Chapter 650: Sitting There Eating

The assistants dared not refuse.

Enduring the excruciating pain of having his ear nearly torn off, he briskly walked out the door. No, he felt certain that a part of it had been ripped off, for he could feel a hollow space where it connected to his head.

Blood flowed continuously, and he couldn't tell if it was the blood draining the warmth from his body, or some other reason.

In any case, his heart gradually began to grow cold as well.

Today, he might be killed.

However, after the Qianlu Security Team reported this news to their superiors, Zheng Qian still did not allow him to leave the port or bring anyone else in. Instead, he had almost all the servants isolated, arranging separate rooms for them to rest and providing sufficient food.

Only two personal maids were left for Shang Rongyan.

At the same time, he strictly restricted their entry and exit from that room; they could only enter when she really needed them.

Upon hearing this news, the Second Miss Shang was even more furious.

After frantically smashing things for a long time, perhaps because she was tired or simply too hungry, her explosive temper finally had a momentary pause. And the waiters provided exquisite food at this opportune moment.

Note, it was very exquisite food, not scraps.

Although it was not from the three-star Michelin restaurant she had specified, it was still prepared by a very professional chef. The person cooking was the hotel's executive chef, who personally prepared careful delicacies for Zheng Qian and the others.

But, our Miss Shang Rongyan was still very unhappy.

When she saw that what was brought in was not what she wanted, she angrily threw it all onto the floor.

Zheng Qian was very angry when he heard the news. It wasn't because Shang Rongyan looked down on the food, but because she was wasting food. Zheng Qian said indifferently, "Since Miss Shang is wasting it like this, it means she is still not hungry. If she is not hungry, there is no need to send anything to her room again. Come, bring me another charcoal-grilled Yebai pig's trotter."

Zheng Qian now felt true earthly bliss.

After just having battled several rounds with Qiuqiu and Xiao Nan, the two beauties began to serve Zheng Qian his meal. With jade-like hands, they fed him, carefully cut his steak, massaged his legs, and poured him wine.

This kind of enjoyment was something he had never experienced, even when Wei Rusi and the others were around him every day.

Actually, this is quite easy to understand; after all, Cui Ziqing, Su Yuanshuang, and Wei Rusi were all young ladies of their families who had been pampered. Being able to cook for Zheng Qian and serve him tea and water personally was already the limit of what they could do.

For some things, one cannot ask for too much; too much would be excessive.

Occasionally, on a whim, they would take the initiative to sit on Zheng Qian's lap and feed him grapes, and he was already very satisfied with that.

Yao Qiuqiu and Cheng Xiaonan were different.

Of course, background might not be the decisive factor; it was more about their personalities. The two of them served Zheng Qian extremely attentively, and because they had been together for many years, they understood each other perfectly, making it easier for Zheng Qian to feel ultimate pleasure.

Whether it was during meals or during "exercise".

Their coordination was extremely tacit, and they would even occasionally perform some "combination moves," which really made Zheng Qian's eyes light up. He marveled that being alive was truly wonderful; he hadn't even seen such things in movies. This was definitely something the two of them often studied and pondered over.

It was only after constant discussion and practice with mannequins that they could develop such a "stunning strike."

By the way, Xiao Nan's name is Cheng Xiaonan.

It is shameful to say, but Zheng Qian had been in friendly and cordial communication with her for so long, and only today did he learn what her name was for the first time. This surname is as cute as her appearance, small and very lovely.

"Why are you like this even when eating..."

Yao Qiuqiu blushed, her voice trembling slightly.

She was originally feeding Zheng Qian properly, but his hands seemed to always have ideas of their own, making her miserable.

"Then how should I eat?" Zheng Qian teased Yao Qiuqiu.

"You should just... well... sit there and eat!"

"Sit there and eat? I get it! Oh, Yao Qiuqiu, you are getting more and more mischievous now. To think you would use such words to hint at me. I understand now, so you want to 'sit' on 'there' and 'eat'..."

"You big bad guy..."

... 2:00 AM.

Shang Rongyan leaned weakly against the headboard.

At this moment, she no longer had the aloof appearance of the young lady she originally was. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were messy, her eyes were dazed, and several of her nail art pieces had fallen off. The floor was a mess; during this time, she had smashed almost everything she could smash.

Now she really couldn't smash anything anymore, hungry and tired.

Her eyes were filled with tears; if not for her eyeliner being so high-quality, her face would have been a mess long ago.

What made her even more speechless was that ever since she smashed the food, no one had actually brought her anything else! She was really hungry now. She didn't necessarily have to eat food from Hange, it was just her habitual princess complex.

Ever since she could remember, she had never gone hungry.

But today, so hungry! Really so hungry!

She struggled several times to pick up the bedside landline that hadn't been broken, wanting to just order something to eat... but she was too proud. She had lived like this for so many years; asking for help was simply harder than killing her.

But... Yes, just now, when she needed the poseidon era, hadn't she asked him for it once?

After asking Zheng Qian that time, not only did he let her use such a good yacht to show off, but he even cooperated throughout, telling Celinka that it was her luxury toy. Her hand hovered over the phone, her heart in a fierce internal struggle.

[Beep—]

Just then, the room door opened.

Zheng Qian held the hotel's "universal room card," so naturally, he entered unimpeded.

He didn't even knock on the door, nor did he care whether Shang Rongyan's current attire was appropriate for seeing an outsider.

He just walked in like that.

He pushed the dining cart in himself, coming all the way to stand in front of Shang Rongyan.

Zheng Qian actually didn't intend to starve Shang Rongyan; he just wanted her to understand one thing: to survive here, she must listen to him and stop being so spoiled and overbearing. She would even hit or scold the servants, to the point of nearly tearing their ears off, simply because they couldn't buy the food she wanted.

Shouldn't such behavior be punished?

Furthermore, wasting food is wrong.

She just instinctively covered her chest with the quilt, looking at Zheng Qian with panic in her eyes; her expression at this moment could only be described as tear-stained. She opened those eyes that were usually sharp, but now looked pitiful; anyone would be moved. Anyone would involuntarily agree to any of her demands.

Unfortunately, she was facing Zheng Qian.

"Have you decided what to say to me?"