By the time Qian finally remembered she had some unfinished business, she, Yu Minglang, Liumei, and the others were already on their way to the beach with a grill for a barbecue night.

Yu Minglang deftly lit the fire, while Qian, Liumei, Fugui, and a gloomy Narcissus sat around the grill, listening to the sound of the waves and watching the lighthouse at night paint the sea with beautiful golden light.

After finishing Songg Qingwu’s medical report, Qian was desperately in need of relaxation. Yu Minglang allowed her to have a drink, so they brought two boxes of beer, drinking straight from the bottle, waiting for the food to cook as the special scent of charcoal-grilled meat filled the air. Liumei said to Qian,

"Sister-in-law, where’s your car? When I got home, I didn’t see it."

Qian was in the middle of drinking beer when she choked upon hearing about the car.

She remembered, Akka!

Although the person seemed suspicious and it was unclear who sent them to her, they got hurt saving her. It wouldn’t be appropriate to just ignore them.

"I’ll give her a call." Qian finally thought of some humanitarian concern and pulled out her phone, then realized...

"I didn’t save her number."

"It’s okay, her injury looked fine to me. She might just feel sick for a few days but could recover with some rest. We can send her a fruit basket when we get back," Yu Minglang showed no sympathy for a stranger.

Just then, Qian’s phone rang.

"Hello, is this Zheng Xu."

Upon hearing the name of her so-called rival from a long time ago, Yu Minglang’s ears perked up. He pretended to grill meat nonchalantly while inching closer to Qian, almost pressing his ear to her phone.

"Chen Xiaoqian, where the hell are you?" Zheng Xu’s voice sounded irritated.

"I’m out grilling. Why did you think of calling me? Where are you?"

"I’m outside your house. I banged on the door for ages and no one answered. My dad is not feeling well, so I came over to take him to the doctor and thought I’d check if you were still alive."

Qian immediately understood that Zheng Xu must have brought something for her, otherwise, he wouldn’t come to her house personally.

"Would you like to come over and have some—"

"Ah! What if there’s not enough food, Liumei, you glutton, you ate everything, what about the rest of us!" Yu Minglang exclaimed exaggeratedly in time—not interested in grilling skewers for a long-gone rival.

Bah! Let him starve!

Upon hearing Yu Minglang’s voice, Zheng Xu felt a wave of nausea.

"Forget it, your husky is at home, I see him and lose my appetite. My old man wanted me to bring you some caterpillar fungus; I’ll leave it on your door."

"Wait! Don’t hang it on the door, it’ll get stolen!"

Qian quickly stopped him. These clueless guys who don’t handle household finances have no idea how valuable things are.

"It’s not that expensive; who would steal it?"

"Just a few days ago, someone stole a couple of cardboard boxes from my hallway. They won’t let caterpillar fungus go."

Who knows which uncles are this idle, going from hallway to hallway stealing stuff, cabbage in the winter and cardboard boxes and bottles in the summer.

"What should I do then?" Zheng Xu really didn’t want to run into Yu Minglang. Every encounter with him was a bother.

"Why don’t you knock on my opposite neighbor’s door and see if anyone is there? If she’s sick, you could help take her to the hospital."

Qian came up with a win-win solution. With Akka’s injury on her mind, she thought Zheng Xu could help her out.

"Chen Xiaoqian, am I your family’s maid?" Zheng Xu was displeased.

"Having my wife treat you as a maid is an honor for you, Zheng Xu. We’re going back home to get married in a few days; don’t bring too much money, just a grand or two," Yu Minglang even specifically reminded him.

Zheng Xu was thoroughly disgusted, and Qian delivered another blow.

"If you’re unwilling to check on my neighbor, I’ll have Xiaoqiang fetch it instead, and you can catch up with him."

"Never mind, catching up with him would be bad luck for a whole year. I’m spent dealing with you two; how much did I owe you in a past life to meet you two nuisances?" Zheng Xu complained and then hung up, walking over to the opposite door to knock.

"Is there anyone breathing inside?"

After knocking for more than a minute, a faint voice from inside answered.

"Who is it..."

Akka had been sleeping since returning from the hospital, wearing pajamas and rubbing her eyes as she came to open the door. She thought the man at the door looked familiar.

Where had she seen this guy—

"Ah! I remember! You’re the hemorrhoid guy with the good smell!"

Zheng Xu’s veins started throbbing again, hemorrhoids don’t smell good!

"I do not have hemorrhoids!"

"It’s not such a shameful thing; nine out of ten people have them. By the way, have you tried Ma×Long? It works great, but it leaves a strong musk smell, and anyone who uses it might get musk-scented farts, hahaha!"

Zheng Xu’s face turned dark, he was suddenly tempted to throttle this woman with a death wish.

"I! Do! Not! Have! Hemorrhoids!!!" Damn it, why was he here again? It definitely wasn’t to discuss hemorrhoids...

Xu had been taken off track.

"Alright, if you say so. Men here really love saving face, what’s the big deal... Oh, hemorrhoid—sir, why are you here at my place?"

"This is for Chen Xiaoqian." Zheng Xu shoved the gift box he was holding into Akka’s arms. Already dizzy, Akka stumbled back two steps from the push. Zheng Xu figured he would go crazy if he stayed any longer with this woman who kept bringing up hemorrhoids, so he turned on his heel and left.

"What’s your relationship with Chen Xiaoqian? Hemorrhoid—"

Having reached his limit, Zheng Xu turned around, resisting the urge to punch her, "Call me that again and see if I don’t hit you! Hey, I haven’t even hit you, what are you fainting for!"

Holding the fainted Akka, Zheng Xu muttered curses under his breath, carrying her inside. Seeing the pigsty-like chaos, his temples throbbed again.

Chen Xiaoqian! Look at the mess you got me into! Once this yellow-haired girl wakes up, I’m definitely challenging Yu Minglang to a duel—wife’s sins paid by husband, cause beating up Yu Minglang is the only way to vent my anger!

At this moment, Qian was blissfully unaware of the chaos back home. She was sitting on the beach, enjoying grilled meat and drinking beer, feeling that life was full of sunshine.

"Meizi, try this!" Liao Fugui offered his personally grilled chicken wing to Liumei. Love speaks one word; he only expresses it with chicken wings, irresistible to any foodie.

Liumei gave him a silly smile, thinking how nice Brother Fugui was.

"Men are such fools for romance, they used to grill meat first for family outings. Fugui used to grill for me first, but now that he has a girlfriend, he’s forgotten his sister," Qian teased, making Liumei blush.

Liumei hurriedly handed the chicken wing she just took a bite from to Qian, "Sister-in-law, if you don’t mind, have this one."