Miss Lin is a hunky VTuber today?

This dish...

This dish is called Yin-Yang Fusion Pot.

ESC's specialty product, made from carefully washed cherry blossom leaves.

Add Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, chili peppers, and white sugar, and simmer for a whole day.

It has the effects of clearing heat, detoxifying, and beautifying the skin; it tastes delicious and the soup is fresh.

Afterwards, Fuli photoshopped the two characters' positions onto ESC's official account and posted the image. Lingyue drew the illustration that same night.

Netizens' comments.

This is a cannibalistic tribe!

[A CP stewed in an iron pot, eh, as expected of ESC, they really do the same old thing.]

I want to eat this too!

P.S.: There haven't been many posts lately~ I need more posts!

Chapter 29, Section 322: The Boss Stewed in an Iron Pot

After Xu Lin and the young lady stewed themselves in an iron pot, everyone got playful and took turns stewing themselves.

Especially the kite chicks.

She went inside with the pomelo.

"Hey, hey, hey, why do I have to come in too, Tobi-chan-nee?!"

"In the pot," Yuzu said reluctantly.

It wasn't that she didn't want to play, but being surrounded by such a group of people always made her feel like she was performing acrobatics.

In particular, Shuangxue shouted "Good!"

Then, Fengling reacted very quickly, taking out two coins from her pocket and throwing them in.

It's more like acrobatics now.

The black lines on Youzi's forehead were so dense they almost connected.

That's absolutely outrageous.

But what Tobi-chan said was even more outrageous.

"Hmm? You're an ingredient, right? Grapefruit."

"It's sweet and sour."

"???"

Yuzu immediately gave her three question marks.

"wtm?"

'Click'

Xu Lin also captured this scene on camera.

What does it mean to be a loving family?

However, adhering to the basic principle that if everyone went in and got stewed, it meant no one got stewed, a bunch of rascals defied their superiors and threw Sister Yan in as well.

Yes, Xu Lin and the young lady were especially enthusiastic.

After all, Xu Lin was the only one here who could withstand a punch from Sister Yan. However, Sister Yan didn't resist much and only ran a couple of steps before being grabbed by everyone.

It was exactly the same as when they resisted Xu Lin before, except this time Xu Lin became the one persecuting others.

Lingyue, clutching her drawing tablet, and Daidai, looking completely bewildered, were thrown inside together.

To their surprise, Lingyue turned out to be quite strong, and it took Sister Yan and Xu Lin a while to barely manage to bring her back.

Then, after the livers all went in and were stewed, the staff couldn't escape either, and one by one they were either caught and thrown in by everyone.

The big pot got dirty before we even started cooking the hot pot.

But by this point, people didn't care about that anymore; all they could think about was who else they could persecute.

final...

Even the Liver team and operations staff turned their attention to the boss.

The boss's smile froze instantly as he was stared at by about thirty people who were all staring at him without saying a word.

"Boss, why don't you join in the fun with everyone?"

Xu Lin spoke first.

"This... Brother Ruoye might be in trouble..."

The boss still wanted to make a last-ditch effort.

But Sister Feng had already been thrown into the pot by everyone. Xu Youyue clapped her hands, looked at the boss, picked her ear, and had a look on her face that said, "What did you say? I didn't hear you."

Sister Yan's eyes gradually turned dangerous.

Feng Jie is still being stubborn.

"I don't want to share a pot with the boss!"

Even though no one was holding her down, she didn't climb out; she just looked up at the sky with a red face.

Perhaps this is what they mean by saying one thing but meaning another.

"Oh, this..."

"The boss's gone! Hurry up!"

Lin Mu gave him a push from behind. To be honest, Xu Lin didn't even notice when she ran up behind the boss, even though he had been looking in that direction the whole time.

With such a low profile, there's no hope left.

"Yeah, yeah, what do you have to complain about when you're sharing a pot with Sister Feng?"

Xueyue, who had just boiled water, chimed in from the side.

"alright."

The boss nodded, resigning himself to his fate.

He walked forward step by step, solemn and serious, seemingly a little nervous, with a tense face, as if he was very unwilling.

But how could others not know Xu Youyue?

The boss has always been like this since he was a child. Whenever he gets nervous, his face looks miserable, like he's been called out by the headmaster. But his inner monologue is absolutely rich.

Are you very reluctant to be with me?

When the boss walked up to her, Sister Feng asked expressionlessly.

It's not that I'm unwilling.

The boss relaxed at this point.

Yuzu handed him a small stool so he could climb more easily.

"Then what's with that shit-eating look on your face?"

Sister Feng turned her head away and refused to look at the boss.

"No, I'm just a little nervous."

The boss climbed over the stool to get inside.

"Oh."

Sister Feng still didn't look at him, but she automatically and consciously made room for him, and she leaned close to the pot without saying a word.

"Hurry up and take the picture, I'm starving."

The boss scratched his cheek awkwardly, forcing himself to look at Fuli holding the DSLR camera.

"Fuli, hurry up."

"Okay, boss!"

Fuli immediately raised her camera.

But since the livers are often not at the company headquarters, how could these staff members not notice? They certainly wouldn't be oblivious to a mutual attraction.

"Hey boss, this isn't working well. Let me find a better spot."

The tone of the delivery was so dull, and the reasoning so convincing it was like trying to fool a fool left the boss momentarily unsure whether the person was exposing their own intelligence or insulting it.

But he didn't say anything.

Because he was standing very close to Sister Feng.

Therefore, he cannot speak.

No one spoke, and they patiently waited for Fuli to find the location and adjust the settings little by little.

Their eyes were kind, like those of a group of elderly mothers.

Five awkward minutes passed before Sister Feng finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Fuli, if you keep messing around like this, I'm starting to doubt your professionalism!"

"Okay, Sister Feng!"

Fuli raised her hand and slapped it.

The lighting, position, and distance were perfect, and the expressions on their faces were also perfect.

Although neither of them looked very good—the boss's face was full of embarrassment, and Sister Feng's face was even a little dark—somehow they gave off the feeling of a young couple having a tiff.

No matter how you photograph the boss's physique, it's impossible to capture the same kind of beautiful, handsome, or cute photos as the previous Livers.

But it has a genuine and warm feeling.