Rong Bing kept crying, as if she had suffered a great injustice, even though she was the one who arranged all of this.
Fu Jingchen grew increasingly irritated as he listened. He clenched his fingers and said, "Delete it or not, Rong Bing. If I fall for your tricks again, I'm not Fu."
When he stood up to leave, his head felt heavy and his body swayed involuntarily.
The man's eyes were fixed on the glass of milk in front of him. Could it be...?
He pinched Rong Bing's chin: "You drugged the milk? No wonder I was so hot just now, Rong Bing, have you no shame?"
Rong Bing shook her head with tears in her eyes: "I didn't, Jing Chen, I'll listen to you, I'll delete the video right away, please don't be angry, okay?"
Fu Jingchen tightened his grip: "Still not admitting it? If I had drugged you, why would I feel dizzy?"
Fu Jingchen knew better than anyone how despicable Rong Bing's methods were, and worried that she had further plans, so he called out a price on his phone and added the address of the guesthouse.
"Jingchen, let go, it hurts." Rong Bing took a step back. Fu Jingchen couldn't possibly not like her. They were so harmonious just now, and Fu Jingchen even broke through his own boundaries. Her body's instinctive reaction couldn't lie.
Rong Bing deceived herself, thinking that she had overlooked the fact that Fu Jingchen's strong reaction was due to the medicine he had taken.
"Jing Chen, don't be so fierce, I'm scared..." Rong Bing tried to hug the man, but was pushed away again.
Fu Jingchen's head was getting heavier and heavier. Taking advantage of the strength in his legs, he went outside to get some fresh air and clear his head.
The man completely ignored Rong Bing.
"Jingchen, look, I've deleted everything. I'm not going to cause trouble anymore, don't be angry." Rong Bing placed her phone in front of Fu Jingchen, but the man didn't even glance at it.
The designated driver arrived on his electric scooter, verified the customer's information, and then drove off in Fu Jingchen's car.
After the car left the residential area, Fu Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief.
The kind-hearted driver asked with concern, "Did you have a fight with your girlfriend?"
“She’s not my girlfriend,” Fu Jingchen replied.
“In our line of work, we’ve seen plenty of arguments after drinking, but sir, you don’t smell of alcohol. It’s not because you can’t drive after drinking, is it? Are you worried about getting emotional? It’s not easy to have a girlfriend these days, so try to communicate properly. Running away after an argument will only…”
Fu Jingchen interrupted the designated driver: "Driver, drive carefully."
The designated driver shut up, and Fu Jingchen dozed off for a while.
Upon arrival at their destination, the designated driver woke up Fu Jingchen.
The man moved to the driver's seat, dozed off for twenty minutes, and his energy was almost fully restored.
He pretended to be calm and opened the courtyard gate, but Zhou Luo hadn't come over yet.
After clocking out at the company, Zhou Luo went back to get a change of clothes.
It was already dark when we arrived at the guesthouse.
Fu Jingchen sat in the courtyard, having prepared the ingredients for the barbecue, and the charcoal fire was already lit.
When he called Zhou Luo, the woman said she would arrive in about ten minutes.
Fu Jingchen timed it perfectly and placed the skewers on the grill.
Zhou Luo could smell the aroma of meat even before he got close to the courtyard.
She wrinkled her nose, followed the scent, pushed open the door, and saw Fu Jingchen with his back to the door.
The man sat upright.
"I'm back!" Zhou Luo shouted happily.
Fu Jingchen turned around and smiled at the woman: "Come here quickly, the pork belly is almost ready."
Zhou Luo washed her hands and sat down next to Fu Jingchen. She noticed that the man's face was sweaty, so she took a tissue and gently wiped it off for him.
"It smells so good." Zhou Luo's mouth was practically watering.
Fu Jingchen handed a half-cooked skewer to Zhou Luo: "Want to try some?"
Zhou Luo used to go on picnics with her friends, and grilling skewers was a common activity for them. She took the skewers, then took a handful of raw skewers from the insulated box, placed them on the grill, and sprayed them with oil. Her movements were skillful and efficient.
Compared to Fu Jingchen's clumsiness, Zhou Luo seemed like a professional barbecue chef.
“You grill better than me.” Fu Jingchen had originally wanted to show off his skewers, but after seeing Zhou Luo, he gave up the idea.
“We wild kids like us love to set up a pot outside and have a picnic, unlike you guys who always go to fancy restaurants.” Zhou Luo’s upbringing was completely different from Fu Jingchen’s.
"What do you mean by 'wild and wild'? What do you mean by 'high-end restaurant'? Don't say things like that. I also like camping, but I haven't found anyone who shares the same interests. You know my brother, he's always so aloof, he'd never do this kind of thing with me. I like returning to the countryside, being self-sufficient..." Fu Jingchen had never experienced real rural life and longed for it.
Zhou Luo saw sincerity in the man's eyes.
After all, she had worked with Fu Jingsheng for several years, and Fu Jingsheng was indeed as Fu Jingchen had said. So much so that Fu Jingsheng and Rong Yan eating snacks at a night market once became a trending topic.
Zhou Luo took a tin plate and placed it directly on the charcoal fire, then cracked an egg and sprinkled it with a little salt.
The egg whites started bubbling very quickly.
"Eggs can be eaten like this?" Fu Jingchen didn't know that a tin pan could be placed directly on a fire to bake eggs.
After waiting for a minute, Zhou Luo removed the tin tray. The surface of the egg looked very tender, and the yolk in the middle was still wobbling.
“Like the onsen tamago (soft-boiled egg) I eat,” Fu Jingchen said, “but it tastes even better than an onsen tamago.”
"It would be even more fragrant if it had some chopped green onions." Zhou Luo blew on the egg. "Take a bite."
Fu Jingchen scooped some out with a spoon and put it in his mouth: "It's so delicious. It's soft at first, but it gets a little firm after chewing. The top is very tender, and the bottom is perfectly crispy."
Fu Jingchen quickly ate an egg. He wanted to eat another one, but Zhou Luo stopped him: "Don't just eat eggs, the skewers are ready too, try them."
Zhou Luo simply picked up some cumin, salt and pepper, and chili powder with her fingers and lightly tossed them over the meat skewers. Just as Fu Jingchen thought he could eat them directly, the woman called him back.
"Wait a minute." Zhou Luo sprayed some oil on the skewers, flipped them over, and after a few sizzling sounds, she moved the skewers aside: "You can eat them now, but be careful not to burn your mouth."
The final step brings out the flavor of the spices, blending them with the natural taste of the food, making your mouth water even before you taste it.
Fu Jingchen felt it was a pity that Zhou Luo wasn't a chef.
The man cautiously took a bite, unable to describe the heavenly taste.
"Luo Luo, eat well, you should eat some too." He fed Zhou Luo.
Zhou Luo tilted his head and bit off a piece of meat. There's no real trick to grilling; it's just a matter of practice makes perfect.
"Hmm, it's alright, but the meat is a little tough." Zhou Luo seemed somewhat dissatisfied.
With experience, the skewers we grilled afterwards tasted absolutely amazing.
After finishing his meal, Fu Jingchen patted his bulging belly and said, "Luo Luo, let's go for a walk."
The two extinguished the charcoal fire and took a walk along the lake.
Fu Jingchen couldn't help but take Zhou Luo's hand.
Zhou Luo hooked her arm around the man's and rested her head on his shoulder: "Doesn't it feel like an old married couple?"
Fu Jingchen stopped and kissed the woman's cheek. He realized he was aroused, but his strength wouldn't allow him to go again. If it weren't for that bitch Rong Bing, he could have had a few more rounds with Zhou Luo tonight.
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