He was conflicted. Mingzhuo's behavior was clearly that of a bully. Was this really a good thing?

If he keeps quiet about it, wouldn't that be suspected of covering up something?

Luo Wenxin understood him, sighed, and silently handed him a bowl of white rice. "Eat up now, so you'll eat less later and get beaten less."

Qiao Song: "..."

Why did he feel like crying? Now he couldn't eat at all!

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Mingzhuo calmly finished the meal with everyone.

She seemed to be deliberately saving room for the wild boar meat, eating very little of the vegetables and only a few bites of rice.

The others, not understanding why, kept urging her to eat more, saying that the food here was indeed delicious, and that it hadn't been sprayed with pesticides and had a pure and rich flavor.

Mingzhuo said with little interest, "Oh, if you like it, then eat more."

After the group had eaten and drunk their fill, they prepared to return home.

It was almost 6 p.m., and there was only an hour left before it got dark.

People in the mountains go to bed early, and by this time every household is already lighting fires and cooking, with wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys.

Mingzhuo told the production team directly that she saw the beautiful scenery of the mountain and wanted to stay one more night to breathe in some fresh air.

After saying that, he gave Luo Wenxin and Qiao Song a look.

Qiao Song: "I...I also want to stay."

Finally, everyone else left on the production team's bus. Before leaving, Tang Zhen looked at Qiao Song with suspicion several times, as if he suspected that Qiao Song had ulterior motives.

After all, Mingzhuo and Luo Wenxin are both advisors, so it's normal for them to get along, but it's strange to have Qiao Song inserted.