Surveillance caras were installed in every bedroom.
No matter how horny the couple was, they wouldn’t be so reckless to have sex before the cara.
Lang Yuxuan might not care that much, but at the very least, Yan Renzhong should have enough common sense to restrain himself from such scandalous act.
Shen Jingwei took a deep breath.
Knock knock knock.
"Co in," Yan Renzhong’s voice was heard from inside. "The door is not locked."
Shen Jingwei pushed the door open and entered with the tray tightly clutched in one hand.
Lang Yuxuan was sitting on his bed, leaning against a stack of pillows. For so reason, he looked slightly aggrieved.
"I brought you so dinner," Shen Jingwei said. "The both of you."
Yan Renzhong turned to Lang Yuxuan.
"You can eat on your own, can’t you?"
"I can," Lang Yuxuan said with a spoiled voice. "But it is going to be difficult..."
"Are you in so much pain that you cannot lift your hand to hold a spoon?" Yan Renzhong narrowed his eyes at the younger man, who swallowed hard in response.
"No!" he exclaid. "Of course, I can!"
Yan Renzhong placed a portable desk across Lang Yuxuan’s lap. He then took the tray from Shen Jingwei and set a plate of fried rice and a bowl of soup onto the portable desk.
"Do not be picky and eat everything," he told Lang Yuxuan before he took the tray and headed outside.
"..."
Lang Yuxuan glared at Shen Jingwei, who shrugged and followed Yan Renzhong out of the bedroom.
It was not his fault.
"I thought you would want to accompany him," Shen Jingwei remarked as he trailed behind Yan Renzhong. The latter gave him a side glance and said, "I am his ntor, not his babysitter."
A curt smile played on Shen Jingwei’s lips. Poor Lang Yuxuan, he thought to himself. His greatest misfortune was falling for soone who wouldn’t coddle him.
At the dinner table, the others were already busy digging into the delicious food.
When he saw Shen Jingwei and Yan Renzhong approaching, Feng Jietang waved at them.
"Little Shen, I saved so food for you! Co quick before these hungry beasts eat it!"
Shen Jingwei smiled.
"Thanks, Jietang," he said.
Feng Jietang always kept a chair next to him vacant and asked Shen Jingwei to sit there. After dining together three tis a day, every single day, Shen Jingwei habitually moved to that chair every single ti.
But tonight, he was one step too late.
Yan Renzhong claid the seat for himself, leaving Feng Jietang to gape at him in disbelief.
"What is it?" Yan Renzhong placed his plate of fried rice and bowl of soup before him.
Ye Lingxia grinned.
"That was Shen Jingwei’s chair, Old Yan."
Yan Renzhong arched a brow at the grinning woman.
"I didn’t see Shen Jingwei’s na carved on the chair."
Ye Lingxia burst into laughter.
Feng Jietang’s rage simred beneath the silent, grumpy facade.
It was just a chair.
Shen Jingwei shrugged and took the other vacant chair next to Lin Ruoye.
"Anyway, we were talking about what to do tomorrow," Ye Lingxia said. "Little Feng here already cleared the field, so we can do so replanting tomorrow. On the other hand, we still need to make so money, so two of us should go on a fishing trip and sell the fishes on the market."
"Good idea," Shen Jingwei comnted. "So, which two people are going on this fishing trip?"
"Honestly I have never done any fishing in my entire life," Ye Lingxia claid. "So I would rather roll up my sleeves and work in the field."
"Neither have I," Lin Ruoye quietly said. "I will also work at the field."
Leaving the n to pick two among themselves to go fishing. The other one would accompany the ladies at the field.
Fishing was not any less labor-intensive than replanting the field, but the two n who played alpha roles in the drama exchanged looks loaded with electrical sparks.
It was quite fortunate that no one sat between them.
"Sooo, how are we going to settle this?" Feng Jietang said while flashing his teeth at his rival.
"Coin toss, how else?" Yan Renzhong shot him his blindingly dazzling smile.
Ye Lingxia clapped her hands.
"As expected of Emperor Yan!" She exclaid. "Always reliable with his quick thinking. Coin toss it is. Okay, everyone, we need three coins. Any coin, any value will do. Go, go, go!"
After rummaging around the drawers, they found three 100-Yuan coins in Auntie Chen’s wallet.
Five pairs of eyes fixed on the three coins, which ominous presence dominated the dining table.
"Any two people who get the sa side will go," Yan Renzhong said. "The other one will work in the field."
"What if all three of us get the sa side?" Feng Jietang challenged.
"Then we will repeat until we have two tails and one head, or vice versa," Shen Jingwei decided.
All three n nodded in agreent.
"Okay, who first?"
Feng Jietang snickered.
"As custom demands, the oldest one will go first."
Yan Renzhong took a coin and flipped it.
Head.
"Your turn," he said to Feng Jietang.
Feng Jietang took the second coin and flipped it.
Tail.
The ladies inhaled sharply.
"This is more exciting than the World Cup," Ye Lingxia said. "Go on, Shen Jingwei. You should determine your own destiny!!!"
"..."
Destiny?
Was it not too dramatic?
Four pairs of eyes followed Shen Jingwei’s hand as it moved toward the third and last coin.
Four people held their breaths as Shen Jingwei took the coin into his hand and flipped it.
The coin twirled gracefully in the air, only to be brought back to earth with a sudden, forceful crash.
The five people bent their heads to see where destiny would take Shen Jingwei.
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Author’s note :
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Beloved readers, this author misspoke. She just wants to know whom you want Shen Jingwei to go fishing with -- Emperor Yan or King Feng?
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