There was a moment of silence among the surrounding people, then Watanabe Hideaki turned his gaze to the Blind Taste God and asked him: "I trusted you so much, letting you be the judge every time. No wonder I win every time.

Turns out you're so despicable. For someone like you to be the judge, it's truly disappointing."

In her anger, Watanabe Hideaki became somewhat hysterical; she no longer knew how long she'd been deceived. It was precisely this that made her arrogant, even a bit blind to others.

Watanabe Hideaki was really furious, but everyone around her kept silent. She said to the Blind Taste God: "Tell me, how do you always know which dishes are mine?"

The Blind Taste God replied helplessly: "Since I'm blind, naturally my nose is more sensitive than others. Every time, I can smell your scent, so I always judge your dishes as winners."

Upon hearing this, Watanabe Hideaki almost fell over—a blow too great to bear.

Watanabe Nagayumi stepped in and said: "Hideaki, don't be upset. This is our way of loving you. You always had a competitive spirit since childhood, wanting to be the best in everything.

When you said you liked cooking, of course I supported you. Honestly, what you cooked back then was really not tasty, but now what you make is very good. We were worried you'd give up halfway, that's why we did this."

Tears fell as Watanabe Hideaki cried and then left the room amidst her heartbreak.

The remaining people felt very awkward; what kind of situation was this? A perfectly good meal turned into this unbelievable scene.

Watanabe Nagayumi reluctantly said to Ling Zhenfei: "I'm really sorry about this, Mr. Ling. But as a father, this was the only method I could think of."

What could Ling Zhenfei say? He could only express understanding, feeling sympathy for a parent's love.

After hurriedly eating something, Ling Zhenfei, along with Xia Shan, left quickly. To them, this whole affair was just a farce.

Ling Zhenfei returned to his room, which, despite being winter, was not cold at all. He felt wonderfully comfortable, lying on the bed and taking out a book prepared from Di Tian Shen Sui to read.

Shortly afterwards, he suddenly heard a knock on the door, which surprised Ling Zhenfei. Who would come so late?

Ling Zhenfei went to the door and opened it, finding Xia Shan at his doorstep, carrying a large basin. As soon as he opened the door, Xia Shan walked in with the basin.

The basin contained water, steaming hot water by the looks of it.

Ling Zhenfei asked: "What are you doing? What's this about?"

Xia Shan said very seriously: "I'm here to wash your feet."

Ling Zhenfei was taken aback: "Why suddenly wash my feet? Are you out of your mind?"

Xia Shan said: "You're the one who's crazy. Did you forget? We bet on the show that time. I said if I lost, I'd wash your feet dressed as a maid."

Ling Zhenfei glanced at Xia Shan's attire and said: "But you're not dressed as a maid."

Xia Shan replied: "In an urgent situation like this, where would I find a maid's outfit? This will have to do."

As she spoke, she tried to take off Ling Zhenfei's shoes but was stopped, as Ling Zhenfei said: "Hold on, I have something to say. Why suddenly remember this foot-washing business? Hasn't that matter passed already?"

Xia Shan said: "You don't know, I posted our photos and apologized, but the netizens are still unhappy. They said, 'Keep your promise and wash Ling Zhenfei's feet.'

After thinking about it, keeping my word makes sense. The reason netizens forgive them is because they say and do what they promised, while I haven't washed your feet yet, so here I am."

Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and said: "Forget it, just pretend to do it; I'm really not planning to let you wash my feet."

Xia Shan said: "No way, tonight I'm definitely washing your feet, or I won't leave."

Ling Zhenfei laughed and said: "Suit yourself. I'm going to undress and sleep now. If you want to stay, be my guest."

Xia Shan quickly said: "Mr. Ling, please, I'm really stuck here, I beg you, just this once."

Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and said: "Actually, it's not impossible, but you must promise me one thing if you're going to wash my feet."

Xia Shan was taken aback and said: "I'm the one washing your feet, but you're making conditions for me? Shouldn't it be me who makes the conditions?"

Ling Zhenfei chuckled and said: "If you don't agree, forget it. You better leave; I can't accept having a lady like you wash my feet, so please go."

Finally, Xia Shan compromised and said: "Alright, what condition? As long as it's not too excessive, I'll promise you."

Ling Zhenfei pondered for a bit; he knew what condition he wanted to set for Xia Shan. Considering Xia Shan was a famous host, beautiful and well-shaped, most importantly, she had charm.

But despite all this, Ling Zhenfei felt that apart from work, Xia Shan was somewhat clueless in other aspects, a bit vacant.

From when Ling Zhenfei met Xia Shan in Japan, her actions made Ling Zhenfei rather helpless: speaking out of turn, doing things she shouldn't.

Ling Zhenfei would have liked to pretend he had never met Xia Shan, but she kept coming to find him, again and again.

Ling Zhenfei looked at Xia Shan, who seemed perfectly harmless, and said: "My only requirement is that you leave the Watanabe Family tomorrow."

Hearing this, Xia Shan was stunned: "Why? Why must I leave the Watanabe Family? Is there a reason?"

Ling Zhenfei wanted to tell Xia Shan the real reason, but he believed she wouldn't believe him. Saying there was danger wouldn't convince her at all.

"There's no reason, just leave. If you promise to leave tomorrow, I'll let you wash my feet, and I'll personally post on Weibo to tell everyone I've forgiven you."

Xia Shan was overjoyed, looking at Ling Zhenfei and saying: "Great, it's settled then. I'll leave the Watanabe Family tomorrow; I was planning to start my travels anyway and couldn't remain long."

"Alright, then it's settled. You'll wash my feet, and I'll post on Weibo to clarify things, and tomorrow you'll leave the Watanabe Family."

"Okay, it's decided. Now, let me wash your feet."

Ling Zhenfei had no objections; having someone wash his feet was a nice treat, why not?

Ling Zhenfei cooperated with Xia Shan, but seeing her clumsy demeanor, he couldn't help but ask: "Miss Xia, have you ever washed anyone else's feet?"

Xia Shan said: "What are you thinking? I've never even washed my parent's feet, let alone yours, a grown man."

Ling Zhenfei said: "Even if you've never washed feet, if you hesitate any longer, the water will turn cold. Do you want to wash my feet with cold water?"

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