The Movie Queen's Demon Sect Leader [Transmigration] GL - Chapter 14

Do you hate me that much?

Hearing this, Sect Leader Luo was even more confused. When had she ever hated her?

“No, I absolutely have never hated you.” Luo Xuange answered sincerely. The original owner hadn’t hated An Ruoshui, and she had never felt even a shred of dislike.

Besides, she had agreed with An Ruoshui to act like strangers in front of outsiders, and she had maintained that. It was An Ruoshui who had repeatedly broken this rule.

An Ruoshui felt wronged. She knew that in the past, she had been too hasty, judging Luo Xuange as someone with extremely poor character based solely on her feelings. Now that she was actively showing goodwill, couldn’t Luo Xuange give her a chance?

They were already married; they were supposed to spend their lives together. Was Luo Xuange going to remain at odds with her forever? Couldn’t they just be friends amicably?

Luo Xuange still didn’t understand the reason for An Ruoshui’s anger, but she saw the deep-seated grievance in An Ruoshui’s eyes.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and she softly comforted her: “You, I… I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”

“What’s wrong with you?” An Ruoshui sounded a bit aggressive, but the grievance in her heart made her blurt out the question.

Luo Xuange was stunned. She subconsciously opened her mouth: “I seem to have caused you to feel wronged.”

“Who’s feeling wronged? Luo Xuange, don’t talk nonsense!” An Ruoshui sniffed, tears still welling in her eyes. She gently bit her lip and turned her head away, no longer looking at Luo Xuange.

Luo Xuange looked at the door, then at the window, and after using her internal energy to confirm there was no one within ten meters outside the door, she stepped closer to An Ruoshui.

“What’s wrong with you?” Luo Xuange’s emotional intelligence was so low it was pathetic.

An Ruoshui, either exasperated or tired from standing, sat on the sofa and pulled out two tissues to wipe the corners of her eyes.

Luo Xuange also sat down next to her: “Did someone bully you?”

An Ruoshui remained silent. Luo Xuange suddenly got angry: “Did someone really bully you?”

Hearing Luo Xuange’s question, An Ruoshui felt a small secret delight. At least Luo Xuange got angry thinking someone had bullied her, which meant Luo Xuange wasn’t completely indifferent to her.

“Yes. A certain idiot has been bullying me,” An Ruoshui said, not forgetting to glare at Luo Xuange.

Sect Leader Luo’s killing intent was almost palpable.

“Who is it?”

An Ruoshui parted her lips, and a “you” came out.

Sect Leader Luo stared at her, dumbfounded and wronged: “I… when did I ever bully you?”

Heaven is my witness, I’ve always kept my distance from you! Let alone bullying, you glare at me every day, and I haven’t even argued with you. If this were my previous life, anyone who dared to glare at me would have their eyes gouged out.

Sect Leader Luo, feeling greatly wronged, now stared at her own hands like a little puppy, occasionally looking up with the most aggrieved little glances at An Ruoshui. But each time, An Ruoshui caught her in the act. Then, as if she had been bullied, she would lower her head and continue staring at her paws.

It was the first time seeing Luo Xuange look so pathetic. Unlike her usual self, which commanded pity, seeing Luo Xuange’s face full of grievance and confusion, An Ruoshui’s mood suddenly improved greatly. She raised her hand and began kneading Luo Xuange’s face.

“Mmm, mmm… Let, let go!” Sect Leader Luo: Woman, you’ve gone too far. Who told you to knead this Sect Leader’s face? Doesn’t this Sect Leader have dignity?!

Only when An Ruoshui had vented all the resentment in her heart did she slowly retract her mischievous claws.

“I know I misunderstood you before, and I’m very sorry.” An Ruoshui felt it was necessary to apologize. It was truly wrong of her to have misunderstood this little girl for so long. The little girl was clearly a very good and wonderful person.

Luo Xuange was still struggling to process An Ruoshui’s sudden change. A moment later, An Ruoshui suddenly called her name.

