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  Chapter 116: Even Unwashed, It’s Fragrant

  TL: Etude

  Jiang Qin couldn’t find an ao whether good friends could really st a lifetime.

  But if the little rich dy, Feng Nanshu, were to ask Jiang Qin if he could be good to her for a lifetime, he felt no doubt about it. He was sure he could do it.

  After all, she was his little rich dy, secretly spending her father’s money on him, always ging to him. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also incredibly well-behaved.

  No one could resist that, not even the monk Tang Sanzang.

  However, the thought iably led Jiang Qin to wonder, would Feng Nanshu always g to him like she does now?

  He didn’t know.

  An older colleague from the marketiment once said that he met his wife in college when she was a cute youudent who especially loved the smell of cigarettes on him, finding it very mase.

  But after marriage, the phrase he heard most often was, “Get out, go smoke on the baly. Don’t you know I hate the smell of smoke?”

  Damn, who could he even pin to?

  Eventually, the colleague simply moved his ashtray to the baly, where their dog ate from its bowl. He would smoke there as well.

  So, he didn’t know.

  People ge. At least, that’s what Jiang Qin believed.

  Gently massaging, kneading without really knowing where the wound was, Jiang Qin still maintaihe demeanor of a gentleman: “Feng Nanshu, would you ever ge your heart?”

  Feng Nanshu seemed bewildered by the question.

  “You don’t even know if your ow will ge, so why do you always try to corrupt my moral heart?”

  “…”

  “Boss, boss dy, dinner is ready!” Dong Wenhao’s voice came from outside the door.

  “Got it!”

  Snapping back to reality, Jiang Qin put a band-aid on Feng Nanshu’s ahely held her delicate and warm foot, helping her put on her shoes and socks.

  “I haven’t washed them,” Feng Nanshu said, her eyes slightly resentful.

  “It’s okay, they’re fragrant.”

  Uhe night sky, stars filled the heavens.

  The lights in the rural resort’s courtyard cast a warm e glow, instantly spreading across the yard.

  At this moment, Lu Feiyu and Yang Shuai brought out a long table from the house, setting it up in the courtyard. They pced all the dishes prepared by Dong Wenhao on it, along with two cases of beer.

  Jiang Qihe way to sit down, surveying the table with a burst of admiration.

  Stir-fried mixed vegetables, spicy chi, goose egg with vermicelli, steamed bass, sour and spicy shredded potatoes, shrimp fried with eggs – if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed Dong Wenhao could cook like this.

  Indeed, a chef who doesn’t aspire to be a writer is not a good manager.

  Jiang Qin casually popped a peanut into his mouth, while Feng Nanshu behind him looked on in shock, involuntarily shrinking her feet back.

  Then, the others also took their seats around the table, starting to eat and chat.

  What is team cohesion?

  In esse’s a sense of belonging.

  Among all the staff of unit 208, only Lu Feiyu was a true local. The others had e from all over the try to study in Lin. In a stray, they ily cked a sense of belonging. An ht team-building activity like this easily brought everyoogether.

  Especially sihe food repared by their own hands, the feeling of home came instantly.

  Old Dong’s cooking skills were impressive, making the dishes fvorful and appetizing.

  Like him, who could both write and cook, was truly a man who could grace a drawing room and rule a kit. He surmised that after marriage, he would be the one who came home from work to cook.

  “I never participated in such group activities in my freshman year, except when going out with my roommates. In my sophomore year, I just stayed in my dorm, rarely going out.”

  “Me too. Although I was often io celebrate cssmates’ birthdays, I just kept my head down and ate.”

  “I’m really grateful to the boss. I feel fortuo have joieam 208 and happy to have met everyone here.”

  “I also want to thank the boss. My dream of literature was almost shattered.”

  “This is exactly the life I want – having goals and drive, and being with everyohese are the happiest days.”

  “I want to thank the boss dy. She was the first person in college to buy me fruit.”

  “I hope 208 sts forever, and everyone makes a lot of money.”

  “My uy life truly started to e alive from the moment I joined 208.”

  Jiang Qin held his wine gss, squinting his eyes, quietly listening to the successive refles of the people around him without saying a word.

  The atmosphere didn’t eering. With a bit of wine and some dishes, someone just o start, and everything else would naturally fall into pce. This spontaneous outp of feelings was menuine and toug than anything orchestrated.

  Of course, Jiang Qi seal himself.

  He wasn’t just ging his own life; he was also invisibly impag the lives of others.

  You ’t say for sure whether this impact would be good or bad for them in the long run, but for now, it was definitely positive.

