Wen Bai watched Wen Ziyue without expression.
Wen Ziyue seemed to be met with a cold shoulder and looked away awkwardly.
Wen Ziyue suddenly remembered that his relationship with Wen Bai had always been antagonistic. Although it had eased up, it was far from good.
They were not on terms where they could joke around so casually.
Although they were nominal fiancés, neither of them had any romantic intentions, nor was there any need for a political marriage.
They both knew that their nominal relationship would eventually come to an end, it was just a matter of finding a suitable opportunity.
Wen Ziyue cleared his throat to mask his embarrassment and said, "Aren't your robot's cooking skills very good? I don't know what's wrong with mine. Perhaps it hasn't mastered the cooking techniques properly. I brought it here to learn from your robot."
Wen Ziyue was being euphemistic.
However, Wen Bai was not swayed and said coldly, "I don't have time today."
Wen Ziyue found a loophole, "It's okay if you don't have time. Just leave your robot here, or lend it to me for a few days."
Wen Bai gave Wen Ziyue a look that conveyed: Dream on.
Wen Bai turned around and walked towards the door with 575.
He had only taken two steps when he heard Wen Ziyue say faintly from behind, "I was the one who helped you find it back, though..."
Wen Bai paused and stopped his step forward.
In fact, Wen Ziyue was just muttering to himself. He hadn't expected that Wen Bai, who had been so unresponsive to all his pleas, would react to this one sentence.
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Wen Bai sat on the sofa, holding some fruit, and began watching a cooking show in the living room as if no one else was there.
575 was busy in the kitchen, while the robot brought by Wen Ziyue stood beside 575, observing, recording data, and learning.
575 first brewed a cup of coffee for Wen Ziyue and placed it on the dining table.
With its sapphire blue eyes looking at the person in front of it, 575 said in a low, gentle voice to its owner's fiancé, "Please enjoy."
After that, it turned back to the kitchen to continue its work.
575's efficiency in household chores had always been high. Before long, the simple breakfast that Wen Ziyue requested was served.
He picked up the coffee, sniffed it with an expression of enjoyment, took a shallow sip, and then in the next second, he spat out the entire sip he had just taken with a "Pfft!"
Wen Bai turned his head at the sound: "?"
Wen Ziyue smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry."
As Wen Bai turned back to continue watching the cooking show, Wen Ziyue asked 575 with a strange expression, "Did you make this? Not him?"
He held up the coffee and asked 575, gesturing towards the robot he had brought.
The tall and handsome robot replied with a standard smile, "Yes, guest, I made this."
Wen Ziyue put down the coffee.
Then, with a flicker of expectation, he took a few more bites of the breakfast made by 575.
Just a few bites.
Then, Wen Ziyue silently put down his chopsticks.
He sat on the chair for a while, as if questioning his existence.
Why was it that the last time he visited, even the simplest breakfast had tasted incredibly delicious?
And today, it was like this?
That cup of coffee was even...
He looked into the cup again, confirming.
Yes, it was burnt.
It didn't smell burnt, but drinking it produced an intense, taste bud-stimulating burnt bitterness. He didn't know how it was achieved.
It was even worse than what his own robot made.
Wen Ziyue began to ponder.
So, this was the instability of robots?
Meanwhile, 575 seemed completely unaware of what it had done, standing obediently to the side, waiting with a smile for the guest to make new requests.
Wen Ziyue was never one to dismiss a person or a thing based on a single event or accident, and that included robots.
He gave 575 a chance and had it make several dishes, and then had his own robot make several dishes.
Things gradually moved in a bizarre direction.
Originally, his robot's cooking was only generally unpalatable, but still vaguely edible.
However, after learning and being tutored by Wen Bai's robot, its cooking began to devolve into something difficult to swallow.
And the dishes made by 575, too, became something he could no longer eat even a single bite of.
The other party seemed to know what he disliked.
He hated sweet things, so the dishes contained a lot of sugar. He didn't eat much sour food, so every dish could be sour and sweet.
Even spicy dishes could be made to taste sour...
This was even after he explicitly requested no sugar or vinegar.
As for the food made by his robot, the complex flavors were now difficult to describe in words.
Finally, Wen Ziyue gave up.
Wen Ziyue looked at 575 with a complex expression, then stood up and, with his robot looking particularly dejected, bid farewell to Wen Bai and left.
As for Wen Bai, after witnessing all of this,
Seeing the mountain of barely-touched food in the kitchen and the wasted ingredients by the robots, Wen Bai felt that Wen Ziyue was deliberately causing trouble.
In any case, all these operations had brought the time close to noon.
After tidying up the kitchen and dining table, 575 prepared a table full of dishes for Wen Bai.
Wen Bai found them incredibly delicious.
Wen Bai once again confirmed that Wen Ziyue had come to pick a fight.
Once people are full, they tend to get sleepy.
Wen Bai dozed off without realizing it.
Wen Bai, who was supposed to go out and handle business, made a last-minute decision to take a nap.
However, the nap was so good that he overslept.
By the time Wen Bai woke up from his nap, the sky outside was already darkening.
It was already evening.
It was quite unexpected.
Wen Bai sat up in bed, propping himself up with his hand, and rubbed his eyes.
He hadn't expected to sleep so deeply today and had forgotten to ask 575 to wake him up.
His phone vibrated on the edge of the bedside table, about to fall off.
Just as it was about to fall, a slender hand with distinct bone structure gently caught it and handed it to Wen Bai: "Master, the phone."
Wen Bai, still groggy from sleep, dazedly took the phone handed by 575 and answered.
On the other end, Director Li's voice was cautious, "Mr. Wen, the previous advertising campaign was very successful. Old Zhang is hosting a celebration banquet to reward everyone. Would you like to attend?"
Director Li had invited Wen Bai at the urging of others. He actually felt that Mr. Wen wouldn't like such an event, especially with them. He called only to show courtesy. Mr. Wen could decline, but he had to be properly notified.
Wen Bai: "No, thank you."
Director Li was still speaking, "Gou Zhe will be there too, and some... ah, alright."
As expected, Mr. Wen wouldn't attend such an event.
System 001 chimed in Wen Bai's ear, "Host, the original plot's female lead is also at this celebration banquet. And at a banquet where both the male and female leads are present, a rogue robot appeared."
Wen Bai, who was about to hang up, picked up his phone again and made a direct callback.
"Mr. Wen, do you have any further instructions?"
Wen Bai said coldly, "Send me the address."