Ning Chuchu sighed helplessly in her heart. She wanted to be more peaceful, but some people were just too annoying.
She continued to cut the meat slowly and asked naturally: “Brother Wang, how old are you this year?”
Wang Mo was stunned by what Ning Chuchu said just now and then looked at the kitchen knife in her hand, he actually felt a little scared. He said uncomfortably, “35.”
“Oh, so you’re old enough.” Ning Chuchu’s tone sounded sarcastic, “No wonder you like being someone’s father so much.”
Wang Mo: “…”
Wang Mo felt embarrassed and frowned. Unable to hang on, he frowned and said displeasedly: “Chuchu, I just gave you some suggestions out of kindness. It’s too rude for you to speak like this.”
Ning Chuchu: “Oh, it’s not as rude as you pointing fingers at me, right?”
Deng Xue’er immediately chimed in, “Indeed.”
Yin Shaoquan also said irritably, “What’s the point of you saying so much? You haven’t done as much work as I have.”
The constant flow of words disturbed him from looking for an opportunity to talk to Ning Chuchu.
Wang Mo, who was surrounded by a group of people, blushed.
He obviously couldn’t accept being taught a lesson by a few young people who were so much younger than him. But he was proud of his status and disdained to quarrel with others.
In the end, he just said with a stiff face, “Forget it. I won’t argue with you.”
Ning Chuchu rolled her eyes not very obviously, raised her hand, and gently poked Deng Xue’er’s lower back. She deliberately asked loudly: “Do you know what this is called?”
Deng Xue’er understood and asked in cooperation: “What?”
“Spiritual victory method.”
Wang Mo: “…”
Most of the guests who didn’t have to cook stayed in the living room, but they were also paying attention to the guests in the kitchen.
Hearing that Wang Mo was ruthlessly peeled off by Ning Chuchu, Ren Zihe felt strangely relieved: Finally, he was not the only one being persecuted by Ning Chuchu!
Yun Yirou lowered her head and sipped her tea. She smiled shyly and whispered: “My sister has a bad temper and sometimes says hurtful things, but she doesn’t mean it…”
Zhong Xinyue glanced at her. While admiring her manicure, she said leisurely: “Don’t worry, we all know that Ning Chuchu definitely didn’t mean it. You don’t have to worry about us misunderstanding her.”
Mo Yao, who worked in the same company as Ning Chuchu, also nodded repeatedly: “Yes, Sister Chuchu didn’t mean it.”
“Besides.” Zhong Xinyue yawned boredly, “I think Ning Chuchu is much more sensible than me. If I were the one who worked with Wang Mo, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to bear it for so long and would have cursed long ago.”
Mo Yao praised again: “Yes, Sister Chuchu has a good temper.”
Yun Yirou: “…” The smile on her face almost froze.
How did things develop differently from what she imagined? Didn’t these guests avoid Ning Chuchu before? Why were they flattering her now?
In fact, not only did the guests of the show change their attitude toward Ning Chuchu, but also the trend of the Internet, including the live broadcast barrage, was completely different from the previous few days.
[Hahaha, Sister Ning’s mouth will never disappoint!]
[I put myself in Sister Ning’s shoes, and I feel so good. I hate some father-style preaching men the most.]
[Sister Ning: If you can’t speak, you don’t have to speak. Hahaha, crazy!]
[As expected of a woman who dares to expose the scandal of the director in public, she is a ruthless person.]
[Can Yun Yirou stop apologizing for Sister Ning in such a fussy manner? Is she worthy?]
[Fortunately, the other guests did not agree with her. I feel good to see Yun Yirou get humiliated:)]
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