The Female Lead Has No Cheats-Chapter 173: Dynamic Prince Lu Ting (1)
Li Murou’s assistant was so disgusted by the stench that she ended up vomiting for half an hour in the toilet.
When she came out, her colleague patted her back in concern and asked, “Are you alright? You were fine in the kitchen. Why did you suddenly throw up?”
The assistant recalled the foul smell earlier and vomited again. However, her stomach was already empty, so she couldn’t retch anything out.
“It’s Boss’s food. It smells terrible…I don’t know what happened, but the Boss’s cooking suddenly did a 180. It started to smell really disgusting. Not only that, Boss even asked the guests to leave before they even ate anything.”
“You remember Director Wei?” The colleague asked in a whisper. “Director Wei’s food also tasted really nasty too that day. It smelled so bad I could smell it from a distance. And I thought Director Wei farted or something…Speaking of which, is Boss really the one who made food that smells like that? I was standing right next to her when she was cooking and I didn’t sense anything at all. Has Boss been experimenting with some sort of dark cuisine? I’m really curious what sort of ingredients she’s using. How could the food turn that disgusting?”
“You think it’s some sort of special spice? You can improve the taste if you use it right, but use it wrong and it turns gross?”
“It’s possible.” The staff lowered her voice further. “If you can get evidence of Boss’s food smelling bad, you might even be able to earn a quick buck on the net. The Boss has been getting really popular recently and both a Film Emperor and a big director have been frequenting her blog. She can be considered an internet celeb now, right?”
“How could there be any evidence? It’s not like I can record it on video. Don’t think about these things anymore. We’re taking salary from the boss, how could we betray her?”
“Right…”
The two quietly discussed Li Murou’s cooking skills, but no matter how they thought about it, they couldn’t recall what sort of condiments Li Murou put in her food. They couldn’t even recall the steps she used while cooking.
It was as if those memories were taken straight out of their brains.
Both of them scratched the back of their heads in unison, both confused.
“Alright, get back to work. The Boss’s temper has been terrible lately. We can’t aggravate her.”
“Yeah.”
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On the other hand, Lin Yueqi’s family of three came out of the hot pot restaurant. While waiting for the car at the side of the road, Tuantuan patted her belly, looking satisfied. “Tuantuan is so full~ What about you, Papa?”
Lu Ting gave a slight nod. “I’m very full too.”
Lin Yueqi exercised a good deal and also burned a lot of energy. From the time she finished exercising, her body had been in an extreme state of hunger, but she still had to endure the temptation of food.
Lu Ting was also a really ruthless person to go to such an extent in order to train her willpower.
Her desire to lose weight was also very strong, but she was clear that she may not be able to persevere without eating some meat if not for Lu Ting’s help.
On the way back, Lin Yueqi fell down to Tuantuan’s thighs and fell asleep. Meanwhile, the satiated Tuantuan fell sideways onto Lu Ting’s leg.
The girl rested her head on her Papa’s legs while saying sweetly, “Papa, when Tuantuan grows up, does Tuantuan have to lose weight too?”
“If you’re fat and healthy, then Papa won’t interfere with it.” Lu Ting continued after a pause, “But if you’re fat and unhealthy, then you have Mama as an example in the future.”
Tuantuan, “…”
While sleeping, Lin Yueqi muttered in a daze, “Old Lu, you’re a real devil…”
Back home.
Lin Yueqi and Tuantuan changed into comfortable clothes after taking a shower, and they both laid on bed together watching “We Bare Ducks”.
When Lu Ting came in with a photo album, he saw the mother and daughter duo leaning against the bed while covered with a blanket on their bodies, yet their legs were showing. From his perspective, he was just able to see their big and small feet.
The two were staring at the animation projected onto the wall and discussing in a serious matter which of the ducks would make suitable husbands. From the tone of their discussion, you couldn’t hear any age difference between them at all.
