Chapter 12: The Film Emperor Has a Black-Hearted Vixen in His Care

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Shen Lü looked puzzled. "You know how to cook?"

Everyone instinctively turned their gaze to Su Tang. Usually, Su Tang was the type to slack off whenever possible during work, yet now she had volunteered to take on this task herself, which naturally piqued their curiosity.

Even the viewers in the live chat were confused.

Aotuman: [This Su Tang... is she really sure she can cook?]

Cute Tian: [Why are you so concerned? If she wants to do it, just let her.]

Tian Tian the Cutie: [Exactly, if she’s willing to embarrass herself, don’t stop her.]

Hulala: [Temperament of Wen Tian’s fans is really intense…]

Salted Egg Superman: [Indeed…]

Su Tang scratched her nose. "I’ve done it a few times before, so I should still remember." In truth, she had cooked this dish thousands of times.

Song Heqing gave Su Tang a doubtful look. "Are you sure you can handle it? If there’s any trouble, call me immediately, okay?"

He had the feeling that ever since their last meeting, Su Tang seemed different from before.

Moreover, from that day until now, he couldn’t stop thinking about the strange flutter he felt in his heart that day.

This made him want to pay extra attention to Su Tang from time to time.

However, previously Su Tang preferred not to act if she didn’t need to, so now Song Heqing was somewhat worried.

Su Tang quickly nodded obediently and smiled brightly at Song Heqing, "Yes, got it, Brother Song." While speaking and maintaining eye contact with Song Heqing, she subtly employed her charm technique once more.

Chang Qinghua, noticing this, clapped his hands. "Alright, let’s get started."

Their locked gazes were interrupted by the unaware Chang Qinghua. Su Tang glanced at Song Heqing’s reaction and sighed inwardly, feeling a bit disappointed.

Song Heqing, meanwhile, once again felt his heart race. He stared blankly at Su Tang’s back until Chang Qinghua came over and called him back to reality.

Hulala: [Why does Su Tang look a bit clumsy?]

Salted Egg Superman: [She’s straightforward, that’s true, and a bit silly too, I guess.]

Aotuman: [I can see it…]

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Balala: [Honestly, I kinda find it cute?]

They handled the remaining four chickens and four fish, then stored three chickens and two fish in the freezer.

Song Heqing took two fish over to prepare them, with Chang Qinghua assisting.

Shen Lü came over to help Su Tang. Wen Tian seemed like she wanted to help but was really just there to watch the show. She followed Su Tang closely, noticing that Su Tang hadn’t picked up anything and went to the storage room to grab a small shovel before heading outside.

"Tang Tang, what are you planning to do?" Wen Tian asked.

Shen Lü followed behind her. "Are you going to dig? I’ve seen someone make Beggar’s Chicken before, so I know a bit about it."

Su Tang nodded. "Right, I’m going to dig a pit to prepare." This rustic, low-tech method produced an exceptional Beggar’s Chicken.

Wen Tian was eager to see Su Tang’s embarrassing failure. Even Song Heqing was uncertain about the dish, so she was curious to see how Su Tang would pull it off.

Su Tang had previously been unwilling to do any work or learn anything, so Wen Tian did not believe Su Tang truly knew how to make Beggar’s Chicken. She assumed Su Tang had just glanced at the recipe and thought she could do it.

Wen Tian was more than happy to watch Su Tang embarrass herself in front of everyone.

Su Tang found a good spot and began digging with the small shovel.

She looked up at Shen Lü. "Shen Lü, could you bring me a basin? I want to put some soil in it."

Shen Lü nodded, casting a quick glance at Wen Tian before turning to get the basin.

Wen Tian squatted next to Su Tang. "Are you really sure, Tang Tang?" She always appeared gentle and kind on camera.

Su Tang didn’t look up, focused on digging. She just nodded. "If it goes wrong, I’ll just eat it myself."

"But... but..." Wen Tian looked troubled but finally said, "If you mess it up, isn’t that wasting food? We only have this much meat..."

At that moment, Shen Lü returned with the basin and scoffed at Wen Tian’s words. "Didn’t she already say that? If she messes up, she’ll eat it herself. How is that wasting food?"

"But then others have less to eat. You have to think about everyone." Wen Tian said with feigned concern.

Su Tang didn’t bother responding; anyone with eyes and ears would find Wen Tian’s words irritating.

But Shen Lü couldn’t stand it. He wasn’t going to pity her. "Everyone else left at least two prey each. What about you?" He spoke without giving Wen Tian any face.

Wen Tian was stumped, then pitifully replied, "I only caught two in total..."

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Shen Lü stood up, arms crossed, looking down at Wen Tian. "So you just comfortably sold all your prey for game coins, thinking that since others left plenty, it’s fine?"

Su Tang silently curled her lips and kept shoveling soil into the basin without a word.

Wen Tian’s face flushed red. She suddenly stood up. "Shen Lü, what... what do you mean?!"

"Just what it looks like. Isn’t that right? You want to gain game coins while feeling justified eating the prey we caught." Shen Lü’s gaze was sharp and cold, showing no softness just because Wen Tian was a girl.

Wen Tian’s face turned red and green in turn. She stammered, looking at Shen Lü guiltily but couldn’t find a response.

Shen Lü sneered. "So just sit there quietly and stop with the sarcastic remarks."

At this, Su Tang picked up the basin and stood. "Alright, stop arguing. Wen Tian, why don’t you sit in the pavilion and rest? You’re not eating anyway, so no need to help."

Wen Tian was furious but helpless; cameras were everywhere, and she couldn’t lash out.

She snorted coldly, stomped her foot, and went to rest in the pavilion.

Sitting alone there, Wen Tian’s eyes darkened as she watched Su Tang intently.

She didn’t know what Su Tang was up to—whether to reinvent her image or seek favor—but she was determined not to let Su Tang succeed.

And Shen Lü! How could those two be so disgusting to her just now! Wen Tian was furious just thinking about it.

Shen Lü’s darling: [Oh my, how strange~ Why aren’t Wen Tian’s fans coming out to stir trouble?]

Shen Lü my husband: [Hit a nerve, huh? Admit your idol’s true colors. Too scared to speak now?]

Shen Lü’s fans, like Shen Lü himself, were formidable in battle and very reasonable.

Su Tang placed the basin of soil in a corner of the kitchen for later use, then took a chicken from the fridge to prepare.

Not only Shen Lü was curiously watching, but Song Heqing and Chang Qinghua were also gazing with interest.