Zhou Delong naturally didn't know that this was just Sun Bowen's insincere words.

When he heard that Sun Bowen was moved to tears by the Mapo tofu, the anger in his heart finally subsided a bit.

"Hey, OK, OK, I'll eat!" Sun Bowen saw that Zhou Delong had finally calmed down a bit, so he had no choice but to keep going. He picked up the tray and poured the Mapo tofu into his mouth in one go.

He held his breath, not daring to let the tofu linger in his mouth, only hoping it would quickly slide through his mouth, directly into his throat and into his stomach.

But no matter how fast Sun Bowen ate, his mouth still felt burning hot, and his throat was somewhat swollen.

Vaguely, Sun Bowen already felt several painfully swollen blisters appear on his gums and tongue!

Sun Bowen felt like he was holding a mouthful of fire, so hot that he was better off dead!

He quickly ran to Chef Boris's cooking station, grabbed some ice Boris used for freezing fish, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The freezing cold ice entered his mouth, neutralizing the fiery spice, finally allowing Sun Bowen to catch his breath. He almost got killed by Luo Chao's Mapo tofu!

Fortunately, earlier, Chef Boris had taken some frozen seafood from the back kitchen to make Bouillabaisse.

If it weren't for those ice cubes to cool him down, he might have become the headline of tomorrow's bizarre news: Rich Kid Dies from Eating Tofu, just thinking about it is hilarious!

Sun Bowen finally finished the plate of Mapo tofu, but at this moment he almost collapsed to the ground, his eyes unfocused.

His clothes and hair were a mess, even tears and snot dripped onto his expensive suit, but he couldn't be bothered to wipe them off.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Sun, are you okay? You look like you can't handle spicy food, huh?" Luo Chao's teasing voice emerged once again.

"Who says I can't handle spicy! I Love spicy food!" Sun Bowen forced himself to respond to Luo Chao.

Sun Bowen finally escaped from the fiery hell; at this moment, admitting defeat in front of Luo Chao was out of the question.

"Oh? Then you must think my Mapo tofu is pretty good, right?" Luo Chao asked thoughtfully.

"Luo Chao, my young friend, aren't you asking the obvious? Your Mapo tofu, I dare say anyone would say it's delicious!" Zhou Delong jumped in to answer, giving Sun Bowen a look, clearly hoping for his affirmation.

Sun Bowen sneaked a glance at Zhou Delong's expression, thought it over, then awkwardly smiled and said, "Yes, the old master Zhou is right, this Mapo tofu is truly delicious! Delicious, very Goodeat!"

"Oh! It's delicious, is it?" Luo Chao seemed to want confirmation and asked Sun Bowen again.

"Uh-huh, Goodeat! So delicious!" Sun Bowen with a stiff smile, stared hard at Luo Chao, gritting his teeth.

Although he didn't know what had happened to his body, he vaguely felt that this change was connected to Luo Chao!

"Ah! What a coincidence! Since you think it's delicious, then have another bowl!" Luo Chao said as he served another steaming plate of Mapo tofu from the pot!

"Hee hee, Mr. Sun, you're really lucky! I accidentally made a bit too much earlier and was worried it would go to waste if thrown away! Now it's perfect. If you think it's good, you can have it!" Luo Chao said with a mischievous smile.

Sun Bowen, seeing that Luo Chao had this trick up his sleeve, felt his scalp explode in an instant.

His blood almost reversed flow, and his face instantly turned pale, losing all color!

And Zhou Delong, upon seeing Luo Chao serve another plate of Mapo tofu, showed a greedy light in his aged eyes!

Seeing Sun Bowen frozen in place, Zhou Delong nudged him with his elbow and said, "What? Mr. Sun, aren't you going to say anything? If you don't eat, I will!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Bowen quickly pretended to burp and replied, "Oh, Master Zhou, Youeat, you eat! I'm already full, I can't eat anymore!"

Sun Bowen had been terrified by the extra plate of Mapo tofu that Luo Chao served, yet Zhou Delong's words helped him out.

"Hahaha, Mr. Sun, you're quite a character!" Zhou Delong didn't hold back, as all the polite words meant nothing in front of gourmet temptation.

Seeing Zhou Delong enjoy his food thoroughly, and recalling the inexplicable stinging sensation on his neck when Luo Chao patted his shoulder earlier.

Sun Bowen concluded that his body had somehow been tampered with by Luo Chao!

From now on, whatever he eats will probably be unbearable, and staying at the judges' table is not tasting gourmet, but enduring torment!

Thinking of this, Sun Bowen first snorted coldly and still cast his vote for French Chef Boris.

Then he made an excuse to the crowd, "Everyone, Sorry, I have some matters to deal with, so I'll leave the judging of this culinary duel to Master Zhou and the two lovely CEOs for now!"

After speaking, Sun Bowen glared fiercely at Luo Chao and then left the banquet hall.

With Sun Bowen off the stage, the only one left to vote was Miao Shiyun.

Miao Shiyun blinked her beautiful eyes, glanced at Chef Boris, who looked helpless, and Luo Chao, who seemed confident about the outcome, hesitated slightly, then decisively raised the sign with Boris's name on it.

Seeing this result, Luo Chao couldn't help but be surprised and rubbed his eyes, afraid he was mistaken.

But unfortunately, he wasn't mistaken, Miao Shiyun indeed cast her vote for Boris!

Luo Chao never expected this. He had almost given his all in this Mapo tofu dish, aiming not to drag the competition into a third round, because he believed, with his skill, defeating a French cuisine with his Chinese dish would be a piece of cake.

Logically, in a best-of-three, winning two to zero wouldn't be too much!

But Lin Yun's best friend, Miao Shiyun, seems to be playing by her own rules!

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