Yue Ziming sighed. "If it weren't for the fact that there are no more rooms, I'd rather move out. It's better than being mocked like this."
Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhang Ningwei glanced at each other. They couldn't help but feel that Yue Ziming was really pitiful. Her boyfriend was an egomaniac, and now her roommate was a troublemaker. It was really too pitiful.
When Jiang Mochen saw that Yu Xiaoyu had left, he said calmly, "Continue cooking." He looked at Li Mo and felt a little guilty. "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let you wash the vegetables."
"I'm fine," Li Mo said. "Who isn't a little princess? If we really get into a fight, I'm not afraid of her."
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Li Bozhong. "You're not allowed to care about her anymore."
Li Bozhong sighed helplessly. At his age, he was still a little embarrassed to be talked about like that. However, Li Mo didn't feel this way. She was an extrovert and had the fearlessness of a teenager. Yu Xiaoyu's words could only make her angry, but they couldn't make her feel embarrassed.
Therefore, when she saw that her father didn't answer, she immediately asked, "Why aren't you saying anything? If you care about her again and say something nice to her, I won't talk to you anymore."
Li Bozhong glanced at the camera. "Watch your words."
"What's there to be afraid of? Will Yu Xiaoyu's management company allow this to be broadcast? They'll definitely cut it out. Besides, even if it's broadcast, it doesn't matter. I'm not in the wrong, so I'm not afraid of anyone. "
When Li Bozhong and his generation of artists were filming, reality shows hadn't become popular yet. Therefore, he didn't know much about variety shows. He didn't understand the tricks of editing, the importance of character design, and the game between the management company and the program team. He was afraid that Li Mo would say more and make more mistakes, so he could only say, "I know, I know. Hurry up and wash the vegetables."
"That's more like it." After Li Mo finished speaking, he continued washing the vegetables.
Jiang Mochen saw Li Bozhong walking towards him. When Li Bozhong took out the pot, he whispered, "Mr. Li, you don't have to mind what she said."
Li Bozhong smiled and nodded. "I know. Don't worry, I'm not taking it to heart."
Hearing him say this, Jiang Mochen lowered his head and was about to cut the vegetables.
When Yang Xinhe, Yu Haoyuan, and Wei Zhihang finished washing the vegetables in the backyard and brought them back, they saw that there were only the four of them in the kitchen and three people in the living room.
.......... where............ where.
Yu Haoyuan nodded.
. Yan Qingchi replied, "They went upstairs to rest. When you're done, you can also go upstairs to rest for a while."
Yang Xinhe didn't know how to cook, so he knew that there was no use for him to stay. He asked directly, "Really? Then I'll really go upstairs to rest. "
... Yan Qingchi nodded. "Go ahead."
Yang Xinhe patted Yu Haoyuan. Yu Haoyuan looked at Yan Qingchi. "I'll go upstairs too."
... "Okay." Yan Qingchi looked at Wei Zhihang. "If you're tired, you can also go and rest for a while."
"What about you guys?"
"We have to prepare dinner." Yan Qingchi asked him, "Do you want to cook with us?"
Wei Zhihang waved his hand. "I only know how to cook egg fried rice. I don't know anything else. Do you need me to cook egg fried rice?"
"Not now. Let's wait for next time."
"Then I'm going to sleep." After Wei Zhihang finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the kitchen.
Li Bozhong was preparing to cook spaghetti, but Yan Qingchi felt that they should stir-fry the vegetables and make the spaghetti sauce first. After all, they didn't buy rice, so spaghetti was their only staple food.
Li Bozhong agreed. Yan Qingchi asked him to rest for a while. He would stir-fry the vegetables first, and then he would cook the noodles.
Li Bozhong didn't want to trouble him, so he said that he could stir-fry the vegetables himself. However, Yan Qingchi insisted. Jiang Mochen also persuaded him, "Rest for a while. You must have slept very late last night."
Seeing that they were insistent, Li Bozhong reluctantly agreed.
In an instant, only the two of them were left in the kitchen.
Jiang Mochen was about to say something to Yan Qingchi, but before he could say anything, Mo Xiaoxiao ran into the kitchen and said to them, "We've peeled the fruit and cut it into pieces. We just need to mix it with a salad and it'll be ready to eat."
Jiang Mochen: "… Okay."
Mo Xiaoxiao saw that Yan Qingchi was chopping vegetables and Jiang Mochen was stir-frying the spaghetti sauce. She couldn't help but say, "We ate quite a lot today."
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