At this moment, not just Luo Chao, even Chef Boris and the aristocratic offspring watching below are utterly baffled by Miao Shiyun's unexpected move.
"Oh my, what's Miao Shiyun doing? She clearly enjoyed eating the mapo tofu just now, but she's actually voting for Boris!"
"Exactly, women's hearts are needles at the bottom of the sea, we really can't understand them!"
"You don't know shit, my goddess Miao Shiyun surely has her reasons for doing this!"
"Stop with the goddess talk, don't forget our bet, if Luo Chao won this round, we'd win money, but now, it's dragging onto the third round!"
Everyone below is discussing, with each person expressing they don't understand what Miao Shiyun is up to.
Boris, who originally felt he was doomed to lose, suddenly regained his spirit when he saw Miao Shiyun vote for him.
He hurriedly stepped towards Miao Shiyun, then surprisingly knelt on one knee, grasped Miao Shiyun's soft, delicate hand, and seemed to want to kiss it.
