The Fake Heiress' Seven Brothers Pampers Her

Chapter 139: Too Shocking

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

It was supposed to be an ordinary, simple pan-fried fish, but she had created such a rich, complex taste.

What amazing culinary skill!

It was delicious!

At this moment, Zhou Qiu could not even bear to swallow the piece of fish in his mouth. He was afraid that there would be nothing left after he finished eating. However, his hands could not help but pick up another piece and stuff it into his mouth…

The students were dumbfounded as they watched Zhou Qiu eating without saying a word. They became more and more confused…

What was the meaning of this?

Could He Jing’s fried fish be so delicious that their teacher had lost his mind?

“Cousin!” Zhou Xue’er cried in a soft, urgent voice.

Zhou Qiu was eating it too quickly. Was he afraid that others wouldn’t be able to tell that he liked it?

If she lost, she would have to drop out of school!

However, Zhou Qiu acted as if he had not heard her. He only cared about eating the delicious fish He Jing had prepared. He only came to his senses when almost the whole fish was safely housed in his belly.

“Why don’t we try it too?” a student suggested, gaining the approval of the watching crowd.

Each student picked up a small piece of fish.

Most were hesitant; they did not want to be poisoned by He Jing’s cooking. However, when the fish melted in their mouths, they realized how silly they were.

Soon, they followed in Zhou Qiu’s footsteps, some even fighting over pieces of He Jing’s pan-fried fish.

Cheng Yi’s expression could no longer be described as ugly. She cursed Zhou Qiu fiercely in her heart of hearts. No matter how delicious He Jing’s cooking was, how could he act like he had lost his mind? How were they supposed to turn things around like this?

Incidentally, Cheng Yi caught sight of He Jing surveying the situation impassively. It was as if everything was within her expectations…

She bit her lower lip and stomped. Delicious? A bunch of second-generation heirs fought over the fish as if they had not eaten in three lifetimes.

Still, the more she thought about it, the more curious she became about He

Jing’s pan-fried sole. Finally, when she could no longer resist the temptation,

Cheng Yi walked up to He Jing and asked with a brilliant smile, “Student He Jing, may I taste it?”

He Jing spared Cheng Yi a glance, immediately seeing through her thoughts. “Okay,” she replied.

Cheng Yi picked up a piece of fish using a pair of chopsticks. The moment she put the fish in her mouth, her eyes widened, turning into the size of dinner plates.

How… How was this possible?

Even if she knew how to cook, how could it be so delicious?

No wonder He Zhou was willing to admit defeat and ask He Jinig to taste his cooking before serving it to the rest. If she were He Zhou, she would do the same.

The heavenly taste of fish crashed into her like a tidal wave. Cheng Yi felt her brain malfunction, unable to cope with the delightful experience that had overcome her. It took a long while before she recovered, but her chopsticks moved to snag a second piece as soon as she did.

Unfortunately, He Jing was not so kind as to let Cheng Yi have seconds. She moved the plate of fish away, saying, “The others haven’t had a chance to try it yet.”

Cheng Yi gnawed the tip of her chopsticks. She still had not had her fill! With an aggrieved look, she moaned, “Student He Jing, I’ve always treated you sincerely. Why do you treat me with such hostility? We are classmates, aren’t

“You’re right. We’re just classmates.”

He Jing scooped up the leftover fish and gave one to Yan Hanxi and the other to Jiang Shu.

Wu Yu, who snuck out and ran back, was sweating profusely. He thought that Zhou Qiu might discover him, but when he saw this chaotic scene, he was dumbfounded.

This… What was going on?

A quick look around the kitchen confirmed his burgeoning guess, and he joined the fight for a piece of He Jing’s pan-fried fish.

Cheng Yi stared at He Jing intently. “Student He Jing, can you teach me how to cook? If you agree, I’ll persuade Mom and Dad to let you come home.”

He Jing was unmoved by Cheng Yi’s proposition. She did not even bat an eye as she replied. “No, thank you.”

Cheng Yi eyed the piece of fish hungrily and then at He Jing’s expression. He Jing truly had no intention of letting her have her way. It fanned her indignance.

Wasn’t it just cooking?

She could also learn.

If she put in the effort, she would be far better than He Jing.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qiu, who had been mesmerized by the taste of the enchanting pan-fried sole, finally regained his senses..