America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

Chen An looked at the girl in front of him, who was full of primal vitality.

Water droplets flowed down her slender neck, gliding over the deep and powerful cleavage, and finally disappeared into the thin black fabric.

Bathed in the early spring sunshine, she resembled a bronze sculpture exuding a wild aura, brimming with an unadorned, primal allure that struck straight to the soul.

Chen An didn't hold back his admiring gaze, but he also keenly noticed her shoulders trembling slightly from the cold river water.

In this temperature of only a few degrees Celsius, it would be extremely uncomfortable to come out of the icy water and be exposed to the wind.

Without saying a word, he took off his large waterproof and windproof coat, walked over, and wrapped Aya up completely, then pinched her cold cheeks.

"The fish is quite good, but if my top hunter catches a cold, Titan Manor will suffer a huge loss."

Chen An pulled her into his arms, using his body heat to dispel the chill from her, his tone carrying a hint of domineering reproach.

"If you want to eat fish in the future, have Tie Tou and the others set the nets, or wait until it gets warmer before going into the water."

"You're not the wild girl who used to just forage for food in the mountains anymore."

"Indians aren't afraid of the cold." Although Aya spoke toughly, her body betrayed her by snuggling against Chen An's warm and broad chest, tilting her head back with bright, sparkling eyes.

"Besides, the ones caught by others don't taste as good as the ones I catch myself. I'm thinking of roasting them for you at noon, along with those 'white diamond' truffles from yesterday."

"Tsk tsk tsk, this sour and rotten smell can't be stopped even by ice water."

Jessica, standing next to her, curled her lip and made a merciless remark.

But there wasn't much real jealousy in her eyes. She walked over and, with a mixture of disdain and caution, picked up the bucket containing the large rainbow trout.

"Let's go, Savage Princess. Hurry back and take a hot bath, lest you catch a cold and infect the boss. As for this fish..."

Jessica glanced at the lively fish in the bucket, then proudly raised her chin. "Since you've worked so hard, I'll take pity on you today and go to the kitchen to help my mom out. Consider it a welcome dinner for you."

Aya paused for a moment, looking at Jessica who was carrying a heavy bucket of water and walking somewhat unsteadily.

These two girls, who originally disliked each other and had completely opposite styles, somehow developed a wonderful tacit understanding.

Aya grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and quickly caught up with him.

"Okay! Then you'll be in charge of scaling the fish and picking two fresh sprigs of rosemary!"

"Dream on! That's your spoils, you can scrape it yourself! I'm just here to eat it!"

"Don't run! Give me the bucket..."

Watching the two young and energetic girls bickering and playing ahead, running towards the main house on the newly green grass of early spring, Chen An slowly followed behind, his hands in his pockets, his steps light and quick.

He turned around, glanced at the thriving ranch, and then at the foundation of the large estate under construction halfway up the mountain.

This spring.

On the left is a mining and high-end agricultural empire that rakes in money every day, and on the right is the vibrant and joyful daily life of a beautiful woman.

A spring breeze carried the low mooing of cattle from afar and the silvery laughter of girls.

Chen An raised his head, looked up at the cloudless blue sky, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"This is life."

He murmured to himself, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

……

At noon, the main kitchen was filled with an irresistible aroma.

The two-pound wild rainbow trout that Aya had caught by hand in the icy stream was now lying in a large cast-iron baking pan.

Its belly was stuffed with freshly picked rosemary, thyme, and a few thinly sliced ​​yellow lemons.

Sarah, wearing a floral-patterned apron, was carefully pouring melted butter over the fish again and again.

As the fish skin is roasted at high temperatures, a layer of golden-brown, crispy bubbles gradually forms on its surface. The pure, natural aroma of fish oil mixed with the scent of vanilla fills the air.

"It smells so good..."

Jessica was leaning over the counter, munching on a freshly washed apple, her eyes glued to the oven. "Mom, how much longer? I feel like my mouth is watering."

"Wait five more minutes, until the fish has fully absorbed the flavor of the herbs."

Sarah smiled gently and used tongs to stir the asparagus that was being sautéed in a pan next to her. "Aya, could you get me the sea salt from the cupboard?"

"no problem."

Aya had already taken a hot shower and changed into a large gray T-shirt worn by Chen An.

This seemed to have become a kind of privilege and pleasure for the girls in the manor. The wide neckline tilted slightly with her movements, revealing the firm and full lines of her wheat-colored shoulders and neck.

She walked barefoot on the floor, handing the salt shaker to Sarah with the grace of a cat.

Chen An sat on a high stool outside the bar, flipping through a farm equipment catalog. Occasionally, he would look up and watch the three women busy in the kitchen, bickering and cooperating with each other.

Five minutes later.

The grilled fish is ready.

Sarah served it to the table, and Chen An took out the precious "Titan White Diamond" truffle and a special peeler.

"Swish—swish—"

Marble-patterned white truffle slices fall like the first snowflakes onto the sizzling grilled fish, instantly releasing a deep, rich, complex aroma with hints of meat and nuts.

"Let's eat! This is Aya's hard work."

Chen An put away the plane and said with a smile.

The lunch for the four of us was cozy and casual. The wild rainbow trout had firm and delicate flesh, completely free of the muddy taste of farmed fish, and paired with the crisp texture of the mutated truffle, it was simply irresistible.

Jessica ate without any regard for her image, not even bothering to wipe the sauce from the corners of her mouth. Aya, on the other hand, simply used her hands, eating with a blissful expression.

Just as this pleasant spring lunch was coming to an end.

"Rumble, rumble—"

A discordant, enormous engine roar came from above the farm, so loud that even the wine glasses on the table trembled slightly.

Moreover, the strong airflow caused several parasols on the lawn in front of the main house to be blown askew.

"What's going on?" Jessica was startled and quickly put down her fork.

Chen An frowned, put down his napkin, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

A gusta AW109 luxury civilian helicopter with an extremely flamboyant paint scheme and the logo of a famous Wall Street hedge fund was seen ignoring the no-fly warnings around the farm and forcibly descending to land on the flat lawn in front of the main house.

"Boss!"

Tie Tou's exasperated voice came through the walkie-talkie, "It's a civilian helicopter from New York! They didn't apply for permission via radio, they just barged in! The guys have already set up the anti-aircraft searchlights and sniper rifles, should we shoot them down?"

In Montana, if a bird hovers at low altitude or even lands over a private farm without permission, the farm owner has the right to shoot it down.

Chen An watched the helicopter descend lower and lower, his eyes turning cold.

"Don't fire. Let it land."

Chen An's tone was calm, but it carried a chilling pressure. "I want to see which blind fool dares to cause trouble during my mealtime. Tie Tou, take a few men and ambush them."