“Luo Xuange!”

“Hm?”

“I’m sorry!”

“Ah?” Sect Leader Luo was confused again. Why was she apologizing now? And seeing the faint mist in An Ruoshui’s eyes, Luo Xuange’s heart tightened with nervousness: She’s not going to cry again, is she?

Thinking hard, in a moment of desperation, Sect Leader Luo offered her face.

“Here’s my face! Knead it if you want to! I don’t care about my dignity anymore, just, just don’t cry, okay?” Sect Leader Luo’s little heart pounded non-stop. If she hadn’t secretly checked her own pulse and found that this body had no problems, she would have thought she was going to die again.

An Ruoshui was originally blaming herself, but after hearing Luo Xuange’s words, she couldn’t help but let out a giggle.

Why didn’t I realize this girl was so interesting before?

When a face is offered, who could resist kneading it? She raised her hand and kneaded again, casually sighing at how good it was to be young, with a face full of collagen! The twenty-four-year-old “big sister” thought.

Luo Xuange, while feeling sorry for her face, was torn about whether to remind An Ruoshui that they had been in there too long and the other contestants outside might already be plating their lunch.

However, after less than three seconds of internal debate, Luo Xuange decided to remain silent. She would let An Ruoshui play enough first. The competition? She wasn’t in a hurry!

When An Ruoshui finally withdrew her hand, Luo Xuange visibly relaxed.

But the next second, An Ruoshui spoke again.

“Let’s try to be friends from now on, okay?” An Ruoshui suddenly felt that having a friend like Luo Xuange would be a very good thing. Because even though Luo Xuange was a little clumsy, a little foolish, and had a slightly lower IQ, she was still a very good person. And when she was sad, Luo Xuange would even consider her feelings.

“Friends?” Luo Xuange whispered softly.

In Luo Xuange’s memory, there were only subordinates and enemies, living people and dead people. The word “friends” she had heard, but couldn’t understand what it truly meant.

Moreover, they were already married. Could they still be friends?

After thinking for a long time, Luo Xuange seemed to suddenly understand. She gave An Ruoshui a meaningful look: She must mean “mutual respect as if they were guests.”

“Okay. From now on, we won’t act like strangers anymore.” Luo Xuange nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Luo Xuange, this blockhead, had finally come around today (she hadn’t), An Ruoshui was in a great mood. She picked up her ingredients and prepared to leave.

But just as she took hold of the ingredients, Luo Xuange quickly snatched them away: “I’ll carry them.”

“Hm?” An Ruoshui looked at her empty hands, then at the large and small bags in Luo Xuange’s hands. An Ruoshui blinked: Suddenly so enthusiastic? Does she misunderstand the word “friend”?

After the two walked out, the live stream didn’t show much impact, as everyone was busy watching other contestants’ cooking demonstrations.

This was an audition for celebrity seeds, not a cooking competition, so there were no specific requirements for cooking skills. However, adding these elements could enhance the show’s appeal, especially since An Ruoshui, who had never participated in variety shows before, was there to support it today.

At this moment, Luo Xuange stood in front of a pile of pots and pans, holding a fish, a pound of pork, and some large and small bags of various seasonings. An Ruoshui actually had many ingredients since her starting capital was generous, but Luo Xuange only took these.

As a general rule, watching an expert show off their skills isn’t that exciting. What’s exciting is watching a mess!

So, most people temporarily forgot about Luo Xuange’s “seven years old” gag and rushed to watch An Ruoshui cook noodles.

Live Stream Chatroom:

Netizen 1: Goddess is about to cook, what do I do, what do I do? I’m so excited, don’t stop me, I want to be that pot!

Netizen 2: What kind of crappy live stream is this? Why can’t I send donations? My goddess is about to cook, and I can only watch, unable to do anything!

Netizen 3: See the egg in Goddess’s hand? That’s me! Goddess, I’m willing to be crushed for you!

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Dolphin Laughing in the Sea: Quick question, who saw clearly what Goddess poured into the pot just now?

