Chapter 969 - A Waste of Excellent Ingredients (1/2)

Who the hell wanted his money? Great, they were coming one after another to piss him off. Were they not going to let the matter drop unless he dropped dead from anger?

Jun Shiyan was still waiting for a reply.

Huo Ci rushed back murderously. He looked at the person in the surveillance camera but did not say anything. He simply hung up immediately and the screen went black.

Xiaoqi frowned. “Grandpa, what about my dad? Aren’t you letting him come up?”

Huo Ci pointed at him, wanting to yell at him but he stabilized his emotions. He was afraid of scaring the brat. If the latter ran away too, he would really be the only one left. He tried his best to calm down. “Xiaoqi, he’s not your father. Your mommy isn’t married to him yet. If you call him dad now, you’ll be mocked by others. Don’t call him that anymore, understand?”

F*ck!

Who the hell was his dad?

He had already said not to call him that multiple times, but he just wouldn’t listen.

Upon seeing Grandpa’s expression, Xiaoqi was a little scared. He did not know if he was smiling or being angry. He nodded and acknowledged with a hum. “Xiaoqi understands.”

However, Mommy, Dad, Great-grandpa, Great-grandma, and Grandma had not said that he could not call him Dad. He did not know if he should listen to Grandpa.

After half a month, Best Actor Huo started his livestream again!

The Little Cis, Peanuts, and spectators from all walks of life all ran over to support him. They thought that after half a month, the Best Actor’s culinary skills must have improved a lot.

After all, last time, his dark cuisine had even been taken advantage of by others with ulterior motives. He was criticized for a while. As a Best Actor who could not tolerate others saying that he was imperfect, he had definitely been practicing his culinary skills during this period of time to slap the haters’ faces.

When Best Actor Huo took out the ingredients for this livestream, some sharp-eyed fans started explaining them to others: black truffle, Iranian Almos caviar, foie gras, Tibetan pig, Wagyu beef, snow frog, Australian abalone, Bresse chicken, and bluefin tuna.

They were all the most top-notch ingredients in the world. Everyone was full of anticipation as they waited for the Best Actor to show off his culinary skills and give them a surprise.

Xiaoqi had been instructed not to enter the frame, so he helped Grandpa get the ingredients and passed them to him off-camera.

The fans in front of the livestream saw the ingredients run over one by one as though they had grown legs. The comments started flooding into the bullet screen; everyone was guessing who it was.

[Ling Sheng. It must be Ling Sheng. Who else could it be?]

[Strong request from me. Please let Baby Sheng appear on screen!]

[Ahhh, is this a live broadcast between the father and daughter? I’m looking forward to it.]

[My Baby Sheng’s culinary skills are superb. Everyone can see that. She must have inherited Daddy Huo’s skills. Go, Daddy!]

After that, Best Actor Huo, whose superb culinary skills were passed on to his daughter, took out a pot, a bucket of mineral water, and a few bags of snail rice noodles under everyone’s expectant gazes. He threw them onto the table. The audience took a closer look. Durian-flavored snail rice noodles!

I surrender!

The onlooking fans kept shouting, “Take them away! Hurry up and take those bags of snail rice noodles away!”

F*ck!

What was going on?

Was he cooking snail rice noodles on a livestream?

“It’s not Ling Sheng. She went to her mother’s place.” Huo Ci explained directly to the comments on the bullet screen. It was also the first thing he had said since the livestream started. He took a look at the brat standing obediently beside the table. “He’s my grandson.”