He had just finished speaking.
Jiang Nanshu’s voice rang out, "The barbecue is here~"
"Ouch!" She slipped and a plate of freshly grilled, oily meat landed directly on the back of Cheng An, sticking to his thin T-shirt.
"Ah!"
Cheng An screamed in pain.
Su Ran was so frightened that she stepped back, distancing herself by a step.
Then she realized what happened and took the cold water from the table, dousing Cheng An’s back with it.
Mr. and Mrs. Jiang heard the commotion and came out of the cottage.
"What happened?"
Hearing Mr. Jiang’s voice, Jiang Nanshu hid behind her father like a little girl who had done something wrong and guiltily whispered, "Dad, I think I made a mistake. I wanted to bring the barbecue to the brothers, but I slipped and it all ended up on Cheng An. His back must be blistered from the oil, wuwuwu, what should I do?"
[I really should have brought a basin of hot oil and turned you, this bootlicker, into a dead dog. I was too gentle. Next time, I will definitely make sure to put in more strength.]
Jiang Nanshu was filled with regret in her heart, but due to the urgency of the situation, she didn’t have anything suitable to use, making her itch to hit Cheng An even more.
Mr. Jiang: "..."
He glanced at the oil-stained area on Cheng An’s T-shirt, which was so hot that he had taken it off.
His back was red and swollen, and because his skin was tender, it was covered with a long string of densely packed blisters.
Damn, just looking at it hurts.
Yet in her heart, Jiang Nanshu still felt it was too light.
Mr. Jiang coughed lightly, trying to make himself look less guilty.
If others knew that Jiang Nanshu did it on purpose, then it would be outrageous.
He said sternly, "Nannan, it’s okay, you didn’t do it on purpose. Shuling, make a call and get the doctor to take a look at Cheng An. We can’t have him scarred."
Then he reprimanded Jiang Nanshu, "Will you dare to be so careless again next time? Hurry up and apologize to Cheng An. If it were someone else, they wouldn’t forgive you so easily."
Mr. Jiang had barely finished when Cheng An’s face turned green.
Jiang Nanshu, this vile person, definitely did it on purpose!
With so many people around, it just so happened to hit him, scalding off a layer of skin.
[Old man’s art of speech is not any inferior to the Chu family’s. Is this the true tradition he learned from being used to hanging out with Chu Xin? Hahaha.]
Jiang Nanshu was inwardly bursting with joy.
But on the surface, her expression was one of remorse, blinking her sincere big eyes: "It’s all my fault for not standing firm and causing you to get hurt. Can you forgive me? I’ve already apologized to you."
Cheng An: "..."
He couldn’t detect a hint of sincerity.
He clenched his teeth tightly, his face menacingly dark.
"Cheng An isn’t that petty. Don’t worry about it. You’ve apologized, and he will definitely forgive you," Jiang Yunchuan’s voice timely intervened.
The trio by the seaside, having heard the noise, came over.
Yang Jiashu took a glance and chimed in, "No worries, Anzi is tough. He’ll recover in a few days. Right, Brother Yan?"
Lu Qingyan, who had not even glanced at Cheng An, casually agreed, "Mhm."
Cheng An was furious beyond words. He took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said, "Yeah, that’s right, I won’t blame her. Let’s just forget it this time. After all, she didn’t do it on purpose, and it’s not that painful."
Next time, he’d pour boiling water on her face.
What a hypocritical person!
Cheng An left with the doctor.
The barbecue chef placed all the barbecue on the table.
It was a large long table that could accommodate twenty people, filled with various barbecued meats, delicious food, and fruits covering the entire table.
Chu Xin called everyone to sit down, "Please take a seat, everyone. Since you’re here, make sure to enjoy yourselves to the fullest."
"Qingyan, come sit here," Chu Xin specially invited Lu Qingyan, and, by coincidence, Chu Muxi was seated next to him.
Lu Qingyan scanned the surroundings, found Jiang Nanshu, and sat beside her, "Thanks, I’ll sit here."
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