Chapter 22 It's Your Own fault

After getting off the car, fresh air rushed into my lungs, my center of gravity slowly stabilized, and the discomfort quickly disappeared.

The scenery in this place is quite nice. A small river meanders through the grassland like a jade belt. The grass is just turning a little yellow, and the refreshing autumn breeze mixed with the smell of green grass blows towards your face.

The sun was shining warmly, and the white tents had been set up, shining brightly against the azure sky.

The riverside is a good place for painting, so Jiang Jibai just happened to bring his tablet with him.

Zheng Qianqian arrived earlier than them, and Jiang Jibai saw Zheng Yuan playing with a little boy from afar.

They really look like a family of three. Does Zheng Yuan really want to be a father without any pain?

Zhang Wanwan went to find someone from their department, she was from the administrative department.

Each department prepares their own lunch, and there are some team-building activities in the afternoon. Overall, it is relatively free.

Jiang Jibai knew that he came here to work. Cows and horses are still cows and horses once they leave the company. There is grass and water here, they are pure cows and horses.

The other people in the design department looked down on their almost independent group, so they had to prepare their own lunch.

As the only man in the group, Zheng Yuan was playing with Zheng Qianqian's 7-year-old son.

The 7-year-old boy was at the age of being naughty. It was probably the first time for him to go out for some fun with so many people. He was jumping around like a pony on the loose.

Zheng Yuan followed him closely, fearing that he might get hurt. His expression was like that of a worried old eunuch following behind a naughty prince. It was unbearable to watch.

Ma Lin and Zhu Zihan kept praising Zheng Qianqian's son.

They praised the child's height and appearance, and then made some veiled insinuations about Zheng Qianqian. Zheng Qianqian fell for it and was so intimidated by them that she couldn't stop grinning.

The most outrageous thing is that Ma Lin said that Zheng Qianqian’s son was simply a prince charming when he was a child.

Jiang Jibai glanced at the mud monkey-like kid not far away, whose skin color was comparable to Brother Bao's.

Are you fucking black and white blind? Does your Prince Charming look like this as a child?

Sometimes Jiang Jibai really doubts his life. Is this class really necessary?

She didn't want to flatter Zheng Qianqian, let alone her son.

Jiang Jibai stood aside and took out his mobile phone to see if there was any news on the painting platform.

I didn’t expect that there are actually people who like her work, and many people liked her work.

There are several red dots in the message column at the bottom, and some people left her messages saying that they like her painting style and that she draws very well.

There are also a few new fans.

A feeling of joy surged in my heart. At least this was a good start.

She was looking at her phone and laughing when Zheng Qianqian shouted at her, "What are you doing here? Go get our group's food! Do you want us to go hungry?"

Everyone was idle, including Zheng Qianqian herself, but because she couldn't stand herself, she had to do all the work on her.

Jiang Jibai quickly put her phone into her pocket. She couldn't go against Zheng Qianqian yet. If she quit her job and became a freelance illustrator, her situation would be very unstable. She would have to stay here for a while.

After Jiang Jibai brought over two large bags of food, Zheng Qianqian asked her to move a box of mineral water.

The mineral water is on the bus, which is some distance away from the campsite.

In other departments, these jobs are done by boys, but Zheng Qianqian gives her the dirtiest and most tiring work.

The weight was on her hands, Jiang Jibai's fingers were red from being squeezed, and her arms were painful from being pressed. She had to take a break every time she walked a distance. She looked at the small white dot in front of her and knew that she still had a long way to go.

When she bent down again to pick up the box on the ground, she looked up and met a pair of cold eyes.

Jiang Jibai was startled by the person who suddenly appeared in her sight. The box slipped from her hands and fell heavily on the grass again.

Gu Moyang was wearing a white suit, a blue-gray shirt underneath, and a dark striped tie. He stood tall in front of her, even blocking the sunlight coming towards him.

The white suit was the same color as the distant sky, so white that it was dazzling, and the white made his face look very handsome.

His eyes were cold. Gu Moyang frowned when he saw the red marks on her palms. "You want to do this kind of work?"

Why is this guy so persistent? I run into him everywhere, and he happens to me when I'm in such a mess.

It gave him another opportunity to mock himself.

Jiang Jibai shook his hands and met his eyes with a sneer: "Yes, I'm not like Mr. Gu. I will do all the dirty and tiring work."

Gu Moyang's blood surged throughout his body. He just wanted to care about her, but she felt that he was mocking her.

They can no longer communicate normally, right?

The three words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat and I couldn't utter them.

"Jiang Jibai." Gu Moyang snorted coldly, his dark pupils icy. "You asked for this, do it if you want."

After saying that, he strode away, leaving her alone standing on the empty grass.

Looking at his increasingly smaller figure, Jiang Jibai felt something inside her peeling away bit by bit.

This time, my heart didn't hurt as much when I saw him leaving.

Jiang Jibai finally moved the box of water back. His hands were so red and about to blister. Jiang Jibai opened a bottle of mineral water and washed his hands to relieve the burning sensation in his palms.

Zheng Qianqian glanced at Jiang Jibai who was taking a break. "Are you taking a break already? Hurry up and prepare lunch. Look, other departments have already started working. There won't be anyone here to eat when the leader comes over later."

Jiang Jibai glanced at Ma Lin and Zhu Zihan. The two of them were sitting there holding their phones without moving, so she had to get up and prepare lunch.

Fortunately, the ingredients were semi-finished products, so she only needed to take them out, arrange them and bake them, otherwise she really wouldn't know how to do it.

In fact, it was her first time to roast her. Jiang Jibai originally wanted to call two people to help, but she glanced at the people who had nothing to do with it and swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Eat it or not, at worst we'll die together.

The campsite is well-equipped with barbecue grills and various seasonings.

The pork belly was roasted over the fire and the oil came out, making a sizzling sound.

I don’t know if it was oil that dripped into the charcoal fire, but suddenly the flames shot up very high and Jiang Jibai was shocked.

She screamed in surprise.

Ma Lin gave her a disgusted look and said, "Can you please stop being so pretentious when you're grilling something? You're almost scaring me to death."

It's easy to talk without any back pain. Jiang Jibai resisted the urge to throw the skewers at her face and said, "If you're good, come on."

Ma Lin shut up when he saw the smoke and fire over there.

Jiang Jibai was choked by the smoke and started coughing, and his hands were burned by a few drops of splashed oil.

But everyone treated her as if she were invisible and couldn't see her.

When had she ever served others like this? In the past, someone would bake the food, cool it down for her, and feed it to her.

That person was none other than Gu Moyang.

Some fragmented images ran into Jiang Jibai's mind, and Jiang Jibai shook his head, trying to drive that person out of his mind.

Jiang Jibai was busy sprinkling seasonings when suddenly a man in a suit and tie came over.

Looking at the man's face, she felt that he looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere, but she couldn't remember where.

The man was holding two boxes of mineral water. He put his things aside and said with a polite smile, "These two boxes of water should be enough for you to drink for the whole afternoon."

After saying that, he nodded to Jiang Jibai and left.

Jiang Jibai felt confused.