Outcome

However, for some reason, the pie seemed to have grown teeth of its own and would bite her hand. Li Wenying had just grabbed it when she yelped in pain and threw it away with all her might!

The pie fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at her with displeasure. "Why did you throw our things so simply? Don't you know how precious food is right now?"

"I ... I dropped it by accident."

Li Wenying was still pretending to be polite. She couldn't take the one on the table directly, so she gritted her teeth and tried to pick up the piece that was on the ground.

However, the moment her fingers touched it, the pie stabbed her again. Li Wenying wailed and cried out in frustration. "Did you put needles into your home-cooked food? My hand hurts!"

Then, she rushed over angrily and said in a righteous tone, "I can't cook anymore. Since you can't finish the food anyway..."