Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Everyone in the studio was shocked.

Jian Shutong's pupils tightened even more suddenly, she turned her head stiffly to look at Wei Ran, she couldn't believe her ears.

"Master?" she repeated softly in disbelief.

Shi Qing'an's lips parted slightly, and he sat stiffly on the tilting chair, feeling as if his whole body had been petrified, "Wei... Teacher Wei Ran just said that the goddess is his master?"

"Master, Master, Master." Wei Ran's voice sounded, and he repeated the title three times cheerfully.

He got up jerkily and ran to Shi Qinglan's side, his eyes as clear as a clear spring shone with light, the young man raised his clear face, and looked at her with twinkling eyes full of expectation.

The small hand gently grabbed the corner of her clothes, and tentatively pulled it carefully, "Master...is it you?"

Bo Yucheng's long and narrow eyes narrowed, and there was a cold light in those black pupils as black as lacquer, as he stared closely at the boy's hand grabbing the corner of the girl's clothes, the jealousy deep in his heart was overturned in an instant.

Shi Qinglan sensed a gloomy chill...

She took a step to the side indiscriminately, Wei Ran's hand holding the corner of her clothes immediately let go, and the young man looked down at the empty fingers, his eyes slightly drooping as if a little lonely.

"Did I admit it wrong?" He bit his cherry-like lips lightly, lost his soul like an abandoned little boy.

The rest of the studio staff also held their breath and looked at her, waiting for her answer, their hearts almost jumped out!

Shi Qinglan's red lips were lightly pursed, and there was a little sparkle in those delicate eyes, she clenched her empty fist against her lips a little uncomfortably, looked away and said, "That..."

"You must not deny it!" Wei Ran suddenly raised his eyes, "I am sure I did not admit my mistake! You are my master!"

Shi Qinglan was at a loss for words, but she didn't want to deny it.

But the boy's fair and tender cheeks were slightly puffed up, and his eyes were full of seriousness, "I've tasted it all!"

"Taste... Is it okay after you taste it?" Shi Qing'an was still in a daze, her exquisite eyes were a little hollow.

Jian Shutong frowned slightly, and couldn't hold back his voice, "Teacher Wei Ran, maybe you've made a mistake? Miss Qingyue is the queen of the singing world, a big star who doesn't touch her fingers. How could she be teaching you how to cook?" Master of Art..."

"Besides, she wears a mask to cover her face. It's normal if she is mistaken, but Mr. Wei Ran must have seen your master's appearance, right? Why don't you let Miss Qingyue take off the mask and have a look?"

Nan Xiyue immediately exploded, "I'm (‵o′) convex!"

She glanced at Jian Shutong with extreme displeasure, rolled up her sleeves and wanted to beat someone up, "This sister, believe it or not, I will grab her head off and cook butter hot pot in minutes!"

"Calm down...you calm down." The director immediately stood up and stopped her, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

He really didn't expect that Jian Shutong could create such moths.

Qingyue refused to reveal her face no matter what announcement she received. Her mask was her specialty, and it was also her last protection. This was something everyone in the entertainment industry knew well.

Very few people dare to touch Qingyue's bottom line...

"Even if Master is wearing a mask, I won't admit it wrong."

Wei Ran frowned slightly, and he lowered his eyes and began to analyze the reason with his fingers, "When my master made lotus flower cakes, he especially liked to add lotus petals to the lotus paste stuffing, and she used to use celadon dishes and liked to decorate with lotus leaves! Everything is right. It's number one!"

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng looked down at the plate of lotus cake in his hand.

Shi Qing'an also turned his head away immediately, and he saw the peach blossom crisps with a clear layer on the celadon plate, decorated with lotus leaves, as for what's in the stuffing, forgive him for not being able to taste it...

"Maybe it's a coincidence." Jian Shutong chuckled, "State banquets pay attention to excellence, and people like me only realize it after years of hard work. Miss Qingyue is in the entertainment circle every day..."

"He didn't admit his mistake." Shi Qinglan suddenly parted her red lips.

Jian Shutong was analyzing slowly, not wanting Qingyue to steal her limelight, but she didn't expect the other party to say such a sentence suddenly, which made her blink in a daze.

Her tongue was almost tied, "What, what?"

Shi Qinglan raised her chin slightly to look at Jian Shutong, her red lips curled up, "Wei Ran is right."

Hearing this, Wei Ran's eyes instantly lit up with stars.

He looked up at the girl with his clear cheeks, and his sweet dimples sank into his tender cheeks, "It's really Master!"

He knew that his intuition must be right!

Master taught her the art of cakes for state banquets for several years, and almost handed over all of his exclusive recipes to him, so he was naturally very aware of Master's habits in making pastries.

Even without this celadon plate and lotus leaves...

He can also taste it, this is the taste of Master!

"Good boy." Shi Qinglan's red lips curved slightly, and he looked at the young man with a smile in his eyes, and was about to raise his hand to rub his head habitually, but suddenly felt a cold gaze fall over him.

The girl's hand was frozen in mid-air, she looked up and saw Bo Yucheng squinting at her, so she immediately retracted her hand.

"So... so Miss Qingyue is really Teacher Wei Ran's master? The rumored famous chef of the state banquet?" The director looked towards Shi Qinglan in shock.

Wei Ran's lips lifted slightly, and he raised his face proudly, "Yes, this is something that the entire chef circle has long recognized, and only my master is worthy of the title of China's No. 1 State Banquet Chef!"

Hearing this, the program crew opened their eyes in shock.

They stared at Qingyue stiffly. She was wearing a crimson Hanfu, which was so magnificent that it made Shengxue's skin delicate. Her brows and eyes were full of charming youth, and her frowns and smiles were charming and infatuated...

This is the radiant queen in the music world!

Now, Wei Ran, a famous pastry chef of China's state banquet, actually said that she is China's number one state banquet chef and his master!

"Then Jian Shutong, the number one state banquet chef in China..." The director cast his eyes on her suspiciously.

Hearing this, Jian Shutong was a little ashamed.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails were almost embedded in her palms, and her breathing became a little short due to tension, "Actually, I... those are all nonsense from fans."

Jian Shutong raised an awkward and stiff smile.

She threw all the blame on the fans, refusing to admit that this was a marketing tactic set up by her own people.

"Fans talking nonsense?" The director frowned tightly, "But when the program team invited you as China's No. Because of this identity!"

The director looked at Jian Shutong with serious eyes, and his tone seemed to be accusatory after learning that he had been deceived.