Guide to tame my villainous husbands - Chapter 817
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Chapter 817: A Test Trail (2) Chapter 817: A Test Trail (2) “It actually ended in a draw?
Then what about the bet?” “Shoot!
I actually used my salary to bet on Ling Chu’s win!
Now that the round ended in a draw, I am going to lose my salary!” “Damn!
I did the same thing.
I even sold the ring of my husband, he is going to kill me once I go back home.” All sorts of discussion started among the audience, but Ling Chu had nothing to do with it.
He did not ask them to bet on him, it was their fault that they placed their bets on the illegal site. Instead, he walked away leaving the stage and headed to his own room that was given to Ling Chu at the shooting location. “I actually failed,” he muttered as soon as he closed the door of his room.
Ling Chu who had only seen victory in his hands since he was a child was speechless and shocked when he saw that he had actually failed. How could he fail?
How was it even possible? But no matter how much Ling Chu refused to believe the truth, he couldn’t deny the fact that he had failed and his skills were not good enough.
With his lips pursed, Ling Chu tapped on his monitor and logged in to the All Hail Mother Nature site.
He looked at the top box which said — Stick to the basics, at the fish section.
“What did they mean by stick to the basic?” Ling Chu could not understand the meaning of those words.
“Stick to the basic?
Stick to the basics?
Did they mean to boil it?” Ling Chu did not have the slightest bit of idea how to deal with the raw salmon.
He could deal with the poisonous meat of Iron Blood Lizard but he had no idea how to cook raw salmon! These ingredients that had never appeared in the Imperial Star, were just as mysterious as the owner who released them.
However, the taste, quality and energy provided by these ingredients were something that no one could ever recreate, thus even if these ingredients had no cooking manual people were willing to buy them. But — “This won’t do…” Ling Chu muttered, his expression one of determination as he looked at the monitor’s screen.
“I am the best of the best chef.
An A-grade chef!
How can I not know how to cook these things?
I cannot accept this defeat!
I will never accept this!” His eyes flickered as he gritted his teeth.
No one in the Imperial Star knew how to cook this thing but the owner of the site, should know right? If that was the case then he would look for her! “Achoo!” Mo Qiang rubbed the tip of her nose as she looked at the massage parlour that had been constructed to the finesse.
She looked around and murmured, “Who is it?
Who is the one talking bad about me?” “With your history, I am certain countless people are talking bad about you,” said Xiao Jiao with an eye roll.
“I wouldn’t mind it if I were you.” Mo Qiang: “…” What is the quickest way to cook squirrel again?
“You dare–” Before a fight could break out, Wen Gui who was receiving a massage inside the massage room by trained mer who was trained by none other but Mo Qiang, walked out. His face was glowing and there was a blissful expression on his face. “Qi Qi, you… have no idea how good it feels!” Wen Gui cupped his flushed cheeks with a dreamy look on his face.
“If not for the fact that there was a time limit, I wouldn’t have come out.” He, Mo Yan and the Team Sun were allowed to take a trial massage by Mo Qiang.
When they were asked to take off their clothes and change into clothes that would help the workers to give them massage easily –they all were resistant. However, Mo Qiang convinced them. Though they changed into those skimpy clothes, they still did not trust this technique but the second the worker started with the massage — Oh ho ho. Wen Gui was rather pleased, every pore of his body seemed to be open and his muscles were relaxed and not taut. This was the first time, he was feeling like this. “I am glad that you liked it, Daddy,” Mo Qiang smiled.
Since the picky Wen Gui liked the massage, she was sure that Mo Yan, Mo Xifeng and Team Sun would also like it.
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After all, these massage techniques were no joke.
She had learned them when she was working as a masseur during her college time.
Mo Qiang was a quick learner and learned every trick and technique in a few days. What was more, she had never received a bad review from a client!
She was that skilled alright. “This business is going to be a hit,” Wen Gui who was wearing a robe sat down in the lobby and picked up the wine that Mo Qiang had refined.
He poured a generous amount of it into the glass and sipped on it.
“It will be a surprise if any of those mecha morphs could escape this magical place.” As he spoke, he snickered and added, “I heard the sighs of delight and relief of your mom and sister.
I will say that they must be pretty pleased as well.” He then turned to look at Mo Qiang and asked, “Why didn’t you go to get one?” Mo Qiang’s lips twitched and she replied, “I am the leader of this parlour, how can I have fun when I need to take a look at the operations?” She then turned to look at the massage area where mers were supposed to go and mused, “Didn’t Xie Jie go with you, Daddy?
Where is he?” The two of them went inside together but only Wen Gui came out.
Upon hearing the question of his daughter, Wen Gui’s lips twisted slightly.
He said, “He is asleep.
The scent of sandalwood must have calmed his nerves too much, now he is snoring while lying on the bed, like a baby.” Mo Qiang: “…” What a magical moment.
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