Chapter 66: The Cannon Fodder in a Dogblood Novel (66)
Fu Sizhao’s gaze fell obscurely on Shen Tangqing. He couldn’t help muttering in his heart.
At first, he was only attracted by Shen Tangqing’s face. He merely thought he had some good looks. Given his status, Fu Sizhao looked down on him. Moreover, Jiang Qingyan hated him. As Ah Yan’s good brother, naturally, he stood on the same front. Just these two points were enough for him to draw a line with Shen Tangqing.
But later, every time they met, his gaze would involuntarily be drawn to him. Truly saw a ghost! Although he hadn’t liked anyone before, he realized belatedly that he had fallen into this pit called Shen Tangqing.
As for the matter of Wen Ci and Lu Yanli being interested in Shen Tangqing, Fu Sizhao didn’t care at all. This only proved his taste was good. Things that people fight for are good things, aren’t they?
He cleared his throat, his smile mild. “Let’s go over there to sit and chat.”
Jiang Qingyan nodded in agreement. “Let’s go.”
Shen Tangqing didn’t want to be with them. Getting together with unfamiliar people always made him a bit awkward. “Brother Yan, you guys go sit and chat. I’ll go to the dining area to eat something. I’m a bit hungry…”
The dining area was open-style, with chefs continuously supplying various delicacies.
Jiang Qingyan nodded. “En.”
Just as Shen Tangqing was about to turn around, Lu Yanli’s voice suddenly rang out. “I’ll go with you.” He looked up at Jiang and Fu, his tone natural. “Happens that I’m a bit hungry too.”
Fu Sizhao was almost angered into laughter. When coming in, who the fck said they weren’t hungry? This face really makes one want to laugh.*
Jiang Qingyan froze for a moment but quickly reacted. According to the rules, every guest would be led to the dining area by reception first. Although Lu Yanli’s move confused him somewhat, his face remained polite. “Master Lu, then let me take you there.”
Lu Yanli lifted his eyelids to look at him, his tone so flat no emotion could be heard. “No need. I’ll just go with Shen… Brother Shen. Will come find you guys later.”
Fu Sizhao “tui”ed in his heart, looking at Lu Yanli with a smile yet not a smile. “I didn’t feel hungry originally, but hearing Brother Lu say so, I seem to be a bit hungry too. Let’s go together.”
Lu Yanli glanced at him without speaking, but the chill around him grew a few degrees heavier.
Jiang Qingyan frowned slightly. He just felt this atmosphere was weird. Hesitating for a second, he spoke slowly. “Then let’s just go together…”
Shen Tangqing: “…” I give up!
In the end, the four of them walked toward the dining area together. Actually, none of them were hungry. They didn’t order dishes, but symbolically took a small amount of food in the open area.
Shen Tangqing just forked a piece of grilled shrimp. Fu Sizhao, sitting opposite him, propped his chin, smiling somewhat carelessly.
“Brother Shen, eating it directly like this won’t do. Grilled shrimp needs to be dipped in lime sauce to be flavorful enough…”
Shen Tangqing froze for a moment. What way of eating is this? He looked at Fu Sizhao. “Lime sauce?”
Fu Sizhao was amused by his confused look, the smile in his eyes deepening a few degrees. “Yes,” he said, handing the small sauce dish from the side to Shen Tangqing. “Try it. It’s clean; I haven’t touched it.”
Shen Tangqing reached out to take it. His fingertips were brushed by Fu Sizhao’s finger pad, carrying a trace of itchiness that seemed to be there yet not. Shen Tangqing didn’t think much of it, assuming it was just an accidental touch.
But this scene fell into the eyes of Jiang Qingyan and Lu Yanli, and both their faces sank simultaneously. Lu Yanli withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and took a sip of the wine beside him, the cold, hard lines of his profile tightening further.
Jiang Qingyan frowned, his gaze falling on Fu Sizhao’s face—that of a “refined scumbag”—and clear displeasure flashed in his eyes.
Fu Sizhao met Jiang Qingyan’s scrutinizing gaze, winked at him, a smile playing at the corner of his lips. “Why look at me like this?”
Jiang Qingyan stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled. “Want to go smoke a cigarette?”
The smile at the corner of Fu Sizhao’s lips vanished instantly. Since Jiang Qingyan said so, this cigarette… he had to smoke even if he didn’t want to.
