I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

Song Yuqi walked ahead, her steps so light they almost seemed to float.

"Boss! Half a coconut chicken, and an extra serving of water chestnuts!"

Song Yuqi skillfully slipped into a food stall with a red plastic canopy, picked an empty table by the fan, and shouted boldly at the meat vendor inside.

Jiang Che slowly followed him in, pulled out a red plastic stool, and sat down.

"Alright! Half a coconut chicken, plus water chestnuts, that'll be 120 in total!"

The owner, a chubby middle-aged man in a floral shirt, approached with a smile, carrying an account book. "Miss, would you like to scan the code or pay in cash?"

Song Yuqi patted her chest confidently: "Scan the code!"

She reached into the pocket of her denim shorts.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Song Yuqi's smile faded, and she fumbled with her fingers in her empty pockets.

It’s over.

Before the recording of the show, Lao Wu confiscated everyone's phones and wallets.

She is now cleaner all over than her face.

Jiang Che leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, watching her.

"Boss Song, pay up! Didn't you say I wouldn't starve if I worked for you?"

Song Yuqi's face turned bright red instantly.

She glanced guiltily at Jiang Che, then turned to the boss and forced a very strained smile.

"Um... Boss, I was in such a rush that I forgot my phone. Do you recognize me?"

She quickly took off her sunglasses, opened her eyes wide, and pointed to her face.

The chubby boss leaned closer for a look, then slapped his thigh: "Hey! Aren't you that...that big star who always sings on TV?!"

Song Yuqi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, it's me! So, what do you think of this meal..."

Even big stars have to pay.

The boss was very excited, and then refused.

"This is a small business, we don't offer credit. If you really can't pay, you can leave something here as collateral, go back and get the money, and then come back to redeem it."

[Hahahaha! Song Xiaogou's face is completely shattered!]

[Boss: I'm a fan of celebrities, but I love money more.]

[Jiang Che: Is this what you meant by taking me to get food?]

Song Yuqi was so embarrassed that she dug her toes out of her shoes.

She was just about to show off in front of Jiang Che when her boast backfired spectacularly.

Jiang Che gave a short laugh and stood up.

He ignored Song Yuqi's pleading eyes and walked straight to the boss, his gaze sweeping over the pile of green coconuts next to him that looked like a small mountain.

"Boss, how much do you usually charge people per day to cut these coconuts?"

The shop owner was taken aback: "One hundred and fifty? What's wrong?"

"This meal costs 120, right?"

Jiang Che reached out and picked up the heavy machete from the cutting board next to him, weighing it in his hand.

"I'll help you chop the coconut, and you can put the chicken in the pot, okay?"

The boss looked Jiang Che up and down, noticing his fair skin and delicate features, which made him look like a young master, and became somewhat suspicious.

"Are you sure you can handle this? This knife is heavy, don't cut your hand, or I won't cover your medical expenses."

"Just put it in the pot."

Jiang Che walked to the pile of coconuts, picked up a coconut, and placed it on a wooden stake.

Without even hesitating, he swiftly brought down the knife.

The top of the coconut was cut off perfectly, the action was swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Then came the second, and the third.

With each swing of his knife, the smooth muscle lines on his arm would taut, and the veins would bulge slightly.

Song Yuqi stood to the side, stunned.

What exactly is the structure of this man?

Songwriting can win awards, cooking can be served, and now even chopping coconuts on the street is this sexy?!

Holy crap! Lyricist's arm definition is amazing!

This isn't just cutting down coconuts, it's cutting down my heart!

[Song Xiaogou's drool was practically dripping; look at the way she looked at Jiang Che, she practically wanted to devour him.]

[Who can resist this?! I also want to eat a coconut that Jiang Che cut himself!]

The temperature in Sanya at noon was extremely high. After only a few cuts, Jiang Che's forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat.

Song Yuqi quickly grabbed two tissues from the tissue box on the table and ran to his side.

"Don't move, let me wipe it for you."

Jiang Che was still holding the knife in his hand, and he turned his head and lowered his body to cooperate.

