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Zheng Cheng vaguely felt that there was something unclean in Hu Hanyu's eyes when he looked at him.
How could that be possible? He treats everyone like this. Don't forget how he humiliated me just now.
"Haven't you wiped it off yet?" Zheng Cheng asked.
"No." Hu Hanyu didn't even look at his face.
His pupils were very dark, and Zheng Cheng could clearly see his own reflection in them. Judging from his expression, he wasn't angry at all.
Did I see it wrong? I'm still angry. He couldn't help but want to get closer to confirm, closer...
The cabin door snapped open.
"Did my brother catch a fish?!" Zheng Sisi rushed out.
"Slow down, are you almost fainted?" Zheng Cheng pushed Hu Hanyu away and turned to help his sister.
"I'm fine! I'm in great spirits now!" Zheng Sisi's complexion had indeed regained its rosy complexion. "Hey? What's wrong with Brother Hanyu? Is your stomach upset too?"
Hu Hanyu held onto the railing, rubbing his stomach where Zheng Cheng had hit him, and smiled bitterly, "It's okay, I just... got hit."
Both novices were lucky. In the next hour, they caught four or five fish, big and small. Hu Hanyu caught a big cutlassfish and asked the captain for a knife to cut a few slices into sashimi.
"I'd better forget it." Zheng Sisi was afraid of vomiting and didn't dare to eat.
"Let me try it." Zheng Cheng wanted to reach out, but he dodged him.
"Your hands will be fishy." Hu Hanyu brought it to his mouth and said, "Open your mouth and I'll feed you."
"Don't push your luck..." Zheng Cheng warned.
"I dare not, because I will be elbowed." Hu Hanyu laughed.
Glancing at Hanyu's strong abdomen, Zheng Cheng opened his mouth.
The fresh meat that was just swimming in the sea has a surprisingly sweet taste. Hairtail sashimi is something you can only taste when sea fishing.
"So sweet." Zheng Cheng exclaimed.
"Yeah, so sweet." Hu Hanyu agreed.
The sky in the west gradually turned red, and Hu Hanyu started working part-time as a photographer again. He used his mobile phone and GoPro to take many photos and videos of the two siblings.
"Xiao Ming should be fine. They have already gone back." On the way back, the cell phone finally had a signal. Zheng Cheng saw the inspection report sent by Zhou Min and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Manager Wang said there's a yacht agency owned by Mr. Gu from Shanghai on the way back. Do you want to go for a drink?" the captain asked. "It only takes ten minutes to drive there."
"No, no, no, no, I'm not going!" Zheng Sisi took out her phone and sent a voice message, "What's wrong with Gu Zichen? Why did he use the radio instead of replying to him?"
"Talk to him nicely and don't be so rude to him." Zheng Cheng sighed and opened Gu Zichen's chat box. "Zichen, Sisi is seasick. We won't come over. You guys have fun."
"What? Your family is still in contact with them?" Hu Hanyu's first reaction when he heard the name was to frown.
"We can't just ignore it. Zheng Sisi and their son Zi Chen were engaged when they were children." Zheng Cheng took a photo of the fish in his bucket and sent it to Zhou Min.
Political marriages are particularly common among wealthy families, and most wealthy people regard their children's marriages as an important opportunity to expand the family's influence.
The preparations made by the elders for more than ten years are by no means so easy to overturn. In reality, most of the rich and powerful daughters and sons will still obey the arrangements, at least on the surface.
The Zheng family is relatively open-minded about this matter and has publicly stated that they will not arrange marriages, but the price is that they have to maintain the necessary family relationships and the children cannot escape it.
"So even if you want to spend your whole life with your paper husband, you still have to observe the proper etiquette, do you hear me?" Zheng Cheng was still lecturing Sisi until she got off the boat.
"I see. We see each other every day while studying in Australia. He won't be angry." Zheng Sisi had long been impatient. She turned to Hu Hanyu beside her and said, "Brother Hanyu, take a look at the photo."
"Take a look." Hu Hanyu unlocked his phone and handed it to her. "If you're not satisfied, just delete it."
"Don't touch mine. I'll come and see for myself later." Zheng Cheng shouted.
On the way back, he deliberately sat on the other side of the cabin, pretending to be calm while looking at the sea view, but in fact he was always glancing in the direction of Hu Hanyu.
He was a little absent-minded when he was fishing today. He did more teaching than fishing himself.
The stunning orange and red of the sunset reflected on the sea.
"Hanyu, go out and take some pictures of the sunset for me." Zheng Cheng said.
The sea cut the sun into fragments, orange and pink collages on the gradually deepening water. Zheng Cheng took some empty shots himself and asked Hu Hanyu to take his silhouette against the sunset.
"It's a good shot, and your hands are pretty steady." Zheng Cheng confirmed the film he had taken, and looked up to see Hu Hanyu distractedly looking into the distance.
The light at this moment made people look very soft. Hu Hanyu's hair was blown away by the sea breeze, revealing his entire side face. Zheng Cheng took a picture with his mobile phone.
"Huh? Take a picture of me?" Only then did Hu Hanyu react.
"You have to keep some memories after going out to sea." Zheng Cheng showed him the photos he had taken.
"Thank you." Hu Hanyu smiled shyly, as if he was not used to seeing himself in the camera.
"Just now, I was a little anxious. Outbursts are my weak spot." Zheng Cheng lowered his eyelids and swiped through the photos on his phone. "I know you want to help me, but my conditioned reflex is to be a little defensive. Don't worry about it."
"It's your freedom to agree or not." Hu Hanyu looked at him, "You don't have to say this specifically."
