She hadn’t expected the steak to be this good — she had been prepared for “dark cuisine.”
Ji Xiaoyun really did keep surprising her.
Ji Xiaoyun sat gracefully on Bai Jin’s left eating his steak, while Wang Shu, having just finished a bottle of eight-treasure porridge, was already crying out that she was hungry again.
“Shushu, as a female celebrity you need to manage your figure. If you keep eating like this, next year you’ll have to buy everything in a bigger size,” her manager’s warning came through her earpiece.
Helpless, Wang Shu reluctantly put down her spoon.
Bai Jin noticed her little struggle, paused for a moment, then calmly stood up and walked toward the kitchen counter.
The dining table and the counter were very close together — a layout clearly designed for better filming.
As Bai Jin walked over, Su An’an immediately noticed her.
Her eyes filled with vigilance as she quickly moved closer to Gu Zhan, as if trying to stake her claim.
Why is this woman haunting me everywhere? She already has Ji Xiaoyun — now she wants Gu Zhan too?
Naturally, the livestream chat started questioning her as well.
“An’an and Gu Zhan are the best match — why is Bai Jin going over there?”
“What? Is Bai Jin two-timing?”
“Ji Xiaoyun is right there — she wouldn’t dare be that obvious, right?”
Even director Wang Ming outside the set was alerted.
He clearly remembered the previous scandals — Ji Xiaoyun crashing Bai Jin’s wedding, then Bai Jin appearing at Gu Zhan’s villa late at night. Though those headlines had been buried by other trending news, Wang Ming hadn’t forgotten.
“Xiao Zheng, this show isn’t going to blow up in our faces, right?” Wang Ming felt a headache coming on.
Bai Jin had just won goodwill from the audience by single-handedly opening a bottle cap — but her past scandals were still vivid in everyone’s mind.
For a moment, both inside and outside the villa, all eyes were on her.
Su An’an, terrified that Bai Jin would ruin her “harmonious moment” with Gu Zhan, was already rapidly thinking of countermeasures.
If this woman dares to seduce Gu Zhan, I won’t let her off easily.
Bai Jin saw all of Su An’an’s little moves, yet walked to the counter unbothered — not even sparing Gu Zhan a glance.
She took out the blender from the far end of the counter, then grabbed blueberries and milk from the fridge.
She had already noticed earlier that although the program team hadn’t prepared enough ready-to-eat food, they had stocked plenty of ingredients and kitchen tools.
She tossed everything into the blender. In no time, six fresh fruit milkshakes were lined up on the table.
“Help yourselves.”
The livestream immediately exploded again.
“Hahaha, Bai Jin is about to embarrass herself.”
“Everyone knows Ji Xiaoyun has extreme cleanliness issues.”
“Not necessarily — Bai Jin is his fiancée…”
Black fans and white fans fought fiercely in the comments.
Some worried for Bai Jin; others gleefully waited for her to be slapped in the face.
Ji Xiaoyun took a sip — then another.
“The milkshake tastes pretty good.”
Bai Jin smiled lightly and drank hers as well.
The other four guests thanked her and each took a cup.
At that moment, the completely ignored Su An’an stepped forward.
“Miss Bai, there are eight of us in total — why did you only make six cups? Are you saying I and President Gu don’t deserve to drink what you made?”
Bai Jin frowned slightly.
[Is Su An’an forgetful or just… not very smart?]
[Yesterday she warned me not to get close to Gu Zhan, today she wants my milkshake?]
[The blender and ingredients are right there — can’t she make it herself?]
“Miss Su, do it yourself — food tastes better when you make it,” Bai Jin said calmly.
Ji Xiaoyun wrapped his arm around her waist.
“Besides, I don’t want my fiancée to tire herself out.”
“You—!”
Although Su An’an was furious, she didn’t dare openly argue with Ji Xiaoyun.
To save face, she turned teary eyes toward Gu Zhan — a fragile, pitiful look that would normally make any man soften.
But Gu Zhan simply said flatly:
“I don’t like milkshakes.”
[Just like the novel — Gu Zhan never really cares about Su An’an, yet she keeps chasing him desperately.]
Ji Xiaoyun listened silently to Bai Jin’s thoughts, his mind full of questions.
Was Gu Zhan also just a “fictional character”?
Su An’an was humiliated but couldn’t contradict him. Her resentment toward Bai Jin deepened.
Bai Jin’s smile vanished.
“I make milkshakes for whoever I want. What does it have to do with you?”
Su An’an shot back, “Bai Jin, don’t go too far.”
At the same time, Ji Xiaoyun set his glass down coldly.
His gaze was icy, a faint smile on his lips that didn’t reach his eyes.
“Miss Su — do you have a problem?”
Su An’an froze.
She had always been the center of attention wherever she went. Aside from Gu Zhan, everyone treated her with respect. She had never been embarrassed like this.
People in the industry always said Ji Xiaoyun was gentle and easygoing, never humiliating others in public.
Yet now he was clearly angry — and for Bai Jin.
Could it be that their relationship wasn’t just a rumor? Had she just offended the future lady of the Ji family?
Cold sweat broke out on her back.
Even with Gu Zhan behind her, her background was still far inferior to Bai Jin’s.
She forced a smile.
“Please don’t misunderstand — I just felt that since we’re all on the same show, we should help each other.”
She hesitated, then added:
“And since there were clearly enough ingredients in the fridge, Bai Jin should have made one for everyone.”
But under Ji Xiaoyun’s gaze, her voice grew weaker.
Bai Jin replied calmly:
“You said the ingredients were sufficient — if you want milkshake, why not make it yourself?”
She didn’t want conflict, but she wouldn’t let herself be bullied either.
Ji Xiaoyun glanced at Su An’an lazily.
“I didn’t realize Miss Su treated my fiancée like a maid.”
That single sentence terrified Su An’an.
Meanwhile, the livestream chat exploded again:
[Honestly, I’m getting annoyed with Su An’an — she’s clearly targeting Bai Jin.]
[She’s being unreasonable. Famous or not, you can’t act like this.]
[I’m so jealous of Bai Jin — Ji Xiaoyun protects her so well.]