Nan Yi took Xia Zeming to Villa No. 8 to chop firewood and make firewood-roasted chicken. She also transferred a chef who had a good relationship with her to cook this authentic farm dish.

The head chef also brought three waiters.

Xinglan's dishes are developed through research and development, so this firewood roasted chicken is different from other roasted chickens. Instead, it is marinated with spices, then smoked and grilled with tea leaves, and finally grilled over firewood, so that it will be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

As for Wei Yang and his group of more than ten people, in addition to cooking wood-fired chicken and other lunches, they also had to prepare roasted whole lamb for the bonfire party.

Because of the complicated process, the head chef could not help Nan Yi chop wood, so the task of chopping firewood and burning charcoal fell on Nan Yi and Xia Zeming.

The two of them were busy for a long time before Nan Yi understood what "a useless scholar is". Xia Zeming was too vain!

He did not exercise or exercise, and had almost no muscles that could be used. After two rounds of axe, he was already sweating.

Naturally, Nanyi was not much better. He had never done any physical work since he was a child. He was so tired that he was sweating all over, and even his arms were so sore that he looked ugly.

At this time, it started to rain again, and the fine raindrops quickly wet Nan Yi's silk white shirt. Her looming silhouette, skin texture, and thin sheen of sweat made her look particularly sexy and charming.

Wei Yang admired Nan Yi's proud figure and beautiful face from a distance. He couldn't help but imagine how exciting it would be to get such a beauty into bed!

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath from his cigar.

"Brother Yang, the one named Ruan Xiaohua is real. I heard Miss Ning talk about her and said she is very attractive. She can make men like her even in a one-piece swimsuit."

Wei Yang blew out a smoke ring with a smile on his lips, "I can't justify it if I just attack a woman who can make Miss Ning admire her."

The two men were quite proud and went to play cards in the inner room with their red wine glasses.

Fu Chen searched around but couldn't find anyone from Nan Yi, so he asked He Wei to look for him.

At this moment, He Wei ran back panting, "Mr. Fu, Miss Nan is chopping firewood in Villa No. 8 on the mountain!"

"firewood?"

He Wei nodded, took a breath and drank some water, then told him the whole story.

Fu Chen frowned after hearing this. The two things he hated most in his life were being plotted by others, and the people he valued being bullied.

"Okay, I understand," Fu Chen stood up, picked up his coat and put it on, "Go and get Song Yuan and the few Ruichi executives who came with you, and call the security personnel. Let's go to the mountain for some exercise."

Get some exercise?

He Wei foresaw what might happen next, "Mr. Fu, I haven't been feeling well lately, so I won't go with you."

"Well, yes," Fu Chen said with a playful smile, "I'll get you a membership card in this bar by the way, so you can stay and have a good time."

Stay? Are you planning to take him back to Rich?

He Wei looked at Fu Chen's leaving figure and followed him wisely.

Not long after, the exhausted Nan Yi saw Fu Chen leading a group of people in suits and leather shoes over. Nan Yi stood up in surprise.

Fu Chen raised his eyes and realized that his baby was too charming and sexy.

He walked over quickly, took off his suit jacket and put it on Nan Yi, "You are almost gone. You go to the side and rest, and I will help you chop wood."

"Isn't this bad?"

Nan Yi stared at Fu Chen's waist and abdomen, "Besides, your body is so weak, can you still swing an ax?"

"I'm weak? You should worry about yourself!"

Fu Chen took out a handkerchief and wiped Nan Yi's sweaty face, brushed the broken hair on her forehead, "Good boy, go sit over there."

Only then did Song Yuan understand why Fu Chen condescended to come to Xinglan to discuss cooperation with a small company, and also understood why he had changed the hotel he booked to Xinglan last time.

He lowered his head and gave a faint smile, and said to He Wei: "Our boss Fu is in trouble."

"More than just sinking in? He has already laid down flat in the sinkhole of love. Miss Nan can bury him with a shovelful of soil!"

