t interfere with my assessment and recruitment of her."

Everything he said was so incredibly formal that it completely dashed Mo Chengyu’s hopes. ’Alright, fine. I shouldn’t have expected a fairy-tale romance from a total blockhead. I shouldn’t have imagined some fated encounter with a cook.’

’My brother has always been this pragmatic. All his interest in her was just about recruiting her.’

’...Seriously.’

’If only he put as much thought into finding a girlfriend as he does into finding soldiers.’

"I get it."

"I won’t make these kinds of jokes anymore."

"So you know you were just joking." Mo Si told his little sister, "Watch fewer strange movies and things like that from now on. In my eyes, Jiang Qiuqiu is still just a young girl. Don’t keep having these unrealistic ideas."

"I know..."

After lecturing his sister, Mo Si still didn’t get up from his chair at the dining table.

He had the housekeeper robot quickly clear the dishes from the table, then ordered Mo Chengyu to take the robot and return the items to Jiang Qiuqiu’s house.

"She might be in a hurry to use the dishes. You take them back."

Having just been scolded, Mo Chengyu had no energy for anything. She mumbled a soft "oh," and soon, she left the small villa with her Left and Right Guardians.

Only after everyone had left did Mo Si slowly stand up. He then quickly went to the top floor, to the small room that was temporarily his.

The familiar tide of spiritual power, the familiar loss of control.

And in front of the mirror, the familiar tail, ’blooming’ and swaying.

’This can’t go on.’

...

「Next door.」

After getting back, Jiang Qiuqiu started preparing for today’s culinary showcase. The previous "Gugu Bird Meat Special" was over, and Jiang Qiuqiu hadn’t decided on the next themed special yet. For now, she had more freedom in what she cooked.

Her fans all said that even though they couldn’t eat meat anymore, they were still excited to see the menu every day!

’So, what should I make today?’

Opening the temperature-controlled container where she stored her food, she was met with a dazzling array of ingredients. Jiang Qiuqiu had originally planned to bring back the braised pork rice from before. But, after the day she’d had, she suddenly felt it had been a little sweet.

’Then I should bring back a dish that fits the mood! I don’t think I’ve ever brought back the small cakes, so I’ll make that dessert today.’

Just as she finished beating the eggs, Mo Chengyu’s extremely piercing voice came from the doorway.

"Qiuqiu! Are you there? I brought your stuff back!"

She wiped her hands and went to the door.

"Sister Chengyu, you could have just had the robot bring it over. Why’d you have to make the trip yourself?" Qiuqiu said with a smile. "It’s too much trouble for you."

"Not at all! I wanted to come over and chat with you myself! Do you have time to answer a few questions for me?"

"Whatever you want to ask, come on in. We can talk while I make the cake."

Although what she had to say was important, when Mo Chengyu heard the word "cake," she couldn’t help but ask first, "Are you making cake today? The same sweet kind we had last time?"

"That’s right."

!

Mo Chengyu clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes sparkling. "Can I have some then?"

"Of course, you can! You can have as much as you want!"

"That’s great!" she chirped, happily following Jiang Qiuqiu into the kitchen.

Then Qiuqiu asked her, "By the way, Sister Chengyu, you said just now you wanted to ask me a few questions. What were they?"

...

"Hang on, let me think." She had been so happy that she’d actually forgotten her questions.

’Oh, right, right! I remember now.’

"Qiuqiu, while I was out today, you were alone with that Black Hole, right? What do you think of him? Did he give you a hard time this afternoon?"