Why Did You Provoke Her? She Becomes the Ghost Queen After Death - chapter 66

The moment Yan Jie said that, the viewers in Su Xiaoxiao’s Live Stream Room instantly panicked.

“Xiaoxiao baby, you absolutely can’t play any game with that piece of trash! She’s sly and vicious as hell!”

“Yan Jie is disgusting! Xiaoxiao baby, don’t play with her!”

“I skimmed through some of Yan Jie’s stream replays. This woman will stop at nothing to get what she wants-she’s rotten to the core! Xiaoxiao, you must not go along with her!”

“That bastard finally said what she’s really after! Xiaoxiao, don’t play any damn game with her!”

Fortunately, Xiaoxiao had Xiang Hui at her side.

Xiang Hui successfully voiced what the viewers wanted to say. “Xiaoxiao! Don’t play any game with her! One look and you can tell she came prepared!”

When she finished, Xiang Hui glared at Yan Jie. “If you’ve got a problem, come at me first. I’ll stick with you to the bitter end! Whoever chickens out is the other’s granddaughter!”

“Tsk, tsk.” Yan Jie sneered at Xiang Hui, then shifted her gaze to Su Xiaoxiao. “Oh, come on, come on, I haven’t even said what the game is yet. Don’t tell me you’re scared already?”

Su Xiaoxiao’s face was expressionless, her eyes icy as she looked at Yan Jie. “What game?”

“The game is simple. On the third day, isn’t there going to be a Culinary Team Competition?” Yan Jie’s lips curved in a half-smile. “We’ll bet on whose team ranks higher.”

“If my team ranks higher than yours, I win. If I win, you’ll be my dog from now on. Whatever I tell you to do, you’ll do. Even if I tell you to stand there and let me kill you, you’ll have to stand still and not move.”

“And if I win?”

Hearing this, Yan Jie’s lips slowly curled up. Knowing that Su Xiaoxiao was considering it, she replied,

“If you win, then of course I’ll be your dog. Kill me, skin me alive-do whatever you want.”

When she finished, Yan Jie glanced at the plate of black, burnt egg fried rice on the table next to them.

She knew that thing was made by Su Xiaoxiao.

Her grandfather had sent people to watch Su Xiaoxiao’s Live Stream Room all day, monitoring her cooking.

With the kind of dishes Su Xiaoxiao had produced, even a dog would shake its head and walk away.

So Yan Jie had a very clear idea of what level Su Xiaoxiao’s cooking was at.

And that was when inspiration struck-she instantly thought of how to get back at Su Xiaoxiao.

Pointing at the black, charred egg fried rice, she used a taunting tone to goad her:

“But hey, if you don’t want to play, I can understand. With cooking skills like yours, even if I cooked with my feet, I’d still be better than you.”

“Xiaoxiao, don’t pay attention to her! She looks like she’s full of bad ideas!” Afraid Su Xiaoxiao would agree, Xiang Hui hurriedly spoke up.

She turned and glared viciously at Yan Jie. “Don’t use your disgusting cheap provocation on my Xiaoxiao! My Xiaoxiao isn’t playing with you. You’re not worthy!”

“Heh.” Yan Jie let out a cold laugh at Xiang Hui.

Damn this temper of mine.

Thick-headed as always, Xiang Hui was just about to rush up and throw hands with Yan Jie when, the very next second, Su Xiaoxiao’s voice rang out.

“Fine. We’ll do it your way.”

“Xiaoxiao?!” Xiang Hui whipped her head around to stare at Su Xiaoxiao in shock. “Xiaoxiao, you can’t play with her! What are you thinking?!”

“Good!” Yan Jie’s face lit up with sudden delight. “Su Xiaoxiao, you actually made me look at you with a bit of respect!”

With that, Yan Jie took out an item.

“I’ve got Contract Paper. Let’s sign the contract now.”

At that moment, the viewers in Su Xiaoxiao’s Live Stream Room were going crazy with anxiety.

“Ahhhh, why did Xiaoxiao baby agree to her?! I’m done…”

“That beast cooks really well! And Xiaoxiao’s cooking is a total disaster. She’s going to lose! Don’t play with her, Xiaoxiao!”

“I know Xiang Hui and Lü Le are pretty good at cooking, but Xiaoxiao baby, you have to be realistic about your own cooking skills!”

