Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

They headed back to the yard to have lunch.

Long tables had already been placed in the yard and the table had been set. Huo Yao glanced at the dishes and raised her brows in surprise. “Has the production team finally decided to be nice to us? They surprisingly prepared such a feast.”

Since she had yet to turn off her microphone, Qu Yi happened to hear it while he sat backstage.

Qu Yi bit down on the steamed buns hard as though he was taking out his grievance on them.

“They look like they were prepared by a Michelin chef,” commented Yin Hai since he had a keen interest in food.

Shen Si was exhausted when she returned to the yard, so she pulled out a chair and sat down without even stopping to check if the other guests were already seated or not. She merely pursed her lips when she heard what Yin Hai said about the lunch.

Wu Miao sat down beside her cousin and glanced at the dishes on the table. Everything looked rather normal except the two dishes in front of her.

There were two turtles.

Even though each turtle was prepared differently, they were made with the same ingredients.

Wu Miao did not put much thought into it. She merely glanced at the dishes before taking out her phone and tapped into the live stream.

The live stream viewers started to comment about the lunch and none of them were attacking anyone. Everything seemed rather peaceful.

After Wu Miao went through the comments, she heaved a sigh of relief. She was dreadfully worried that her cousin and she would get dissed.

Just as she was about to exit the live stream application, some new comments appeared on the screen, making her freeze.

[Has anyone noticed the two dishes in front of Shen Si and Wu Miao? Two turtles.]

[Cough cough. I noticed it too and was about to say they served turtles to those bastards for lunch.]

[Since turtles mean bastards in our culture, I have a feeling that they are trying to say something.]

[I have a feeling that the program is trying to imply something about Shen Si and Wu Miao.]

[I agree. Otherwise, why would those dishes be placed right in front of them?]

[Shhh. Just keep it to yourself. Otherwise, their fans might end up ripping you to shreds.]

Wu Miao turned off her phone and stopped looking at the comments. Her eyes landed on the dishes in front of her automatically and she suddenly lost her appetite.

Shen Si glanced at her before she turned off the microphone clipped onto her collar and asked. “What comments did you see this time?”

Wu Miao composed herself and merely shook her head. “Nothing. Everyone is talking about the dishes served for lunch today and saying that they look good.”

“I see.” Shen Si did not put much thought into it.

She straightened her hair and looked up to see Huo Yao leaving with some lunch boxes. She turned on the microphone again and scoffed. “The production team certainly gives Lucky’s little sister such special treatment.”

Despite her ambiguous and sarcastic tone, the live stream viewers’ curiosity was piqued.

[What did Shen Si mean by special treatment?]

[Was she saying that Lucky’s little sister gets special treatment from the production team?]

[What darned special treatment? Shut up, bastard!]

[Shut up, bastard!] Some viewers commented repeatedly.

…

Huo Yao took the lunch boxes and headed to the kitchen. There were tables and chairs in there. After she sat down, she removed her mask.

She tapped on the live stream and watched it while eating. Soon, she spotted countless viewers’ comments telling some bastard to shut up.

Huo Yao touched her nose. She had no clue who they were dissing, but it looked very bad.

Before long, those accounts got banned from making comments containing vulgar remarks.

Everything in the live stream went back to normal.

Huo Yao glanced around before she closed the live stream application, placed her phone on this side, and started to eat.

She had to admit that the food today was honestly good.