Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

An Qingqing, who was sitting beside Mr. An, glanced at An Qijiu with a bit of venom in her eyes.

Today's grand chef competition is live, and people all over the country will watch the competition. It won't be long before An Qijiu will experience failure again.

There is nothing more desperate than falling down again before climbing back to the altar, she wants him to never get up again!

[Host, look at An Qingqing's smug look~] Fan Jiujiu spit out [The heart is separated from the belly, who would have thought that a girl with a cute and lovely face would be so sinister and vicious in secret. 】

Chong Ai sneered in her heart, and said faintly, "Yes, who would have thought of that."

In a big family, he will do anything for the sake of his superiors, even his relatives who have been with him for more than ten years will kill him when he smiles.

Hypocrisy is human nature, and no one can blame anyone on the moral high ground.

Seeing that the set time was reached, An Qijiu's crock pot had not exploded yet, An Qingqing was a little restless, her smile subsided slightly, and she couldn't help looking at the waiter not far away.

The waiter looked at her calmly, revealing that the task had been completed.

An Qingqing put her eyes back on the competition site, and the air was filled with a craving scent. The fans of the chef Xiaoqi stared eagerly at the clay pot. This dish should have been released five years ago.

They all wanted to have a sneak peek at the novel delicacies that Xiao Qi researched, so they couldn't bear to leave their eyes for a moment.

An Qingqing exhaled and looked at Xie Yongfei confidently. Although Xie Yongfei's family is not very good, he can cook all kinds of food that people have never seen before. He seems to be surrounded by people because of his superb cooking skills.

She believed that Xie Yongfei could win.

An Qingqing sneered a few times in her heart, even if there was no problem with An Qijiu's crock pot, she still had another move.

Time passed little by little.

suddenly--

"Bang!" A loud noise exploded.

“啊啊啊——”在会场里观战的人都吓得大叫起来。

The audience who was watching the live broadcast was also startled, and quickly sent out a barrage.

[What happened? What exploded? ]

[No, there is another explosion, is anyone injured? ]

[My God, the cooking competition is too dangerous! ]

The scene was chaotic for a while, and a waiter immediately comforted the frightened guests. When it was quiet, everyone's eyes widened.

An Qingqing said incredulously, "How could..."

Everyone thought that it would be the same as five years ago. There was a problem with An Qijiu's earthen jar. Unexpectedly, it was Xie Yongfei's soup jar that exploded this time.

Xie Yongfei was injured by the sudden explosion, and fell to the ground bleeding and screaming.

"Brother Fei~!" An Qingqing hurried over and shouted, "Call an ambulance! Hurry up!"

Mr. An did not expect such a thing to happen. It just so happened that it was time for the game. Xie Yongfei was injured and had to withdraw from the game.

Chong Ai walked towards An Qijiu. When passing by An Qingqing, she stopped and leaned over gracefully—

"Bang~Are you surprised?" she said with a smile.

An Qingqing's pupils shrank violently, she looked at Chong Ai with resentment in her eyes, and gritted her teeth: "It's you..."

Chong Ai laughed, stood up straight, and looked down at her coldly.

"What is Miss An talking about? What's wrong with me? Didn't you prepare this surprise for yourself?"

An Qingqing's face was extremely ugly, and she stared at Chong Ai fiercely.