“Xiang Hui, stop Xiaoxiao! Don’t let her play!”

They didn’t even need the viewers to say it-Xiang Hui was already panicking. She wrapped her arms around Su Xiaoxiao, refusing to let her go sign any damn contract.
Though Xiang Hui’s cooking was great, the Ghost Chef Teacher had already laid out the rules.

For the team cooking competition, each member of the team had to make one dish. The judges would eat everything and then give an overall score.

Xiang Hui was confident she could beat Yan Jie’s team, but what if something unexpected happened? She couldn’t let Xiaoxiao fall into that wretch Yan Jie’s hands!

She couldn’t take that risk!

Besides, while things with Lü Le weren’t really a problem, Xiaoxiao’s cooking today was a huge problem.

But Xiang Hui and the watching students had no idea what this “game” Yan Jie mentioned meant in Su Xiaoxiao’s heart.

To Su Xiaoxiao, this meant that before she even died, she would have a chance to personally take revenge on her enemy.

If she won, Su Xiaoxiao could personally kill Yan Jie-torture her to death.

If she lost, Su Xiaoxiao would only be tortured to death by Yan Jie. Once she died and became a ghost, Yan Jie still wouldn’t escape her.

No matter win or lose, Su Xiaoxiao felt the outcome was good for her.

But if possible, Su Xiaoxiao wanted to win more.

She wanted to defeat Yan Jie head‑on, trample her underfoot, then cut off her head.

As for her own cooking, Su Xiaoxiao knew exactly where she stood-she was terrible.

Even so, Su Xiaoxiao still wanted to give it a try.

Either way, the final result would be in her favor.

In the end, no matter how Xiang Hui and Lü Le tried to talk her out of it, no matter how anxious the audience was, Su Xiaoxiao still signed a contract with Yan Jie, under the notarization of the Horror World.

At the same time, Yan Jie added a clause to the contract: before the competition rankings came out, Su Xiaoxiao was not allowed to have any ghosts come looking for her trouble.

Once the contract took effect, Yan Jie couldn’t hide the joy on her face. “Hahahahaha, good! Su Xiaoxiao, you really have some backbone! See you the day after tomorrow! Hahahahaha!”

Her goal achieved, Yan Jie left, laughing.

In her mind, she was already playing out the scene of Su Xiaoxiao being tortured by her until she was on the verge of death.

Yan Jie didn’t believe for a second that Su Xiaoxiao’s team could possibly beat her own.

Her own cooking was excellent, and her two teammates were also highly skilled.

On top of that, she had plenty of Horror Coins. When the time came, she could slip a few Horror Coins to the judges.

With a nigh‑certain win shoved right in their faces, how was she supposed to lose?

Hahahahaha!

“Ah.” Xiang Hui looked at Su Xiaoxiao and let out a long sigh. “Xiaoxiao, you’re being foolish.”

Beside her, Lü Le quickly comforted her. “Alright, Xiang Hui, it’s already come to this. Since Xiaoxiao’s made up her mind and the contract’s signed, then we’ll just lend her a hand! We’ll beat that whatever‑her‑name‑is Jie!”

Xiang Hui sighed inwardly, then her gaze turned resolute.

Lü Le was right. Since things had come this far, she’d just help Xiaoxiao win this competition.

Xiang Hui looked seriously at Su Xiaoxiao and said, “Xiaoxiao, since it’s already come to this, starting tomorrow, Lü Le and I will give you one full day of hell‑style cooking training.”

Seeing the fighting spirit burning in Xiang Hui’s eyes, Su Xiaoxiao silently thanked her and nodded.

“It’s getting late. Let’s go back to the dorm and rest so we can get to the classroom early tomorrow,” Lü Le said. It was already close to night.

Once everyone had left Classroom 102…

A few ghostly figures suddenly appeared out of thin air in Classroom 102.

The Fat Ghost Chef bowed respectfully to them. “Elders.”

The ghostly figures ignored the Fat Ghost Chef and went straight to fighting over the black, burnt egg fried rice Su Xiaoxiao had made.

“That was left for me by the little ancestor! You’re not allowed to fight me for it!”

“Bullshit! I say it was left for me by the little ancestor!”

“Enough, enough! There’s still some of the little ancestor’s cooking in the trash can. We’ll all share!”

Very soon, the sound of chewing filled Classroom 102.