Chapter 32: What Grove? What Vigorous Strength?
Chapter 32: Chapter 32: What Grove? What Vigorous Strength?
"Where's Team Sang Qiao?" The director looked around the room, his brows tightly furrowed.
"I just saw them catch a chicken and head outside, they wouldn't have been led away by the chicken, would they?" As Meng Wangge spoke, an image already formed in her head.
You see, when she used to go back to her hometown, she could often witness scenes of chickens and ducks chasing children around, scaring them.
And Sang Qiao, so thin and frail as she was, didn't seem like someone who would kill a chicken, and neither did Si Chenli.
"Holy shit! Look over there, why is there such a big plume of smoke? And the sound of something heavy falling, what's going on?" Yao Hui pointed outside.
"I just saw Sang Qiao with a lighter; she wouldn't have tried to make a fire with kindling and had it blown over by the wind, would she? Surely not setting a fire?" Lu Tianxin suddenly remembered the tools she saw Sang Qiao holding earlier and couldn't help feeling a bit of schadenfreude.
Upon hearing this, the director's expression tensed, and he quickly headed towards the direction of the thick smoke.
[Sss – I'd rather believe Sang Qiao got led away by a chicken than believe she started trouble.]
[I'm speechless. Why not just cook in the kitchen? Why look for trouble?]
[And who knows how strong the wind is? If the fire spreads rapidly, won't the house be in danger?]
When the group arrived in a panic, what they saw was a well-constructed barbecue grill and a thoroughly cooked beggar's chicken, with a faint pit on the ground.
Just from the golden color, one could smell how fragrant it was, and the scent of various skewers on the barbecue was tantalizing. In Sang Qiao's hand, she held a fish impaled with chopsticks, generously sprinkled with spicy powder.
Yao Hui unconsciously swallowed his saliva, "Is this... what you guys made?"
"Yeah." Sang Qiao, holding the grilled fish in her hand, nodded calmly.
The director heaved a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, it was a false alarm. As long as there was no fire, that was what mattered; Sang Qiao almost gave him a heart attack.
[Is this something mere humans can make? To think they didn't use a proper kitchen and still managed to make such delicious-looking food, I feel like I can smell the fragrance through the screen.]
[...Is this for real? Does Sang Qiao actually have such great cooking skills?]
[Am I the only one curious about who killed that chicken? The cameraman bro definitely needs a pay cut! Always missing out on Sang Qiao.]
"Who would think of grilling out of nowhere and avoiding the camera as well? Who knows if their ingredients were really prepared by themselves?" Lu Tianxin spoke up with a sharp and scornful tone.
Her team had been the one showered with praise, and she'd felt immensely satisfied inside.
Then suddenly, Sang Qiao came out with a barbecue, with food not only fragrant but also appetizing, completely outshining them.
The director, fearing a backlash from online viewers, hastily explained, "The staff absolutely will not help the contestants cheat; everyone can rest assured."
Faced with everyone's suspicions and curiosity, Sang Qiao showed no intention of explaining.
Instead, she skillfully flipped a fish on the grill, then sprinkled some cumin powder on it and handed it to Si Chenli, "Eat up, you worked hard in the grove earlier."
Everyone: "????" What are these wild words? @@novelbin@@
[Guys, did I miss something? What grove?]
[Is it what I'm thinking? Is Brother Li that fragile? Just a small grove and he's wiped out?]
[Hahaha, mom, my ears must be dirty.]
[Would the person above please shut up! Your laughter is disturbing my eyes, hahaha.]
Meng Wangge was stunned and asked in a low voice, "What happened in the grove?"
"Chasing the chicken." Sang Qiao finished answering and didn't forget to take a big bite of the fish, crispy and dripping with oil, boneless, simply the fish of dreams.
Si Chenli's brow furrowed slightly, his gaze landing on her, carrying a scrutinizing meaning.
"In your eyes, do I seem that feeble?"
"Not feeble, just wanted to make sure you're well-nourished." Sang Qiao shook her head resolutely, constantly reminding herself in her heart, Si Chenli is prideful, she had to protect his little vulnerabilities.
Absolutely couldn't say that it took him half an hour to catch a chicken, and he even got stepped on a few times by the chicken.
Hearing this, the man's profound eyes slightly squinted, and he said in a low voice, "No need for nourishments, my strength is quite abundant."
"Right, right, right, I just wanted you to eat." Sang Qiao agreed with enthusiasm, as if she indulged whatever he said.
In order to defend the man's fragile heart, she really put in a lot of effort.
"Mm." Si Chenli's lips curled up, and he explained no further, how abundant his strength was, he would sooner or later let her know.
[Sobs, it seems like Sister Qiao really pampers Brother Li! Whatever Brother Li says, she doesn't argue.]
[Is it the kind of abundant strength I'm thinking of?]
[Si Chenli: Woman, are you questioning me? Good, you've successfully caught my attention. Tonight, you'll know I don't need any 'supplements.']
[Pfft, hahaha, now that's a vivid image.]
After they finished eating, it was already getting late. Si Chenli took the initiative to clean up the barbecue grill and dispose of the ashes.
Sang Qiao, on the other hand, returned the tools to the kitchen, then planned to go back to her room to wash up first.
Just as she arrived at the door of her room, a pair of hands blocked her way. Sang Jiao: "Qiaoqiao, I have something to talk to you about, and it's also what the brothers think."
"Get lost." Sang Qiao's red lips coldly moved, spitting out an indifferent word.
She turned the doorknob, intending to leave straight away.
Sang Jiao relentlessly blocked her way, "The brothers agree to let you come home, and they'll treat you the same as they treat me from now on. I can even give you my room, but you have to delete that Weibo post, apologize to us, and get Mr. Si to stop forcing me to move out of the Sang Family."
After speaking, Sang Jiao's face was extremely reluctant, as if she was conceding something that originally belonged to her.
Sang Qiao listened to her with a calm face and glanced at Sang Jiao's hand blocking the door, "Finished speaking? Not going to get lost?"
"Qiaoqiao, what do you mean by this? You're not satisfied? Then what exactly do you want?"
Sang Jiao seemed unable to believe Sang Qiao would be unmoved, wasn't this what she always wanted before?
"Even a dog would shake its head at this kind of concession."
"You... don't think about making exorbitant demands. You don't have the hotel's surveillance in your hands, the second brother's lawyers are all top-notch, we don't need you! What good does it do for Mr. Si to force me out of the Sang Family? The brothers still won't spare you a glance!"
Sang Jiao couldn't help feeling panicked inside. Why was Sang Qiao different from what she expected?
If they couldn't resolve the online issue, and Mr. Si also didn't give in, what should she do?
"If that's the case, then what are you afraid of?" Sang Qiao's lips curled up, and she took a step forward.
Looking down at her tight grip on the doorknob, she reached out to pull it away and flung it aside, "If I don't see an apology by tomorrow at the latest, then prepare to explain to the judge."
Dropping these words, she directly opened the door, walked in, and closed it with a snap.
Sang Jiao's heart grew even more uneasy after hearing these words, she was locked outside, resentfully saying, "Sang Qiao! You don't care about me, but don't you care about your own brother either?"
However, there was no response from inside the room. Sang Jiao could only give up the struggle.
She had seen that this time Sang Qiao was determined to pursue the matter to the end. Trembling, she took out her phone and shakily dialed her second brother's number in her contacts.
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