Taking a wet wipe from the side to clean his fingertips, Fu Sizhao stood up slowly, glancing sideways at Jiang Qingyan. “Let’s go.”
Jiang Qingyan nodded slightly to Lu Yanli. “Master Lu, you and Tang Tang eat first.”
Shen Tangqing held the silver fork, watching the backs of the two leaving one after another, feeling something wasn’t quite right. But he couldn’t say specifically what. Can’t figure it out, simply stop thinking about it.
Forking the grilled shrimp, he dipped it in a bit of lime sauce and tasted a mouthful. The taste was a bit strange. Sour in a peculiar way, but it relieved the “greasiness” of the grilled shrimp itself. He couldn’t resist dipping and eating another.
Diagonally opposite, Lu Yanli’s gaze fell on the corner of his lip stained with a bit of sauce. The other’s lip shape was very beautiful. Very red. Very soft. Looking very suitable for kissing…
Lu Yanli lowered his eyes, his expression returning to his usual coldness. After a few seconds, he looked up and spoke. “Brother Shen…”
Shen Tangqing looked up at him. “What’s wrong, Mr. Lu?”
“You have a bit of sauce on the corner of your mouth.” Lu Yanli’s voice was lower than usual.
Shen Tangqing smiled awkwardly. He hurriedly pulled a tissue to wipe the corner of his lip. “Sorry.”
Lu Yanli’s fingers resting on his knee moved slightly. He actually really wanted to—really wanted to help Shen Tangqing wipe it off. Or… use other methods… The desire was too heavy, pressing down on his Adam’s apple, making it roll heavily.
“It’s nothing.”
After speaking, he picked up the wine from the side and drank the remaining liquid in one gulp, trying to suppress the untimely desire in his heart with alcohol.
“Brother Shen, you can call me Brother Lu. I’m about the same age as your brother and the others…”
Shen Tang froze for a moment but quickly reacted. Smiling at Lu Yanli, he called out, “Brother Lu.”
This smile shook Lu Yanli’s heart tight. He clearly felt his heartbeat accelerating uncontrollably. Thump. Thump thump. Faster and faster. His whole heart was clamoring to possess the person in front of him. He tried his best to restrain his inner desire.
He stood up. “Brother Shen, I’m going to the restroom.”
“Okay Brother Lu, do you need me to take you?” As half a host, Shen Tangqing still had the awareness. Moreover, Lu Yanli had helped him last time at Zun Yan. His impression of Lu Yanli was quite good. Although he looked fierce, he was much more pleasing to the eye than smiling tigers like Wen Ci and Fu Sizhao.
Lu Yanli glanced at him, his expression somewhat weird. He shook his head. “No need, I’ll go myself.”
“Okay…”
Lu Yanli walked very fast. Shen Tangqing was stunned for a second watching his back. Seems it’s urgent!
On the other side, Jiang Qingyan took Fu Sizhao to the deck. Moonlight was like water, gently sprinkling on every corner of the deck while entwined colorful lights dazzled nearby.
Fu Sizhao leaned lazily against the railing, glancing at Jiang Qingyan. “Where are the cigarettes?”
“Didn’t bring any.”
Fu Sizhao sneered. “Then you called me out to smoke?”
Only then did Jiang Qingyan focus his gaze on Fu Sizhao. He looked at him expressionlessly. After two seconds, he spoke. “Ah Zhao, Shen Tangqing is my brother. You can’t touch him.”
The carelessness on Fu Sizhao’s face froze instantly. But soon he laughed out loud, the laughter wrapped in thick mockery.
“Brother? Admitting he’s your brother now? Didn’t you say before that sooner or later you’d make Shen Tangqing get out of the Jiang family? Also—Shen Tangqing is surnamed Shen; he doesn’t have half a cent to do with you, Jiang Qingyan.”
Jiang Qingyan didn’t want to mention the past. Before, he indeed hated Shen Tangqing very much, but now… His Adam’s apple rolled for a moment. “The past is the past, now is now.”
As for Fu Sizhao’s last sentence, he ignored it entirely.
“Heh.” Fu Sizhao sneered, staring sharply at Jiang Qingyan with deliberate scrutiny. “Ah Yan, we grew up together. One look from me, and you know what I’m thinking. Similarly, one look from you, and I also know…” He paused, his tone adding a few degrees of probing. “So, is your feeling for Shen Tangqing really brotherhood?”
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