Divorced and Determined: The CEO’s Ex-Wife Fights for Love

Chapter 117



A bright red roasted pig's trotters were handed to the second-generation rich young man.

"Here you go, your custom double-extra-spicy roasted pig's trotters. Watch out for your stomach. Take care."

Viewers in the Dragon Nation's live stream laughed hysterically.

Stick Nation viewers in the live stream.

The Stick Nation streamer glanced at the chat, thinking,You all have no idea what you're asking for while standing safe on the sidelines. But, since it was live, he had to grit his teeth and take a bite.

The Stick Nation streamer hesitated for seven or eight seconds, then bit down. Onlookers watched him eat the red pig's trotters and felt the spiciness just from watching.

"Wow! Can this young man from Stick Nation handle spice like this?"

"His tolerance is insane! His stomach's going to suffer tomorrow!"

After taking a small bite of the roasted pig's trotter, the streamer's face and neck visibly turned red.

"I've seen live streams asking for money, but this is risking your life!"

"…Not spicy…Hiss…Just mild!Hissha…"

Dragon Nation viewers.

Saying this, he tossed the pig's trotter back to his bodyguard like a flicking snot. The red pig's trotter, which even the bodyguard wouldn't eat, was eventually thrown in the trash.

This rich Stick Nation streamer went on to eat spicy hot pot, spiced seafood, grilled gluten skewers, and other street foods. Honestly, in such a commercial street, some chain street snacks were average in taste, nothing special, but there were small shops that had been around for years with undeniably good flavors and daily lines of customers.

However, this Stick Nation rich kid would always find some excuse, saying one dish had bad texture and another lacked flavor. Eventually, Stick Nation viewers started mocking the stream.

Dragon Nation viewers couldn't hold back anymore.

As he kept walking, a long line ahead caught the rich kid's attention.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!What's this stall? The line's insane!"

His assistant hurried over to ask someone in line and returned.

"It seems to be selling fried rice noodles, some dessert called ice crystal cake, and stir-fried dishes like twice-cooked pork!"

"I must try this. Let me, the world-traveling foodie, evaluate if it's worth the hype!" Rich kid said.

"Whoa!The line is way too long. How long will it take?"

Stick Nation viewers.

Dragon Nation viewers.

The rich kid whispered to his assistant, who then tried to jump the line. The camera followed.

A young, handsome shop owner was stir-frying, flipping the rice noodles mid-air into a fluid-like shape before they landed back in the wok. The scene was mesmerizing.

Next to him was a small stand where a cute little girl was selling items as a mini shopkeeper, soft and adorable.

The live chat exploded.

Stick Nation female viewers.

Dragon Nation viewers felt the same.

The assistant spoke quietly in Mandarin to the shop owner, Lu Qin, suggesting they slip him a tip to cut the line. After all, lining up could take an hour—too long for a live stream.

Lu Qin kept packing fried noodles while shaking his head.

"Nope. Please queue like everyone else. If you're in a hurry, you can grab ready-made ice crystal cake, chickpea flower cake, or imperial chicken wings and iced mung bean soup from the side stall."

The assistant discreetly added a red bill. Before Lu Qin could respond, a sharp-eyed customer spotted it and got mad immediately.

"Hey, you! Do you see how big my fists are? Do you know how many queue-jumpers I take down every day?"

"Nice try! You dare jump the line here? We've been in this line long enough to turn feral. Smell the hostility in the air?"

"Paying to skip ahead? Flashing your wealth? I'll get 5,000 coins from the bank and bury you under them!"

"Kid! Watch yourself walking home at night. Don't let anyone put a sack over your head!"

Faced with one threat after another, the assistant shrank his neck, thinking,Are you customers or gangsters?

The assistant went back to the rich kid and said, "The owner's tough as nails. No bribes accepted. Let's just line up—it's faster than the other places."

The rich kid reluctantly joined the queue. The crowd's enthusiasm was a good sign this place was worth a try.

Twenty minutes later, it was finally their turn. They bought one of each item.

A nearby customer kindly reminded them.

"You can buy two boxes of ice crystal cake and three cups of mung bean soup, by the way."

The assistant translated this to the rich kid, who raised an eyebrow.

"Why would I buy more when I don't even know if it's good?"

The customer shook their head and said no more.

Live chat rolled on.

Stick Nation viewers.

Dragon Nation viewers.


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