I treated you like a godfather, and you actually dated my sister!

Hehehe~

Watching Qu Hao's desolate figure as he held the plate of deadly crispy pork, Qin Ze couldn't help but let out a low, wicked laugh filled with the satisfaction of a cunning scheme succeeding.

Have a look.

This demonstrates Bowen's role!

He moved closer to Qu Man and unexpectedly planted a loud kiss on her fair cheek, his tone carrying a hint of coquettishness and teasing:

"Sister~ You're so naughty~"

Despite calling Qu Man bad, in her heart Qin Ze was very proud of Qu Man, so she gave her a thumbs up!

Well done!

Most of the firepower has been successfully diverted!

"Heh~"

Qu Man let out a soft, ambiguous laugh, tilted her head slightly, and glanced at Qin Ze with her beautiful fox-like eyes.

His eyes clearly said, "You bastard, you think you can hide your tricks from your ancestor?"

As she gracefully wiped the spot where she had just been kissed with a kitchen paper towel, she spoke slowly and deliberately, her voice not loud, but like a thunderbolt striking Qin Ze's just-relaxed heart:

"Don't worry, there's no need to worry about the little mouse. Today's 'love-filled meal' is—very—plenty."

She emphasized the words "very generous portions," and a gentle smile curved her lips, sending chills down Qin Ze's spine.

"I guarantee you two will both eat your fill!"

Qin Ze had a little scheme to trick Qu Hao, this silly kid, into coming over as a "poison tester" and "sharing the damage."

How could her husband, who shares her bed day and night, not know?

How much of Qin Ze's heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys could possibly be clean?

She could guess his little scheme with her eyes closed and even with her heels on!

It's as clear as day—everyone knows what he's up to!

"Wh...what?!"

Sure enough, Qin Ze's wicked smile froze instantly, then turned into shock, his eyes widening like saucers!

He exclaimed in surprise, his voice rising several decibels: "Guaranteed we'll both have a full meal?!"

Doesn't that mean... he tricked Qu Hao, this "guinea pig," into coming all the way (from school), spending a huge sum of money, only to end up... dragging a "fellow sufferer" along with him?!

The damage wasn't shared; it might even be doubled because of the "sufficient quantity"?!

Looking at Qu Man's smiling eyes, which seemed to know everything and even carried a hint of "You little brat, you dare to mess with me?"

Qin Ze felt a chill run from his tailbone straight up to the top of his head.

He swallowed hard and very slowly, the sound of his Adam's apple bobbing clearly audible in the suddenly quiet kitchen.

"You...you...you..." Qin Ze's voice trembled slightly.

"You've done a lot?"

"Hmm~"

Qu Man hummed softly in a good mood and turned to face the built-in insulated steamer behind her.

"Don't worry, there's plenty!"

She beckoned to Qin Ze with her slender finger, a gesture reminiscent of a queen summoning her eunuch!

"come over."

Qin Ze's internal alarm bells were ringing, but his body was more honest than his mind, and he moved over step by step.

"W-What...what are you doing?"

Qin Ze broke out in a cold sweat, frantically screaming for help from the air inside his head.

"Is it too late for me to run now? I need help urgently!"

Qu Man didn't answer directly, but instead pressed the button to open the door of the insulated steamer next to her.

A warm aroma, accompanied by an indescribable scent—a mixture of caramel, soy sauce, and some subtle chemical reagents—wafted out.

Upon smelling this aroma, Qin Ze subconsciously thought of a word.

"It's foaming!"

Before he could think further, Qu Man, wearing gloves, calmly took a plate out of the steamer and placed it steadily in his hands.

"Here you go~" Qu Man said lightly, as if presenting a treasure.

"Your favorite—Cola chicken wings!"

Qin Ze lowered his head and looked at the plate of "Cola Chicken Wings" in his hand.

Time seemed to stand still.

His pupils experienced a momentary earthquake, dilation, and then contraction.

On the pristine white bone china plate lay seven or eight chicken wing sections lying quietly.

They all have a... clear, dreamy blue, somewhere between Tiffany blue and swimming pool disinfectant—a jewel-like blue!

Yes, blue!

It's not the common amber or maroon color, but a solid, even, and clear blue that is so pure and so confident!

He had made and eaten black cola chicken wings.

Dark red cola chicken wings are a common dish.

But this plate of "Blue Enchantress Cola Chicken Wings" is right in front of me.

...I've only ever seen him in those online jokes and funny videos like "Cooking Failure Showcase" or "My Kitchen is a Chemistry Lab"!

"You...you call this cola chicken wings?!"

Qin Ze's voice was split, filled with disbelief and a trembling sense of his worldview being shaken.

"Why aren't you calling?"

Qu Man raised an eyebrow, her expression confident and even slightly smug.

"It's made with cola! I specifically chose the newest one... the 'Starry Night Blueberry' limited edition cola! The color is so beautiful, doesn't it look like the starry sky?"

She pointed proudly to the blue stars on the chicken wings.

"I even added some blueberry jam for color!"

Qin Ze: "..."

A dreamy, starry sky...blueberry flavor? Color mixing?

Sister, are you cooking or creating abstract paintings?! Do those chicken wings even know what they've endured?!

Seeing Qin Ze's petrified expression, as if he were about to crack open, Qu Man's smile deepened.

She turned around deftly, took out another plate of food from the steamer, and placed it steadily on Qin Ze's trembling hands.

"Here, try this one too."

Qu Man's tone was full of confidence, "Mock Crab! I followed the tutorial with the most likes exactly, and the person who taught this dish is a celebrity!"

Qin Ze looked at the second dish with trepidation.

This is a plate of scrambled eggs. The golden egg mixture is scrambled until fluffy and soft, mixed with a little minced ginger, and drizzled with an amber-colored vinegar sauce that looks quite normal.

The presentation... was surprisingly normal!

You could even say it's quite appetizing!

However, it was this "normality" that made Qin Ze's heart beat even wilder, his throat felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, making it roll even more violently, and even fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Based on his experience dealing with Quman cuisine.

He summarized a terrifying law of the Curman's Kitchen.

The more normal and harmless a dish looks, the more surprising and mind-blowing its hidden "killer" flavor is!

This dish of "mock crab" was no longer just scrambled eggs in Qin Ze's eyes at this moment.

It's like an unknown type of bomb coated in sugar!

That golden color is a disguise, and that alluring aroma is a trap!

"What~?"

Qu Man tilted her head slightly, and her gaze toward Qin Ze became somewhat... dangerous.

Those usually cool and calm fox eyes now clearly reflected Qin Ze's timid figure, filled with undisguised, almost overflowing "nuclear kindness" and mischievousness, even with a hint of eager, wicked fun!

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice still melodious, but each word struck Qin Ze's taut nerves like a hammer blow:

"You...don't...like it?"

Those beautiful fox eyes were full of malice, as if to say...

"If you dare utter a single word of dissent, I'll turn you into a 'spicy chicken' tonight!"