Those words left the haters who had been waiting for a chance to find fault with even less ammunition.
Some haters began discussing it privately: had Chu Yu finally wised up lately? They actually couldn't find anything to drag her for.
Two minutes later, Chu Chen put on protective gloves, picked up the pot of pumpkin and grouper rice porridge that had just come to a boil, and strode toward the dining room.
All along the way, the utterly tempting aroma of porridge drifted everywhere, stirring a little resentment in quite a few crew members.
They had gotten up at the crack of dawn to film and barely eaten anything, and now they were being tempted with food like this.
Was this something a decent human being would do?!
While Chu Chen carried the porridge to the dining room, Chu Yu stayed in the kitchen and prepared a few more cold dishes as accompaniments.
Cold lotus root slices, spinach with almonds, shredded chicken with Sichuan peppercorns, and other specialty cold dishes were ready one after another.
The cameraman even hoisted his camera to give them close-ups, thoroughly reducing the livestream viewers to tears of hunger this time.
[Please, cameraman, have some humanity. I was going to skip breakfast to lose weight, but after watching the livestream, I ordered another load of takeout.]
[Wait, Chu Yu actually made all these dishes herself? I didn't expect her to genuinely have some skills.]
[Waaah, I really want to taste that porridge with all those premium ingredients.]
Without the haters and trolls, the livestream was especially peaceful, and the bullet comments were no longer such a foul, smoky mess.
Meanwhile, Wen Zhixin had already composed her expression, her gaze sweeping quickly over the other ingredients in the kitchen.
She noticed that Chu Yu had only used some of the ingredients to make breakfast just now, leaving plenty untouched.
Wen Zhixin's gaze shifted. Deliberately putting on a worried expression, she looked up. "Xiao Yu, you bought so many ingredients and didn't use them all. Isn't that a little wasteful?"
The entire entertainment industry was undergoing rectification now, and everyone had to follow the trend of frugality and uphold that virtue.
If a scandal about Chu Yu's extravagance and wastefulness broke during the show's livestream, her future career in stardom would be cut short on the spot.
So Wen Zhixin clearly had no good intentions in suddenly bringing this up.
Chu Yu caught the implication in her words, and her expression instantly cooled. She gave a derisive chuckle. "Don't worry, nothing will go to waste. These ingredients will all keep for a week. Everyone can just use them when they cook from now on, and they'll be gone in no time."
"As for the expense, you don't need to worry about that either. I paid for all of this myself. This is how much my family normally spends anyway. We can afford that little bit of money."
That response left Wen Zhixin speechless.
She had paid out of her own pocket to provide premium ingredients for all the guests. What fault could anyone find with that?
Chu Yu deliberately added, "After all, I have high standards for how food tastes. Poor-quality ingredients can easily affect my appetite and mood, so please be understanding, Sister Zhixin."
Wen Zhixin's expression grew uglier, and she wished she could sew Chu Yu's mouth shut right then.
What did Chu Yu mean by that?
Was she looking down on the ingredients she usually cooked with for being too poor in quality?
Perhaps because of the inferiority seeping from her very bones, Wen Zhixin's hatred for Chu Yu grew even stronger.
Chu Yu paid no attention whatsoever to what she might be thinking. She turned and called to An Ya, then picked up the cold dishes and headed toward the dining room.
An Yu was still at an innocent age and had no idea what undercurrents had just stirred in the kitchen.
All he knew was that he would get to enjoy a sumptuous feast today.
Rubbing his little hands together, An Yu followed his sister out of the kitchen with an expectant look.
Everyone arrived in the hotel dining room one after another.
Chu Chen had already placed the pot of porridge in the very center of the dining table and lifted the lid. A sprinkling of chopped scallions on the porridge added color, making it all the more appetizing.
The sight before them captured the complete attention of the surrounding production crew.
Every one of them stared longingly at the pot on the table like hawks eyeing their prey.
"Don't stand on ceremony, everyone. Hurry up and sit down to eat." Chu Yu walked in carrying the cold dishes and generously invited everyone to dig in.
Chu Chen certainly didn't stand on ceremony. He sat down at the table like a lord and first served himself a large bowl of porridge.
Then he served the An siblings a bowl each and glanced at Chu Yu. "Can I finally eat in peace now?"
Chu Yu quickly nodded and said in the tone of someone coaxing a child, "Go ahead and eat. My adorable little brother really worked hard today."
Chu Chen was left speechless again, but remembering that this was his sister, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth and pretend nothing had happened as he lowered his head and began eating his porridge.
"Come on, little brother An Yu, sit down too."
Chu Yu pulled out a chair for An Yu. Only after seeing An Ya take the seat beside him did she sit down next to them.
While the four members of the Chu and An families enjoyed a warm meal together, Wen Zhixin, who had still not entered the dining room, paced anxiously in a blind corner of the hallway with no cameras.
For some unknown reason, Wen Tianqi still hadn't gotten up.
If she went in to eat breakfast without waiting for her brother, she would definitely leave a bad impression on the viewers.
But she didn't dare go knock on his door to wake him directly, either.
Acting like Chu Yu and waking her brother without any reservations would surely earn her widespread ridicule from the viewers.
She certainly wouldn't do something so thankless.
Unable to come up with a solution after thinking for ages, Wen Zhixin stamped her feet in anger.
That damned kid did nothing but cause her trouble!
Just as Wen Zhixin was reaching the limits of her patience, Wen Tianqi finally appeared before her.
He walked toward the dining room in his pajamas, raising a hand to rub his eyes from time to time, looking as though he was still half-asleep.
As soon as Wen Tianqi approached the dining room entrance, he caught a waft of delicious fragrance.
Rubbing his stomach, Wen Tianqi spotted Wen Zhixin standing at the entrance and instinctively asked, "Breakfast smells so good today. Did the production team prepare a feast?"
Wen Zhixin glared at him. "Could you get up earlier next time? Do you know how long I've been waiting here for you?!"
With no cameras around, Wen Tianqi couldn't be bothered to play loving siblings with her either. He said disdainfully, "I never asked you to wait for me. You're the one who wants to play the good big sister, and now you're blaming me."