"So what were you thinking about while you were fishing just now? You didn't fish much, but you kept getting distracted." Zheng Cheng asked.
"I'm thinking about doing something with these fish later," said Hu Hanyu.
"You can just ask Manager Wang to do it."
"He made it for you? And then brought you big fish and pancakes."
"Make me another grouper dumpling, right? I give up." Zheng Cheng smiled.
When Xiao Ming and Zhou Min came back, they bought some cold drinks and soft drinks. Manager Wang also asked someone to deliver scallops and shrimps collected by the fishermen. The barbecue alone was a rich dinner.
"Are you short of a staple food? I'll cook some rice." Hu Hanyu walked into the kitchen carrying the fish.
"Would you like the villagers to help you kill the fish?" Manager Wang waited and didn't dare to leave.
"No, I'll do it myself." Hu Hanyu shook open a rolled-up cloth bag, revealing several carefully wrapped knives of various colors.
"How... did you get through security..." Zheng Cheng watched him unpack the packages one by one, and the rows of them were brighter than hairtail fish.
"It's checked." Hu Hanyu opened it slowly. "I brought my chef's license, so it's no problem if they really want to check."
After entering the kitchen, Hu Hanyu started busying himself in an orderly manner, washing rice, cutting vegetables, killing fish, removing shrimp threads, and arranging everything neatly on kitchen paper.
"Do you have some obsessive-compulsive disorder?" Zheng Cheng sat on the island counter, looking at the shrimp backs at the same angle, as if playing a game of spot the difference.
"It's convenient to calculate the quantity this way." Hu Hanyu was slicing the fish. He deboned the grouper and sliced it into two pieces. He then removed the fins and fat. He then cleaned the sink. It seemed like he was enjoying using the kitchen.
The aroma of rice bubbling out from the steam vents of the rice cooker. Zheng Cheng rubbed his eyes and asked, "Why are you cooking when you're eating barbecue?"
"I just want to bake some rice balls." Hu Hanyu looked at him. "Want to sleep on the sofa?"
Frightened and angry, and having not slept well yesterday, Zheng Cheng was really unable to hold on any longer.
"Then I'll go lie down for a while. Call me when dinner is ready." Zheng Cheng stretched, went to the noisy living room, and sat on the long sofa.
The open kitchen is right next to the living room. Even if he turned his head back, he could see Hu Hanyu busying around in it. He seemed very focused, and the laughter from Xiao Ming and the others chatting did not disturb him at all.
"Then, the doctor looked at the X-ray and said there's no water in your lungs?" Zheng Sisi bit her Cornetto. "Then why did you go to the surgery department?"
"Because Zhou Min needs to be checked, too." Xiao Ming pointed at Zhou Min, who was hiding behind the tablet, and was unusually angry. "He scraped his arm against the edge of the pool, and it bled a lot."
"It's just a scratch. I told you not to go." Zhou Min retorted softly, touching the bandage on his arm. "But he got mad at me."
"Can I not go? What if I get tetanus?" Xiao Ming was still scolding him, "How can the young master be so careless?"
"It would be better to go there." Zheng Sisi nodded.
"Sure, Zhou Min, Xiao Ming has been with me for so long, and I've never seen him get angry." Zheng Cheng interrupted.
"Growing up, no one has ever been so mean to me except my grandfather." Zhou Min's tone sounded a little aggrieved.
"You deserve it." Zheng Cheng closed his eyes and hid under the blanket, laughing.
Xiao Ming angrily complained about his experience of asking Zhou Min to see a doctor. Zhou Min occasionally interrupted to protest, and Zheng Sisi vividly described her fishing adventures to them.
Zheng Cheng listened dazedly, feeling the sound grow farther and farther away. The aroma of rice spread into the living room, along with the sounds of dishes clattering in the kitchen and water...
So comfortable, he must be really tired.
Hu Hanyu skewered the shrimp and fish, went out to check the condition of the charcoal fire in the barbecue grill, and put out the vegetables that were difficult to cook first.
"Hanyu? Take a break." When he came back, Xiao Ming just walked into the kitchen and greeted him.
"Are you okay?" Hu Hanyu asked.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm so sorry for making you all worry." Xiao Ming sat down at the counter and scratched his hair. "A room full of bosses were circling me, terrified."
"They don't treat you as an employee." Hanyu didn't stop and took out all the skewered meat from the B&B to check it.
"Then I have to know myself, right?" Xiao Ming said with a smile, "I'm different from you. I'm just an ordinary person."
"There's only good and bad people, not noble and humble." Hu Hanyu picked out a few skewers with too much fat and rearranged them. "Everyone is the same."
How could it be the same? Today Xiao Ming went to the emergency room for medical treatment. It was the first time he knew that the nurse would squat next to him and talk to him.
"They are indeed good people. Many of my classmates who work as assistants are exploited so much that they envy me to death." Xiao Ming replied.
Although he usually speaks capriciously, is picky and has a bad temper, after the troubles are dealt with, he always finds various reasons to give him money and gives him a day off every now and then. Zheng Cheng is definitely a god-like boss.
Hu Hanyu poured him a glass of water.
"Thank you Hanyu, I drank enough in the swimming pool, haha." Xiao Ming laughed twice.
"Then eat more meat later." Hanyu said.
"Let me help you." Xiao Ming stood up.
"No, I can do it myself."
"Please let me help you, let me do something, otherwise I really..." Xiao Ming's voice became hoarse, "How can I pay them back? They don't need anything."
Xiao Ming rubbed his nose when he said this. Hanyu looked at him for a while and finally opened the refrigerator.
"Have you ever had an ice cube and Sprite?"
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