  This was his ragtag team.

  Feng Nanshu, sittio Jiang Qin, listeo everyone’s emotions. Her clear eyes turowards him as if she too wao join in the se, but before she could speak, Jiang Qin fed her a slice of lotus root.

  She chewed twice, watg Jiang Qin turn back to k gsses with others, feeling joy and ease in her heart.

  After dihe group moved to the guest rooms, some pying cards, others chatting.

  Jiang Qin didn’t join in the card games. Instead, he listened from the corridor as Wei Lann made a phone call tao of the milk tea shop.

  Mr. Gao was stubborn about the priot budging, and quickly led the versation to a dead end.

  Then, he abruptly started pining about the various maniputions of his ex-wife.

  Wei Lann initially wao hang up, but Jiang Qin stopped her and asked her to put the call on speaker. They both listeo his ramblings until their heads buzzed.

  “Boss, this guy talks too much. I don’t think he has any iion of selling, he just wants someoo talk to.”

  “Your realization of this is a sign of growth,” Jiang Qin affirmed her.

  “Eh?” Wei Lann was a bit fused.

  “Why do you think he wants to talk?” asked Jiang Qin, leaning against the wall.

  “It’s because he just got divorced and has o vent his frustrations, so he tches onto anyone who’ll listen to how hard his life is.”

  “That’s our breakthrough. Let’s just listen.”

  At eleven o’clock, those pying cards were tired, and the chatters’ mouths were dry. Everyo on the carpet in the guest room, watg TV.

  The best part of group activities is that you never get bored. Even shopping ads could be riveting. “Don’t pay 998, not even 598, call now and it’s just 98!” Everyoched with great i, feeling that the host was even more persuasive than their boss.

  After the ads, the show resumed abruptly.

  Jiang Qin, who had been outside on the phoh Wei Lann, had no idea what was on TV until that moment.

  A man in a suit, on one knee, holding a bouquet ht roses.

  The background looked like a pany lobby or a hotel foyer.

  A professional-looking girl, carrying a briefcase, was moved to tears, c her mouth, uo hold back the tears welling in her eyes.

  “I don’t want to be just friends anymore. Let’s get married.”

  Jiang Qin casually ged the el with the remote, immediately drawing an attack from Shi Miaomiao, Su Nai, and a few irls: “Boss, what are you doing? The plot was just gettiing!”

  “Don’t watch it, the ending is tragic. The couple ends up div, the bride price isn’t returhe house is awarded to the woman, and she marries someone else, taking the child with her. The man has to pay alimony of fifteen hundred a month. The woman’s new husband lives off his money, evetress they sleep on was his.”

  “Nonsehis is a V show, where did you see that?”

  “All love stories end the same way. Watch less of that. Let’s watch ‘Water Margin’ instead, it’s sweeter.”

  Jiang Qin ged the el to an episode of ‘Water Margin’.

  Girls generally don’t enjoy ‘Water Margin,’ so they gave up oV and started chatting about various topics.

  During the versation, Su Nai suddenly remembered something: “Hey, did you know there’s a marriage tree iown?”

  “I saw it too. They say it’s very effective. Those iionships pray for sting love, and singles hope to find someone soon. You all should try it.”

  Feng Nanshu: “?”

  Jiang Qin coughed and discreetly turned up the TV volume: “Look, Yang Zhi has found Chao Gai and his men. ho’s this actor? He’s got huge pecs!”

  The girls’ expressions turned odd: “Boss, why do you like looking at men’s pecs?”

  “A true man should appreciate such things, right, Wenhao?”

  “Ah? Yeah… maybe.” Dong Wenhao was sleepy, his eyes blurry.

  Seeing this, Jiang Qin didn’t push further. He turned off the TV: “It’s te, Wenhao is already sleepy. Let’s all go to bed.”

  “It’s still early, let’s chat more!” Su Nai objected.

  “We o get up early for hiking tomorrow and then travel back to school. It’s best to rest early. Oh, and there’s a temple on the mountain that’s quite effective. Tomorrow, you all have to pray for my wealth, no sneaking in other wishes.”

  “…”

  After shooing everyone off, Jiang Qin himself went outside, walking uhe stars and moon for a long time, enjoying the fresh mountain air.

  When Dong Wenhao got up to use the bathroom half an hour ter, he found the boss limping in, cursing under his breath as if he was furious.

  “Boss, did you go to the vilge to steal chis? How did you get injured?”

  “It’s nothing, just tripped and fell. you ask the owner of the homestay for some iodine?”

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