They grew up together. When they were little, Jingli was easy to feed, but since they started eating in the cafeteria in high school, she complained every day that the food there was terrible.

In one month, I lost a full five pounds due to starvation.

He felt sorry for the family, so he secretly went to learn how to cook from the family chef.

At first, his hands were covered with scars from cutting vegetables. Whenever she asked, he would say that he had accidentally injured himself while practicing martial arts.

Each time, she would lovingly put a heart-shaped band-aid on herself.

He spent a whole month learning to cook, and after mastering the skill, he lied and said that his family's cook had made lunch. After that day, they never went to the student cafeteria again.

He would prepare everything in advance, heat it up at the cafeteria, and then the two of them would eat together on the rooftop.

Jing Li never asked him where the vegetables came from, and he kept it a secret from her.

Looking back now, she knew all along that she had cooked the dishes herself...

This little rascal always goes to any lengths to achieve his goals; he even deliberately refused to eat in order to make him feel sorry for him!

But it was bad... exactly what he wanted!

Fei Mo couldn't help but wonder, between them, who fell in love with whom first?

If he hadn't hidden his feelings back then, would they have been together long ago?

In our youth, our feelings are always hazy and confused.

Neither dared to confess first, probably because they were afraid that the other person would reject them, ultimately making it impossible to maintain their childhood friendship.

Unfortunately, there's no going back.

It is because of her past that Jing Li has become who she is today.

A little princess raised in a greenhouse has transformed into a stunningly beautiful wild rose.

"Brother, brother, what are you thinking about? The food's burnt!"

Heng Yan's terrified voice came from beside her ear.

"Ahem...sorry..."

Fei Mo snapped out of her reverie and realized that she had been so engrossed in thinking about the past that the food in the pot had long since burned.

Holy crap, I got so lost in thought, how fearless am I!

The two men were worried for him and intended to let the matter drop.

"Hehehe, that's all in the past. Why bring it up now? Brother, don't you have a sister-in-law now?"

Xue Xuran laughed it off, while constantly giving Fei Mo meaningful glances.

They were worried about him having a bad day, but little did they know that the two of them were actually subtly showing off their affection.

"Yes... I have you now, my little koi fish."

Looking at Jing Li with deep affection, Fei Mo's smile was radiant and sweet.

"A serious man...is very handsome. The way you cook is absolutely stunning!"

Jing Li rested her chin on one hand, feigning infatuation.

The two rolled their eyes again. Enough already! Here we go again. Aren't you two getting sick of each other?

Soon, four dishes and a soup were served.

Stir-fried tomatoes and eggs, stir-fried wild boar with scallions, cold cucumber salad, water spinach with garlic, and cabbage and meatball soup.

"This is wild boar meat, we rarely get to eat it, sister-in-law, please have a taste!"

Xue Xuran served her food attentively.

"Thank you. What are your plans for the next few days?"

Jing Li asked.

"I'll take you to visit the factory and warehouse in the morning, then we'll go shooting practice in the training room in the afternoon, and the day after tomorrow I'll take you hunting in the wild?"

Fei Mo announced the itinerary for the next two days.

Jungler?

Jing Li's eyes lit up, and she blinked excitedly.

She hasn't played jungle or shooting games in a long time, and she really misses them.

"My brother is a great shot. Let him show you his skills tomorrow. It's so exciting to fire a gun for the first time. When Brother Mo first took us into the training room, we were so excited that we couldn't sleep for days!"

Recalling the past, Heng Yan and Xue Xuran were both filled with emotion.

Who would have thought that these people, who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun, would one day turn into arms dealers?