Chapter 29: What bad intentions could a little puppy have?

Fan Xia lowered her head to eat, pretending not to see the gossipy expression of the construction site sister.

“Xia Xia, try these stir-fried prawns. I heard they were just caught from the sea. The island is different, the fish and shrimp are much fresher than what we eat in the capital.” Wen Lan Sheng peeled a large prawn and put it in Fan Xia’s bowl.

Fan Xia picked up the already peeled prawn meat and put it in her mouth, but actually felt it was about the same.

She wasn’t particular about food, and couldn’t taste the freshness of fish and shrimp. But since Wen Lan Sheng said so, she could only nod and say, “It is quite fresh, the prawn meat is very tender.”

“I think so too, let me peel another prawn for you.” Wen Lan Sheng said with a smile, gently resting his head on Fan Xia’s shoulder.

“No need, you can eat it yourself.” Fan Xia shifted her shoulder uncomfortably. Since Rong Xiu’s earth-shattering kiss, she didn’t dare to look at him directly.

“How can that be the same? A man should peel prawns for his fiancée. If I don’t peel prawns for you, what if someone else does?” Wen Lan Sheng said with a light chuckle.

Fan Xia’s fine brows moved slightly, feeling that Wen Lan Sheng’s tone was a bit strange.

“By the way, Senior Rong Xiu, can you help take a photo of me and Xia Xia?” Wen Lan Sheng wiped the oil stains off his fingers with a wet wipe and handed his phone to him. “It’s our first time on the island, I want to take a photo as a souvenir and also show it to my parents.”

Fan Xia nervously looked at Rong Xiu.

His face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water, his cold eyes conveying an inexplicable fierceness.

“Let’s forget it, we’ll take it ourselves later.” Fan Xia tried to take the phone, but Rong Xiu snatched it away.

“I’ll take it for you.” His eyes were slightly cold, and his words seemed to be laced with ice shards, too cold for even the bustling night market to warm.

His long, slender fingers holding the phone looked even more beautiful against the green phone case.

Wen Lan Sheng happily hugged Fan Xia’s arm, resting his head on her shoulder, making a peace sign – a very conventional, even old-fashioned photo gesture. But Rong Xiu remembered that this gesture had another meaning – victory.

Wen Lan Sheng happily leaned into Fan Xia’s embrace, with the posture of a victor.

Rong Xiu tightened his grip and pressed the shutter button.

“Is it done?” Wen Lan Sheng asked with a smile. “Senior Rong Xiu, I want to try a few more poses with Xia Xia.”

Fan Xia tugged at Wen Lan Sheng, “One photo is enough.”

Wen Lan Sheng pursed his lips, “But we rarely come out like this. I want to take a few more. When we’re old, we can look back at them and feel nostalgic.”

“One is already enough, let’s eat,” Fan Xia said.

Wen Lan Sheng held her hand, “Xia Xia, do you think Senior Rong Xiu finds it bothersome to take photos for us?”

Fan Xia lowered her eyes, “I didn’t mean that.”

“Let’s continue taking photos. Lan Sheng is right, it’s rare for you to come out,” Rong Xiu’s voice was cold and clear as he raised the phone again.

Wen Lan Sheng’s smile deepened, “Then thank you, Senior Rong Xiu. The seaside is not far, let’s go there to take a few photos.”

The construction site sister nearby, though still drinking with her friends, had her attention fully on Fan Xia.

Seeing her cuddle up with her official boyfriend for photos, while the young man she had been intimate with in the abandoned building that afternoon was holding the phone to take their picture, she found it both outrageous and secretly thrilling.

She wondered if the official boyfriend knew about their affair. He must know, otherwise why would he let this young man take their photo? It must be intentional. She understood men’s little tricks best.

As she watched them leave the table and run to the nearby seaside to take photos, she thought they must be from out of town.

The construction site sister downed a glass of cold beer, and taking advantage of their proximity, she carefully observed the official boyfriend standing next to Fan Xia, smiling the happiest.

She had to admit he was handsome, but compared to that affair partner, he was far inferior. Not just in facial features, but in temperament, he was a big step behind.

Although she wasn’t well-educated, just a small-time supervisor, she could tell at a glance that the official boyfriend had only the simple air of a boy next door, while that young man’s demeanor showed he had been nurtured by excellent family education.

Family education… The construction site sister couldn’t help but laugh at her own thoughts.

He had willingly degraded himself to be someone’s lover, what family education was there to speak of?

The construction site sister herself kept a lover outside, but if her son ever willingly became someone’s lover, she would break his legs.

Wen Lan Sheng took dozens of photos in one go, while Fan Xia maintained a bland expression throughout because Rong Xiu was the photographer, making her seem like an emotionless photo-taking machine.

The raised phone blocked Rong Xiu’s eyes, and Fan Xia hardly dared to imagine the expression in his eyes at this moment.

“We’ve been taking photos for so long, it should be enough,” Fan Xia said impatiently.

“It’s enough, thank you, Senior Rong Xiu,” Wen Lan Sheng smiled and ran forward to take the phone from Rong Xiu’s hand.

“Wait,” Rong Xiu said in a flat voice. “Since it’s rare for us three to have a meal together, and we’re on an island, why don’t we take a group photo?”

Hearing this suggestion, Fan Xia’s eyes visibly widened in surprise.

The smile on Wen Lan Sheng’s lips also stiffened, seeming unwilling.

