Chapter 80 Childhood sweethearts?
On one side of the deck, next to a makeshift cooking table, several Michelin star chefs were busy.
The top-quality Wagyu beef sizzles on the iron plate, emitting an enticing aroma of fat, while fresh oysters are placed on crushed ice, with exquisite caviar and French consommé next to them.
The air was filled with the aroma of food and a hint of salty sea water.
Deng Yaochen sat next to Gu Manman, almost untouched the plate in front of him, all his attention was on Gu Manman.
He took out the shrimp meat neatly and put it into the white porcelain plate in front of Gu Manman.
"Sister Manman, this is delicious, you try it."
Just as Gu Manman picked up the fork, he picked up a piece of steamed grouper meat that had been deboned, carefully checked to make sure there were no tiny fish bones, and then put it back on her plate.
“This fish is very fresh and the meat is very tender.”
Su Yu was watching from the side and was amazed.
Gu Manman felt a little uncomfortable and whispered, "Xiao Hai, I can do it myself."
"That won't work," Deng Yaochen said as a matter of course, picking up another Australian lobster and starting to peel it. "You took care of me when we were little, now it's my turn to take care of you."
Su Yu realized it later: "Oh, it turns out Yaochen and Manman are childhood sweethearts! Manman didn't even tell me."
Deng Yaochen grinned: "Yes, Sister Manman and I grew up together."
While he was busy, he spoke with a nostalgic tone: "Sister Manman, do you still remember when we lived in that tube building when we were young, we all slept on the same bed."
"At that time, you always kicked off the quilt when you slept, and I had to cover you up when I woke up in the middle of the night..."
Zhao Yang almost spit out his beer. He stared at Deng Yaochen with wide eyes, then at Gu Manman, and finally glanced at Feng Mingzhou. My God, this kid knows how to dance in a minefield.
Zhou Mubai tightened his grip on the wine glass, his eyes fell on Gu Manman's slightly embarrassed face, and he said nothing.
Su Yu almost failed, and quickly picked up a napkin to cover her mouth, but her shoulders couldn't help but shrug.
"Ahem." Gu Manman coughed, trying to interrupt him, "Xiao Hai, don't talk about your childhood."
Deng Yaochen then stopped talking and nodded obediently: "Oh, okay."
Then he continued to lower his head and pick crab meat for Gu Manman.
Feng Mingzhou, who was sitting across the table, had a face so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it.
The veins on the back of his hand holding the wine glass were bulging.
He didn't look at anyone, just stared at the amber liquid in the glass, but his jawline was so tight that his back teeth were almost broken.
I finally made it through to dinner.
Su Yu suggested: "Hey, now that we have eaten and drunk enough, we have nothing to do anyway, why not go to the stern of the boat and go fishing?"
Su Yu was really a timely relief. Gu Manman was in urgent need of escape, so she quickly agreed.
"Okay, okay!" Deng Yaochen also stood up, "Sister Manman, I'll help you put on the bait!"
Watching Gu Manman, Su Yu, and Deng Yaochen following closely as they walked towards the stern, there were only three men left on the deck.
Zhao Yang sat between Feng Mingzhou and Zhou Mubai, and felt low pressure on both sides.
I just wanted to say something to liven up the atmosphere.
Feng Mingzhou's cold voice sounded.
"waste."
"What's the point of watching over people every day?"
“It’s just to let people take advantage of the situation.
These words were obviously directed at Zhou Mubai.
"At least," Zhou Mubai said calmly, "I won't keep someone by my side for five years and then lose him/her in the end."
Feng Mingzhou stood up and looked at Zhou Mubai with a frighteningly sinister look, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
"No one can take my people away."
"It was mine before, and it will only be mine in the future."
"Boss Feng is so capable," Zhou Mubai put down his wine glass, "but it's not like you to tolerate that kid jumping around under your nose."
Feng Mingzhou snorted coldly: "You are good at stirring up trouble."
"Manman treats that kid like his own brother. I'll get rid of him, and then you can reap the benefits?"
Zhao Yang coughed twice, trying to smooth things over: "Uh, that... the moonlight today is really nice, huh? It's big and round..."
