The desert cools down quickly; as soon as the sun sets, the temperature drops below ten degrees Celsius.
When Shen Shuangjian out of the tent, she had changed from the thin shirt she wore during the day to thicker clothes.
However, he was sensitive to the cold, and the significant temperature difference compared to the daytime temperature was still somewhat unbearable for Shen Shuangjian.
If Xie Jinghui hadn't repeatedly persuaded him to come out and warm himself by the fire, and eat something to restore his body temperature, Shen Shuangjian probably taken the medicine and then curled up under the covers to go to sleep.
" Shuangjian, you're out."
"Brother Shuangjian, we're having self-heating hot pot today. What do you want to eat?"
Several people were sitting around the campfire. When Shen Shuangjian out, they were playing games and joking around to liven up the atmosphere.
Shen Shuangjian knew she couldn't sit too close to the fire. However, there was still enough space between Yu Sheng and Xie Qingchi to seat two people.
The seating arrangement is also important; Xie Qingchi and Xie Jinghui are uncle and nephew, so it's normal for them to sit next to each other.
As for Yu Sheng...
Everyone knew that he Shen Shuangjian and had no intention of hiding it, so others naturally kept their distance and did not want to compete with him openly.
They all had their own concerns, except for Yu Sheng.
Just like Gu Xuanlin, he was self-disciplined and upright, like a clivia. He climbed to the top smoothly and naturally hoped that his reputation would not collapse after his death.
He took a step back, then half a step forward, stuck in the middle, neither up nor down.
But Yu Sheng was different. He didn't care about his career at all, ignored his manager's advice, and disregarded the large number of female fans who were leaving the fandom and questioning him.
He was open and honest about his feelings for Shen Shuangjian, showing no interest in his future, fame, or the adoration of fans.
He just wanted a possibility, even if it was impossible.
"Brother Shuangjian, this is a self-heating hot pot with beef, and this one, this one is chicken. Which one do you want?"
Yu Sheng was very eager; he didn't even bother to look at Xie Qingchi's piercing gaze.
"Why are you so attentive to what they're eating?" Xie Qingchi couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious."
Yu Sheng: "..."
I gave Shuangjian something to eat, and what are you doing yelling at me like that?
Yu Sheng knew he was talking about himself, but he couldn't be bothered to respond. He just rolled his eyes back, then smiled and continued talking to Shen Shuangjian.
" Shuangjian- ge, you know, you're my best friend."
Shen Shuangjian: "..."
Shen Shuangjian slightly raised her hand from under the blanket to take the self-heating meal from his hand, her voice muffled. "I don't eat beef."
In fact, even Shen Shuangjian herself sometimes admits that she is a picky eater. She doesn't eat beef, lamb, or fish, and she doesn't even eat anything too greasy.
If it weren't for the urgent need to replenish her energy, Shen Shuangjian really couldn't eat a single bite right now.
"Would you like some hot water?" Perhaps noticing Shen Shuangjian's discomfort, Xie Jinghui supported his back and handed him a glass of water. "Drinking some hot water will make your stomach feel better."
Xie Jinghui might not be able to guess Shen Shuangjian's thoughts, but he knew what Shen Shuangjian disliked and would never make a decision that displeased him.
Just like now, Shen Shuangjian wasn't thirsty, but he was terribly cold, so this cup of hot water was just the right thing to do.
Shen Shuangjian didn't refuse, but simply rubbed her temples and took the hot water, drinking it in small sips.
Xie Qingchi felt uneasy watching this.
He looked down on everyone else and didn't feel that anyone could pose a threat to him, because he never thought that this group of celebrities who were just putting on an act could compare to him.
But Xie Jinghui was different. Xie Jinghui was his uncle, and he was top-notch in terms of appearance, wealth, and power.
The more uncomfortable he felt, the more it proved that he was afraid of losing to his uncle.
"As men get older, they become more eloquent and cunning, but they can't compare to the sincerity and enthusiasm of younger men," Xie Qingchi said sarcastically, arms crossed.
However, his firing range was too wide, and he inevitably accidentally injured others, such as Gu Xuanlin, and Song Shi was eating happily nearby.
Song Shi:?
He looked up and glanced at Xie Qingchi, thinking he had probably gone mad.
What's wrong with older men? What's wrong with them?!
"Yes, they're young and healthy."
Surprisingly, Yu Sheng had joined forces with Xie Qingchi. He glanced at Xie Jinghui, who seemed not to have heard him, and smiled with a hint of smugness.
"There's no way around it, youth is your greatest asset."
As the one being mocked, Xie Jinghui naturally knew that these two brats were just pretending to ridicule him for being too old and not good enough for Shen Shuangjian.
But so what? Xie Jinghui wouldn't care what they said at all.
It is a fact that he is five years older than Shen Shuangjian, which is also the point that Xie Jinghui cares about the most, but that does not mean that he is inferior to Yu Sheng and Xie Qingchi.
Xie Jinghui twenty-seven years old, but he has had a habit of exercising since he was an adult. Shen Shuangjian, he exercised even more frequently than before.
These two bastards want to use their bodies as leverage? They'll have to wait another twenty years.
Youth is indeed an asset.
Xie Jinghui casually lifted his eyelids, pressed down on Shen Shuangjian the blanket behind her flutter slightly in the wind. He spoke nonchalantly.
"But if that's all the capital we have, then it's far too cheap."
Xie Jinghui looked at the two who had suddenly united, his expression darkening slightly after a moment, his expression turning somewhat sarcastic.
"People who are this cheap can only rely on their age as an excuse."
The sparks from the campfire crackled and popped, and the faint smell of burning charcoal spread like gunpowder smoke, ready to erupt at any moment.
[Huh? Let's fight! Let's fight!]
[A three-way standoff, a battle between uncle and nephew, hmm, let's announce it~]
[His own nephew and outsiders have teamed up to insult him, hahaha, Xie Jinghui must be furious.]
[That's normal. Xie Jinghui is practically a match for Shen Shuangjian the Empress. How could these two not be on the same side?]
[Not necessarily, Xie Qingchi didn't give Yu Sheng a friendly look either.]
[ Xie Qingchi: Everyone around Shen Shuangjian gets a slap for the women and two for the men. Those like Xie Jinghui and Yu Sheng get even more severe blows, like the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms!]
[But I think they're both right. Youth is an asset; good health means more strength when you're working.]
[ Yu Sheng: I'm not some delicate queen; I have plenty of strength and methods!]
Is this right? This is wrong!
[Older people are more energetic, they know how to care for others and when to back down, they know when to really say no and when to pretend (doge)]
[I think Xie Jinghui pretty good. His nose is higher than anyone else's, and his limbs are long and strong. This kind of man is really good, too good.]
[Yes, Gu Xuanlin looks so weak and listless.]
[ Gu Xuanlin:???]
[ Gu Xuanlin will scold you when he sees this.]
[It doesn't matter who it is, my wife just smells nice and her skin is in such good condition, which means she's quite sensitive. Whether she can do it or not isn't important, as long as she can last for half an hour, that's fine.]
[My wife scolded me.]
[Sleeping with Shuangjian your wife, enjoying a life of quality.]