Song Yuqi took a tissue and carefully dabbed it on his forehead, wiping away the sweat little by little.

The two were very close.

Jiang Che lowered his gaze and looked at her.

"Boss Song, all you do is watch and not work?" His voice was deep and slightly mocking.

"Who was just watching!"

Song Yuqi's cheeks burned, and she forcibly looked away.

"I'm providing logistical support for you, so if you get tired, I can take over!"

"You want to come?" Jiang Che scoffed, his gaze sweeping over her slender wrist.

"You can't even hold a knife properly, don't turn around and chop the boss's cutting board. Go get a straw, have a sip of coconut water first."

Despite her feigned resentment, Song Yuqi's actions betrayed her true intentions. She ran to get a straw, inserted it into the coconut she had just chopped, and offered it directly to Jiang Che's lips.

Here, drink it.

Jiang Che didn't stand on ceremony and took a big gulp from her hand.

They turned this street food stall into something straight out of an idol drama; it was amazing.

[Dilraba spent 1200 yuan and got nothing in return, while others are happily chopping coconuts here.]

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Che finished chopping the last few coconuts, washed his hands, and returned to the table to sit down.

The owner had already brought out the steaming hot coconut chicken, giving it a thumbs up repeatedly.

"Young man, your skills are really good! You chop even better than the guys I hire! This meal is on me, eat as much as you like!"

"Thank you, boss!" Song Yuqi's eyes narrowed into crescent moons with joy.

The soup in the pot was boiling, emitting a rich coconut aroma.

Jiang Che picked up a soup spoon, skimmed off the foam on the surface, first served Song Yuqi a bowl of soup, and then put a large piece of chicken leg meat into her bowl.

"Eat up, Boss Song. This is what I earned through hard work, don't waste it."

Song Yuqi bit her chopsticks, looking at the plump chicken leg in her bowl, feeling as sweet as if she had been filled with honey.

All the anger and grievances I felt earlier had been completely dispelled by this bowl of coconut chicken soup.

She picked up a piece of chicken, took a bite, and deliberately dragged out the sound.

"Mmm...it smells so good! Some people spend 1,200 to go on a yacht, and they're probably starving on the yacht right now, enjoying the sea breeze. It's nothing compared to the comfort of eating at our roadside stall."

Jiang Che didn't say anything, but couldn't help laughing at her smug look.

Before Song Yuqi could catch her breath, a sharp screech of brakes suddenly came from outside the food stall.

A program crew's electric vehicle was parked on the side of the road.

Dilraba stepped out of the car, wearing sunglasses, her expression so cold it could frost off.

Wu Zheng, carrying a large megaphone, followed her around at a trot, looking rather miserable.

Suddenly, the chicken in Song Yuqi's mouth didn't taste good anymore.

Is this woman like a stubborn leech?!

Why are they even chasing after them?

Dilraba walked straight to the table with the two of them, without even glancing at Song Yuqi.

She pulled out a red plastic stool next to her and sat down directly next to Jiang Che.

"Boss," Dilraba took off her sunglasses, turned around and called out to the chubby uncle, "add another set of chopsticks and a bowl."

Song Yuqi slammed her chopsticks on the table, her anger instantly rising to the top of her head.

"What do you mean? Why aren't you going to a seafood feast? What are you doing at our beggar's stall?!"

Reba leaned back in her chair, turned to look at Jiang Che, and smiled brightly and dazzlingly.

"The yacht is making me dizzy, I can't eat, and besides..."

She paused deliberately, "My partner is here. It's so boring for me to eat seafood alone."

"Wherever my senior brother is, that's where I'll be."

"What, do you own this food stall? Can't I even get a free meal?"

Song Yuqi was so angry that her teeth itched.

She knew this meal would be anything but peaceful!

Jiang Che, who had been silent all along, finally put down his chopsticks.

He took a tissue and slowly wiped his mouth, his gaze falling on Dilraba.

"I'm okay with mooching a meal."

Jiang Che's voice was devoid of any emotion.

"But this meal was earned by chopping coconuts. If you want some, fine. Go over there and chop ten coconuts before serving."