A barbecue in the courtyard began in such a joyful atmosphere.
When Yuan Mei became a chef, he initially burned the food a bit, but he quickly got the hang of it.
Brush with oil and sauce, cut the chicken wings and drumsticks, flip them over, brush with sauce again... The meat shrinks and curls on the grill, sizzling. The pork belly is translucent and glistening with golden light, the wing tips of the chicken wings are crisp and golden, the beef has a firm and rich texture, and the skin of the chicken drumsticks is grilled through, with golden and glistening oil dripping down, sparking sparks on the grill, echoing the two girls' exclamations of surprise.
Jian Yan: "Mmm, it smells so good, my mouth is watering!"
Xue Qiandai: "I could eat this whole grill!"
Yuan Mu: "Don't worry, there will be vegetables later."
The first batch of roasted meat was ready. Yuan Mu set it on two small trays, which Xue Qiandai snatched with lightning speed. Her forehead gleamed with delight as she took a bite, panting and eating with gusto. Exhausted and starving after a long day, she paid no heed to formalities.
Jian Yan was amused by her little actions, and savored the taste herself in small bites, as if she were the real rich girl.
"Dai Dai, slow down, don't burn your stomach!"
As Xue Qiandai ate, she sized up the two people, her gossipy nature growing stronger. "Senior Yuan, whoever marries you will be so lucky. Your barbecue skills are enough to win a woman's heart."
As Yuan Mu brushed the vegetables, he laughed and said, "I don't have any special skills. I just crammed for a week and learned as I went. I'm glad you don't mind."
Wow, that's really thoughtful.
"Senior Yuan, do you have a girlfriend?" Xue Qiandai asked again, glancing at Jian Yan.
Yuan Mu blushed, whether from the barbecue or from embarrassment, it was hard to tell. "I'm afraid that girls will suffer with me in the future, so I'm working hard to achieve something first."
In this respect, she is somewhat similar to the former beauty, Huo Meiren.
This generation of young people is so down-to-earth and not so arrogant at all!
"Senior Yuan, why don't you eat with me? It won't taste as good if it gets cold," Jian Yan whispered, her head bowed.
We had a great time enjoying the barbecue.
After tidying up, Yuan Mu prepared to leave. Xue Qiandai nudged Jian Yan, "Go see him off, let me enjoy the big house by myself for a while."
Jian Yan didn't want to, but insisted on pulling her along, "Together."
"I can't take another step. I'm the number one socialite in the capital. I'm always the one being driven around." Xue Qiandai dismissed the two people with a look of disgust.
The summer heat has subsided somewhat.
Thanks to its beautiful ecological environment and the nourishment of the Wenyu River and Roma Lake, the temperature in the Central Villa District is one or two degrees lower than in the city center. Jian Yan and Yuan Mu strolled side by side along the lake.
"Thank you so much, Senior Yuan, for today."
The setting sun cast long shadows of the two people, creating a scene reminiscent of a painting.
Yuan Mu smiled, a little light reflecting off his glasses, making it difficult to see clearly. "I haven't had a chance to thank you for what happened last time. I'm happy to be able to help you."
Last time it referred to the news about Xue Qiandai.
"Last time, you treated us to the Genting Restaurant."
The tallest restaurant in the capital, and it's quite expensive.
"How can you calculate it so precisely?" Yuan Mu took out a business card from his pocket. "Jian Yan, this is my new business card."
Jian Yan took it and saw that it clearly stated Yuan Mu, editor of the "Fashion Vanguard" feature article. She knew that in fashion companies, without connections, one had to climb the ladder step by step. Very well, he was already an editor.
“Speaking of which, very few of us who graduated from Beijing Institute of Fashion Technology actually go on to do fashion design.” Jian Yan stopped by the lake.
Yuan Mu stood beside her, watching the lake water ripple. "You're one of them, which is why I admire you even more. No connections or resources, just your own hard work. Jian Yan, has anyone ever told you that you're more capable than you think?"
Jian Yan's face flushed, the heat spreading to her neck. "Dai Dai is the best. I've been influenced by her."
Yuan Mu looked at her and said, "Lost in Thailand has been released. Xu Zheng and Wang Baoqiang are starring in it. A colleague of mine saw it and said it was hilarious. Do you have time to go see it with me? Tomorrow or next week is fine."
Jian Yan had also heard about this movie, and she was quite interested in it, but she had been busy selling goods and moving and hadn't been able to see it yet. "Then, let's do it next week."
Maintain an appropriate time interval, and also maintain freshness.
Yuan Mu pushed up his glasses, his eyes full of joy, "Okay, I'll come find you next weekend. There's a cinema near Rongxiang Plaza, which is close to you."
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The villa has two floors.
After washing up, Xue Qiandai was exhausted. She lay down on the bed, picked up her phone, opened the QQ chat window, and sent Huo Yunchao photos—photos of their new home.
At this moment, Huo Yunchao, who had just finished walking the snow lion, heard the message notification and frowned slightly. He typed, "Dai Dai, I have time."
Someone who likes you will always have time.
I can help you move and plan your future together.
Xue Qiandai immediately replied, "My friend asked a senior to come and help, and I'll create opportunities for them."
Huo Yunchao chuckled helplessly. "You know how to create opportunities for others, but why don't you give me one? I haven't congratulated you on your housewarming yet. When will you invite me over?"
In her excitement, Xue Qiandai dropped her phone, which hit her nose with a thud. She hissed in pain, wanting to reply with "You're welcome anytime," but then felt it would be too undignified. In the end, she jokingly replied, "My beauty, it's up to you. I'm logging off now."
Then she rushed into the bathroom to treat her poor nose.
Huo Yunchao then posted the time and location of tomorrow's alumni reunion.
After closing QQ, Huo Yunchao lit a cigarette, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and stroked Xue Shi's head, saying wistfully, "Xue Shi, it seems your mother doesn't need me or rely on me as much anymore. Should I be more proactive?"
The snow lion howled, "Mom and Dad, your emotional world is too complicated. I'm just a dog, I don't understand emotions."
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