My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 310 Moral Hypocrisy

At 7 o’clock in the evening, the contestants in the four villas were complaining in the chat. group.

Contestant A: We’re starving to death! All we have is instant noodles, not to mention we bought them on credit from the production team!

Contestant B: You guys at least have instant noodles. As a grown man, I can’t even satisfy my hunger with two packs of instant noodles. I’ve already used up the fifty coins given to me by the production team, and now I don’t know what I’m going to eat tomorrow!

Contestant C: Is participating in a competition supposed to cost us our lives?

Amidst the discussions, someone suddenly said: I think I’m hallucinating. I smell a strong. aroma of hot pot, and it’s the spicy kind that I like!

In Villa No. 4 where Freya was staying, she was busying herself in the open kitchen, wearing

an apron.

Brisa, who couldn’t cook, sat obediently at the countertop, supporting her chin with her hands, looking like a cute little girl waiting for food to be served.

Freya poured the whole packet of spicy hot pot base into the pot. The broth instantly turned bright red, covered with small red chili

peppers.

Seeing that Brisa was bored waiting, Freya decided to prepare the salmon first. The salmon was large enough for them to have a meal today and make a few more salads.

Freya took a quarter of the fish, sliced it, and placed it on crushed ice. She also ground some wasabi and prepared soy sauce, which she placed in front of Brisa.

“You can eat while you wait. I’ve heard your stomach growling several times already,” Freya said with a smile.

Brisa was deeply moved and picked up a piece of salmon with her utensils and handed it to Freya. “Freya, from now on, you’re my idol!”

Brisa had a baby face to begin with, and when she acted cute, she even had a slightly childish voice. She looked completely different from her usual appearance when she played with flying knives like a pro.

Cute compliments filled the live stream comment section.

The production team also took notice and focused on Villa No. 4.

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quickly attracted many people to come

that it was Freya,

all, the desire to satisfy their hunger could

Kaufmann, what

who had lent Freya instant noodles stepped

called

the rules set by the production team? Where did you get. so many ingredients from, and why

and Brisa put down the utensils in her hand and drummed her fingertips impatiently

cold. “We exchanged them with coins. If

lying! I overheard the staff talking. It’s extremely difficult to earn coins. How could

and she sliced the beef evenly,

the two women causing trouble. I knew it. They’re the ones who

“What’s your problem?”

any sense of unity?” the woman on the left questioned with a moralistic look. “Even if

was speechless. Moral hypocrisy at its

it in her hand. She turned her head and looked at the

help you out with the coins we earned, then

The woman angrily

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Brisa’s hand swinging faster and faster, Freya knew

reasonable, but she didn’t like it when people kept talking

down

of the dozen or so people living in the villa had poked their heads out to listen

may I ask your

Riley Freeman.” The woman

nodded. “Riley, what does

Capitael. Surely you’ve heard of it?”

that mainly deals in real

“Yes,” Riley replied crisply.

are so many beggars and homeless people. wandering in Capitael. They all have no houses to live in, and the pressure to pay rent every month is also great. Since your

smile.

eyes widened instantly. “Do

family

Don’t you think you’re disgracing the Freeman Family?” Freya asked sincerely, tilting her head. “This is

of others.”