Feng Mingzhou ignored him and continued to stare at Zhou Mubai coldly.
"Do you think you have a chance if you stay with her now?"
Zhou Mubai picked up the wine glass and took a sip with a calm attitude.
"Then don't bother Mr. Feng."
"We will handle the matter between Manman and I ourselves."
Feng Mingzhou sneered as if he had heard some huge joke.
Seeing that the atmosphere was about to explode again, Zhao Yang quickly stood up and stood between the two of them.
"Alright, alright! Stop talking!"
"Today is Mid-Autumn Festival! Mid-Autumn Festival! It's a day for reunion, not for quarrels!"
He held Feng Mingzhou's shoulder with one hand and patted Zhou Mubai's arm with the other.
"Give your brother some face, ok? Calm down."
Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he had just defused a bomb.
"Come on, come on, drink! Let's drink today, no matter who will be who tomorrow!"
Feng Mingzhou shook off his hand, picked up his wine glass, and drank the liquor in it.
The wine glass slammed heavily on the table, making a dull sound.
His eyes crossed the deck and looked far away towards the stern of the ship.
The sound of girls laughing could be faintly heard from there.
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Stern.
Su Yu: "Look at me! Tonight's supper depends on me!"
Deng Yaochen didn't take the fishing rod, but concentrated on helping Gu Manman prepare the bait with skillful movements.
"Sister Manman, this is ready, you try it."
He handed the baited fishhook to Gu Manman.
Gu Manman took the fishing rod and threw it out absentmindedly.
The fishing line drew an arc in the air and sank into the dark sea with the bait.
Deng Yaochen moved a small stool and sat down next to Gu Manman, looking at her profile with burning eyes.
The moonlight shone on her face, outlining the soft contours.
"Sister Manman, do you remember? When we were little in the orphanage, we secretly went to the ditch behind to fish."
Gu Manman nodded.
"You were the most timid at that time. You were afraid of earthworms. I had to help you get them."
Deng Yaochen's voice was filled with laughter.
Gu Manman felt a little uncomfortable: "It's been so long, I can't remember it clearly."
The smile on Deng Yaochen's face froze for a moment, then returned to normal.
"It's okay, I just remember it."
The sea breeze gradually grew stronger at night, bringing with it the coolness of late autumn and the moisture of the sea water, making people's hair messy.
Gu Manman pulled the fishing rod, felt a little cold, and subconsciously shrank her neck.
Deng Yaochen, who had been sitting quietly nearby, noticed it immediately.
He stood up, picked up the shawl beside him, and put it on Gu Manman.
"It's windy at night, don't catch a cold, Sister Manman."
Gu Manman's heart moved slightly, and just when she was about to say thank you, she caught a glimpse of Feng Mingzhou and Zhou Mubai standing side by side at the railing at the stern, looking at this side.
The night blurred their expressions.
All that was seen was a little scarlet light shining from the cigarette butt between Feng Mingzhou's fingers.
Feng Mingzhou took a deep puff of the cigarette, and the smoke slowly came out from his lips and dissipated in the night wind.
His fingers tightened, and the cigarette butt was deformed.
Childhood sweethearts? Grew up together? Shared bed?
Feng Mingzhou's back teeth were grinding.
He remembered the way the boy peeled shrimp for Gu Manman just now, the natural sense of intimacy, the unreserved tenderness and consideration.
The worst thing is that Gu Manman didn’t refuse.
Feng Mingzhou narrowed his eyes and locked his gaze on the pink-haired figure in the distance.
Deng Yaochen was squatting next to Gu Manman. The two were very close to each other and were talking about something. Gu Manman was even smiling.
That kind of smile that comes from the heart, relaxed and happy.
It had been a long time since she had smiled at him like this.
Zhou Mubai was already enough of a headache for him, and now here comes a childhood sweetheart.
Feng Mingzhou's chest was stabbed repeatedly with a knife, causing him pain and stuffiness. This kind of pain did not produce any trace of blood, but was more deadly than any external injury.
It took root deeply in his chest, reminding him again and again what it meant to want something but not get it.
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