Song Yuan and He Wei laughed so much that they saw Fu Chen raise his eyes coldly, "Don't be stunned, stretch your muscles and bones, and chop all the firewood in the past two days."

Nanyi: "..."

Then, a beautiful scene appeared here - Fu Chen was chopping firewood with his shirt sleeves rolled up, wearing high-end trousers and a Patek Philippe watch.

Following him, sweating profusely, were a group of senior executives and security personnel of the Rich Group.

Nan Yi's heart felt warm, and even Xia Zeming became a tea boy, actively ensuring the logistics work for the bosses, handing out water and handkerchiefs.

In the end, he simply went down the mountain to prepare the fruit platter. His liking for Fu Chen is now overwhelming, and he feels that this is a real man who can do anything!

Nan Yi sat there and admired Fu Chen's elegant and powerful movements.

The clearly visible tendons and muscle lines on his arms, the Pacific wide shoulders full of security, the narrow waist with a flat belly, the straight long legs, such an excellent head-to-body ratio coupled with the unparalleled good looks, it is simply

Top quality pumpkin.

Nan Yi looked at it and felt very sorry when he thought about it.

That accident was simply a "waste" of fate. How could you treat a man who was so excellent in every aspect like that?

Fu Chen looked at Nan Yi's face that was alternately excited and sad, and stopped chopping firewood.

He walked over and leaned over to look at her, "What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with my appearance and figure?"

Nan Yi shook his head, "No, you are tired, sit down and rest for a while."

Fu Chen saw Nan Yi rubbing his arm, and teased with a smile, "I don't have the strength to bind a chicken, does it hurt?"

He took Nan Yi's arm and began to massage her gently, loosening her tight muscles. Sometimes he would use a slightly heavier hand, and Nan Yi would hum, her voice a bit bewildering and ambiguous.

Song Yuan and others did not dare to stop without Fu Chen's order, so they had to continue chopping firewood, but they couldn't help but glance at the two of them.

"Manager Nan, I told you before that you have a nice voice," Fu Chen lowered his strength and laughed in a low voice, "It's just that we don't want to show off this advantage in public."

Nan Yi blushed at what Fu Chen said and raised her other hand to hit him. Fu Chen didn't hide and allowed her to hit him, just to relax his muscles and tickle him.

The flirting between the two really irritated Song Yuan and others, and they all consciously worked with their backs to the two of them.

With more people and greater strength, it didn't take long for the chopped firewood to be neatly stacked.

Nan Yi looked at Fu Chen with joy, eyes full of stars, "Thank you, Fu Chen. You always show up in time when I need help. I don't know how to thank you."

"I feel very foreign to you talking to me like this, and besides, your empty thanks are not sincere."

What Fu Chen said was dishonest, and Nan Yi felt convinced, but now he...

Nan Yi didn't want to hit Fu Chen, so he just smiled.

At this time, Wei Yang's friends came over and asked Nan Yi to come in, saying that Mr. Wei wanted to talk to her about going out to the river tomorrow.

"Go and do your work. I'm going down the mountain. I'll find you in the evening."

Fu Chen's words were very soft. Wei Yang's friend looked at the man who was a little wet from the drizzle and whose hair fell on his forehead but still couldn't hide his aura, and felt that he looked particularly familiar.

However, he was a little confused and couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Okay, I'll go find Mr. Wei now."

Fu Chen watched Nan Yi enter Villa No. 8 with his clients. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands before preparing to go down the mountain with Song Yuan and others.

As soon as Nan Yi stepped into the room where Wei Yang was, the lights dimmed.

The sound of the door being locked came from behind her, and when she turned around, she saw Wei Yang staring at her maliciously.

"Beauty, your back view is too alluring," Wei Yang's eyes were full of lust and desire, "I think you and I will feel very happy from behind!"

Nan Yi was shocked and wanted to run away, but Wei Yang picked him up by the waist and threw him on the bed.
Chapter completed!