Rong Xiu naturally noticed this. After deliberately making him take so many photos to torment him, now they didn’t want him to participate in a group photo? It wouldn’t be that easy.

He, Rong Xiu, was vengeful. The humiliation he received from Wen Lan Sheng today must be fully repaid.

“What’s wrong, Lan Sheng? You don’t want to? Or do you think I shouldn’t be in the photo with you?” Rong Xiu’s unhurried, calm voice carried a hint of danger.

“Of course not,” Wen Lan Sheng said. “It’s just that it’s not easy for us three to take a group photo together.”

“No problem, we can just find someone to take the photo for us,” Rong Xiu said with a faint smile. He turned and scanned the restaurant’s customers, finally landing on the construction site sister who was intently watching the drama unfold. He walked towards her.

The construction site sister was drinking and enjoying the juicy affair drama.

Suddenly, the main character came to her. She was startled at first, but when she heard the request to take a group photo, her hands trembled with excitement.

She was getting firsthand gossip now.

Having found someone to take the photo, Rong Xiu walked back to the beach. Wen Lan Sheng’s face was a bit gloomy as he stood on Fan Xia’s left side, his expression no longer showing the joy from earlier.

Seeing Rong Xiu looking at him, Wen Lan Sheng defiantly linked arms with Fan Xia.

Rong Xiu’s lips curled in mockery as he stood on Fan Xia’s right side.

A faint, cool scent of snow cedar wafted to her nose. Rong Xiu’s arm pressed tightly against hers, the gentle sea breeze blowing past his upturned eyes, the thin moonlight gently enveloping him.

“Alright, everyone look at me. I’ll count to three,” the construction site sister said excitedly.

Fan Xia held her breath slightly, trying to block out the faint snow cedar fragrance at the tip of her nose.

At the moment the construction site sister counted, her hand was hooked by Rong Xiu’s little finger. The touch was cool, yet like a handful of hot fire burning wildly.

The photo was taken, forever imprinting the love blooming in the shadows of this moment.

The construction site sister’s eyes widened, and she swallowed excitedly. Which one was actually the official partner? How could this young man be so bold! Wasn’t he afraid the official partner would discover and tear his clothes off in public? Young people these days were really getting more and more daring!

“How did it turn out? Let me see,” Wen Lan Sheng asked eagerly.

“It’s good, it’s good. The photo turned out very well… perfect,” the construction site sister said excitedly, stumbling over her words. But she didn’t hand the phone to Wen Lan Sheng, instead giving it back to Rong Xiu.

Rong Xiu smiled faintly.

“Now that we’ve taken the photo, let’s go back. Lan Sheng, didn’t you want to eat coconut sticky rice? I’ll take you to buy some in a bit,” Fan Xia said, her brows twitching slightly. The finger that Rong Xiu had just touched seemed to still retain a burning warmth.

“I’ll just go eat. I don’t have much appetite tonight,” Rong Xiu said with a light laugh, turning back to look at Fan Xia with burning eyes. “If you find any good things at the night market, bring back a portion for me too.”

Whatever she bought for Wen Lan Sheng, he must have as well.

Fan Xia lowered her eyes, “Alright.”

Rong Xiu took a taxi and left. Wen Lan Sheng seemed to relax, no longer needing to be on guard all the time. He became more at ease, hugging Fan Xia’s neck and acting coquettishly, “Xia Xia, let’s go to the night market stalls now.”

“Okay.”

As a tourist city, the island’s night market was naturally very lively, with many strange tropical fruits. The two of them browsed until eleven before returning.

Of course, Fan Xia didn’t forget Rong Xiu’s request. Since she didn’t know what Rong Xiu liked to eat, for every fruit snack she bought for Wen Lan Sheng, she also bought the same for Rong Xiu.

Wen Lan Sheng, who was originally in high spirits, saw Fan Xia always carrying two portions of snacks and fruits, and his face was full of unhappiness.

That bastard Rong Xiu, even after returning to the hotel, was still lingering like a persistent shadow.

He returned to the hotel in a sullen mood, carelessly tossing the fruits aside. He wanted to sit on the sofa to rest, but remembered that a certain dog had crawled over it earlier, leaving dog hair everywhere. Disgusted, he went into the bedroom.

“Ah————”

Fan Xia was about to go give Rong Xiu the food when she heard Wen Lan Sheng’s scream from the bedroom.

She quickly ran in, only to see Yi Zhi happily circling and rolling around by the bed, if one could ignore the tattered clothes hanging on it and the small accessories that had become like scrap metal.

Wen Lan Sheng was furious, “Who let you in here!”

Yi Zhi looked at Wen Lan Sheng blankly, its puppy eyes full of confusion.

Wen Lan Sheng became even angrier, “With so many clothes, you didn’t chew any others, but specifically chewed this one of mine. You did it on purpose, didn’t you!”

Wen Lan Sheng was so angry he wanted to kick it.

Fortunately, Fan Xia was quick and hugged Yi Zhi in her arms.

Yi Zhi curled up in Fan Xia’s arms, whimpering pitifully.

Fan Xia stroked its soft fur and said, “It’s my fault. I didn’t close the door properly when I left, letting it run in. It’s my fault, my fault.”

“It’s not your fault, it’s mine,” Wen Lan Sheng said, his teeth almost cracking from how hard he was gritting them. He stared at Yi Zhi, his hateful gaze seeming to want to bite through Yi Zhi to its mastermind behind it!