The Kitchen Is a Battlefield Between Women (｡･ω･｡)

Bai Lu's face darkened at the jab. She hadn't expected Ji Duo'er to be so good at winning people over. Ji Duo'er hadn't even said a word, and someone was already standing up for her.

Everyone else took a step back in unspoken agreement. None of them wanted to get caught in the crossfire.

Fang Yao quietly slipped away. As long as she wasn't dragged into it, she didn't care what happened.

"I didn't mean anything by it. We can cook together. Duo'er, you and Zi Jin are so close. You have someone to help you, unlike me." Bai Lu lowered her head pitifully, then looked at Ji Duo'er and Bei Zijin with envy.

Out of the corner of her eye, though, she kept watching Bo Zhe, who stood with the Production Team. She hoped he would step in and rescue her. Then she could say she had no way to repay him for saving her except to marry him.

At the thought of the happy life she would have after marrying Bo Zhe, Bai Lu's face turned bright red.

o(////▽////)q

Unfortunately, Bo Zhe showed no sign of responding to her. He didn't even look her way. He was either watching Fang Yao or looking at his phone.

Seeing him still staring at his phone, Bai Lu stamped her foot angrily and huffed.

??????

What was Bai Lu going to pull now?

Fang Yao watched Bai Lu's attempt fall flat and could barely hold back her smile.

Honestly, I don't even know what to say about Bai Lu. Does she think every man is hers for the taking? Look at her face. She might stew herself to death.

*Come to think of it, Bo Zhe isn't much worse-looking than Bo Hanmo. My husband is much more handsome, of course, but