Seven Cool: I paid attention, that was half a packet of salt!

So Lame: She’s gesturing with a knife over a raw egg, what is Goddess doing? Can someone explain this to me?

Addicted to You: No, no, no, Goddess, put down the white vinegar in your hand! That’s not mineral water, stop! Stop it!

Monkey Eating Melon: First time I’ve seen someone wash a small bunch of greens until they’re just a few leaves. Goddess, quickly pour out that water. That murky green water, it scares me!

An Ruoshui looked at the water she had used to wash the vegetables, calmly poured it out, then silently put the ruined vegetables aside, pretending nothing had happened.

An Ruoshui carefully looked at the pot full of water mixed with half a bottle of vinegar, then thought for a moment and poured in half a bag of salt.

An Ruoshui carefully recalled the online tutorial. What was next? Eggs! Right, crack the eggs and put them in!

So she tried to cut the eggs twice with a knife, found it a bit difficult, and couldn’t cut them open immediately. She put the two eggs aside. This step could be skipped directly. It was probably fine to eat plain boiled noodles, she wasn’t picky!

Live Stream Chatroom:

Netizen 1: Goddess, does she know what she’s doing?

Netizen 2: So little fairies cook differently from us mortals. Mama~ I want to eat An Ruoshui’s style of boiled noodles! I want to be a little fairy too!

Netizen 3: Humbly asking, can this even be eaten?

Netizen 4: What’s wrong with the Monkey King somersaulting a hundred and eight thousand miles? After eating An Ruoshui’s style of boiled noodles, this little fairy will roll her eyes and go straight to the Western Paradise in minutes!

Netizen 5: I was originally just a casual fan, but just for Goddess’s cooking skill that sends people to the Western Paradise, I’ve decided to become a hardcore fan!

Netizen 5: Fan since +1

Netizen N: Fan since +10086

After plating the fish from the pot, Luo Xuange had some free time and looked at the flustered An Ruoshui not far away. A faint smile touched her lips. It was the first time she had seen that person so flustered.

Luo Xuange placed her prepared fish dish on the table. There were already other contestants’ cooked dishes or various Western-style meals here.

In comparison, Luo Xuange’s plain, clear-broth boiled fish had no appeal and didn’t even spark any interest in eating it.

Luo Xuange didn’t care that her dish lacked presentation. She calmly folded her arms and watched the still busy An Ruoshui.

Live Stream Chatroom:

Netizen 1: Someone’s bragging too much, heh heh heh heh.

Netizen 2: Can cook at seven? A fish cooked like a live fish, who can eat that?

Netizen 3: Really hoping someone gets eliminated. All they do is show off, it’s disgusting to watch.

Netizen 4: Feel bad for the fish, it’s been ruined by someone.

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Mu Ling, watching the live stream, felt very uncomfortable. To be honest, she now didn’t dare to follow the trend and guess Luo Xuange’s true abilities, because until the very last moment, this person always managed a reversal.

But that fish really didn’t look appetizing.

Shouldn’t a delicious dish be perfect in color, aroma, and taste?

After a long while, An Ruoshui’s pot of “#&#￥…” was also cooked!

An Ruoshui looked at the “noodles” in the pot, unable to bear the sight! In her heart, she cursed her brother to hell. Why hadn’t he told her about the cooking demonstration in advance? After this live broadcast, she was definitely going to lose fans. Her image was definitely ruined, and her idol persona was definitely gone!

An Ruoshui now regretted it too much to even cry. But her gaze swept over and saw the fish Luo Xuange had cooked. An Ruoshui was stunned, then looked at Luo Xuange meaningfully: So your cooking isn’t good either. Good thing I have you to accompany me!

Author’s Note:

Movie Queen An: Thank goodness my wife is here to be embarrassed with me!

Luo Xuange: I, uh… actually, I’m playing dumb to trick you. The “face-slap” effect will be better that way!

Movie Queen An: Let’s get a divorce! I can’t live like this anymore!