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"Chen Yu... he's not good enough."

"Shut up!" Chen Yu's voice was so sharp it cracked, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

His expression changed repeatedly.

His finger trembled as he pointed at Sun Weiwei, "Sun Weiwei, I really misjudged you! If you wanted to break up, just say so, why spread rumors about me!"

Ye Xiao sneered inwardly as he watched Ye Xiao's embarrassed and angry expression.

He never expected that Chen Yu, who looked so tall and strong, would be so weak.

His gaze moved down from Chen Yu's flushed face to his crotch.

Chen Yu instinctively squeezed his legs together, then, feeling the action was too embarrassing, he suddenly straightened his back. "Where the hell are you looking? I'm perfectly normal! If you look at me again, I'll cripple you!"

Ye Xiao withdrew his gaze, his expression unchanged.

He tilted his head, as if suddenly remembering something, "What did you just say your dad's name was?"

Chen Yu paused for a moment, then smiled smugly, "My dad is the CEO of Hengtong Group, let me tell you..."

Ye Xiao interrupted his boastful words, "Since your dad is so awesome, why don't you ask him to get you some food?"

"you……"

Chen Yu's face completely fell.

He's a rich kid, and people always address him as "Young Master Chen" when they see him. He's always being offered cigarettes and alcohol wherever he goes.

He was used to being fawned over, pampered, and coaxed, and he was used to using money and family background to suppress others.

This is the first time his father's name has had no effect.

Ye Xiao patted his face: "Brother, wake up, times have changed."

"This is the apocalypse; money is worthless, strength is king!"

It seems the time was too short.

He thought he could use his father's name to intimidate others in real life.

Money is the least useful thing here.

Resources are the most important thing.

Reality will teach him a lesson.

……

Ye Xiao chose a grassy spot by the river and began taking things out of his backpack one by one.

Five pounds of crayfish, bright red and steaming hot, with the aroma of chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns wafting in the air.

A dozen ice-cold beers, with fine water droplets condensing on the cans, glistening in the sunlight.

He sat cross-legged, opened a can of beer, tilted his head back, took a sip, and let out a comfortable sigh.

"The scenery here is really nice, a good picnic would be nice." His tone was as relaxed as if he were on a picnic, not in the apocalypse.

Chen Yu stood three steps away, his eyes fixed on the pile of crayfish, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

His stomach growled.

He swallowed hard, took half a step forward, stopped, and then took another half step.

Ye Xiao picked up a crayfish, peeled off the shell, stuffed the meat into his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, squinted his eyes, and looked satisfied.

Then he looked up at Chen Yu, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he were looking at something obstructing the view.

"Hey, Yang Wei, don't block my view."

"you……"

Chen Yu's face instantly turned a deep shade of liver. "My name isn't Yang Wei! My name is Chen Yu!"

Ye Xiao peeled another crayfish without looking up. "Oh, Chen Yu. Sorry, I got it wrong."

Chen Yu's lips trembled as if he had suffered a stroke.

He wanted to curse, to rush up and overturn that pile of crayfish, and to stomp on the beer cans.

But he dared not.

He had seen the giant ape before and knew that this young man, who looked to be under twenty, could twist his head off in half a second, more easily than twisting a snake.

Chen Yu wanted to curse, but before he could even open his mouth,

Ye Xiao picked up a crayfish and waved it in Chen Yu's direction. "Want some?"

Chen Yu swallowed the profanity that was about to come out.

He took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, and the anger on his face was instantly replaced by anticipation, like a dog wagging its tail.

Ye Xiao withdrew his hand, stuffed the crayfish into his mouth, chewed, and mumbled, "I forgot you're Young Master Chen, how could you eat such handouts?"

Chen Yu's hand froze in mid-air. He realized that Ye Xiao was deliberately humiliating him.

Sun Weiwei had already put her original clothes back on.

A light blue ballet tutu, with a full skirt that just covers mid-thigh.

Her hair was half-dry, loosely covering her shoulders, with a few strands clinging to her cheeks, making her face appear smaller, whiter, and more pointed.

She squatted down next to Ye Xiao, looking at the pile of bright red crayfish, and swallowed hard.

She hadn't eaten anything properly for two days; the piece of raw snake meat she just ate was barely enough to fill a gap between her teeth.

"Ye Xiao, can you give me some to eat?" Her voice was very soft, with a gentle, limp tone that she had never used before.

She leaned closer to Ye Xiao, her softest part rubbing against his arm.

Her movements were clumsy, like a kitten learning to be affectionate for the first time.

She had never done anything like that before.

In the past, others would pursue her, coax her, and fawn over her; she only needed to stand there and wait for someone to come and fawn over her.

Now she has to reach for others herself.

He exuded an awkwardness and tension from trying too hard.

Ye Xiao didn't look at her.

He ate crayfish and drank beer by himself, his movements unhurried, as if he were enjoying the cool air on his own balcony.

One, two, three.

One can, two cans.

Shrimp shells piled up like a small mountain in front of him, and aluminum cans rolled twice on the grass.

Sun Weiwei squatted down beside him, maintaining that snuggling posture, her arm against his arm, her body leaning slightly forward, rubbing against him with her softest parts.

Her face was burning, and her ears were turning red, but she didn't back away because she didn't know what else she could offer in exchange.

After finishing a can of beer, Ye Xiao turned his head and gave her a look.

Are you hungry?

Sun Weiwei nodded, nodding vigorously, her eyes reddening.

Ye Xiao slowly wiped his hands.

"You haven't answered me yet, how can you prove it?"

Chen Yu had already turned around and taken a few steps, but when he heard the topic return to him, he was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on repeatedly, his fur stood on end, his face turned red, and his lips trembled as if he wanted to lash out.

But Ye Xiao didn't look at him and continued, "If you can prove that he's really no good, then I'll give you a pound of crayfish and a can of beer. You can use these supplies as you see fit, eat them yourself or share them with others."

Chen Yu opened his mouth, then closed it again.

God knows how much willpower he used to resist rushing over and grabbing that pile of crayfish.

He was so hungry that he had no strength left, his legs were weak, and his vision was blurring. He would even be willing to suck on lobster shells.

His eyes darted around, finally settling on Sun Weiwei.

He and Sun Weiwei had been together before. If Sun Weiwei got the crayfish… He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Sun Weiwei was in a dilemma.

How can she prove something like that?

We can't exactly make him take off his pants in public, can we?

She bit her lip, twisting the hem of her ballet tutu with her fingers, making the fluffy tutu wrinkle into a ball.

When did she discover that Chen Yu was impotent?

Speaking of which, we should thank her mother, Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying felt that the Chen family was rich and powerful, and that her daughter would be living a life of luxury if she married into the family. She called her every few days to urge her to keep Chen Yu firmly in her grasp.

"Weiwei, men are like that. If you treat him well, he won't run away. Just do what you're supposed to do, don't be so aloof."