Night had fallen, and in the middle of the lawn on the west side of the resort, a bonfire was lit, with several floodlights illuminating the lawn as bright as day.
The already long-marinated lamb cylinders were placed over the bonfire, and beside it, a resort chef was carefully turning the meat.
Before long, the aroma of wine and meat began to drift slowly into the air.
Greg led the two sisters, along with Spencer and the others, chatting and drinking.
The chef sliced off the outermost layer of roasted lamb, put it on a plate, and handed it out to Greg and the rest.
The slightly charred lamb, dipped in spicy cumin, was full of flavor in the mouth, and with a sip of the semi-sweet chilled wine, the taste was utterly indulgent.
Taylor Ware had come with Lois Abbott; she didnât recognize anyone else and couldnât join the conversation, so she just focused on her own eating but her gaze never left Greg.
Seeing Greg chatting animatedly with a few rich second-generations, she felt a genuine admiration rising in her heart.
Greg wasnât exactly smooth in his social interactions, but he could engage with anyone, and judging by the reactions of Spencer and the others, they seemed to agree with everything he said.
It wasnât so much that Greg had high emotional intelligence as it was his natural leadership qualities; whatever he said or did, he always seemed convincing.
No wonder he had both Abbott sisters completely smitten.
Taylor subconsciously glanced at Lois, then at her sister, and saw that their eyes, as if fixed on Greg, didnât waver.
In their look was not only profound joy but also an enduring admiration.
Seeing this, Taylor couldnât help but curl her lip. Itâs just a man, right? Is he worth this much fuss?
But then again, his physique did seem to be pretty good.
Taylor couldnât help but recall that morning when they had opened up to each other.
She even fantasized what she would have done if Greg had actually made a move on her that night.
Kill him?
Orâ¦
Taylor suddenly snapped back to reality.
Because she realized that the ultimate conclusion was actually to marry him! n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
How could this be possible?
Would I actually marry this lecherous old man?
But away from Greg, Taylor Ware felt the meat in her hand wasnât delicious anymore, the wine in the flask wasnât sweet, and life itself seemed to lose its meaning.
Taylorâs body trembled, and she looked toward Greg, befuddled, muttering,
â Why would I even think that?â
âTaylor, whatâs wrong?â
Lois Abbott turned back in confusion, smiling, âWhat are you thinking about now?â
Taylor answered awkwardly, âUh, nothing, I just thought⦠thought that lamb dipped in wine would taste good.â
Loisâs sisterâs eyes lit up, and she exclaimed with surprise, âReally? Let me try!â
Saying so, she dunked the grilled meat from the plate into her cup, took a bite, and then her little face instantly scrunched up.
âPtui, ptui, ptui, liar, itâs not tasty at all.â
âPfftâ¦â
Both Lois and Taylor burst into laughter.
As the bonfire died out and the evening banquet ended, Greg made plans with everyone to hang out in Jamae City next time, and then he took the sisters back to their room.
After resting for a night, they drove back to Riverhaven County.
The foundation for the vegetable greenhouse had been laid, and as soon as the concrete dried, they could build the canopy. The materials for the greenhouse in the herb field were also ready.
Greg planned to go back to the village to check things out and take the opportunity to adjust the Formation at night when no one was around.
In addition, he now had some spare cash on hand, and he needed to hurry up and produce a batch of Qi Refinement pills.
After the recent Dual Cultivation, he was on the brink of reaching the fourth level of Qi Refinement. To break through, he absolutely needed the Qi Refinement pills.
But before that, he had to buy a car first.
Lindsey Wolfe knew heâd gotten smarter but didnât know about his relationship with Lois. It wouldnât do for him to openly drive the Jeep back to the village.
Now, every time he returned to the village, Lois would drop him off, and when coming back from there, he had to ride on the little motorbike, which was very inconvenient.
So he planned to buy a car for himself, it didnât need to be too fancy, just something to get around.
Lois Abbott started complaining about being tired as soon as she got in the car, but when she heard Greg Jensen was planning to buy a car, her energy perked up immediately.
After browsing the car dealership strip for a while, Greg Jensen finally chose an H6, and the whole thing cost him over a hundred thousand.
He paid an extra thousand yuan, and got the license plates done that same afternoon.
âKeep an eye on the fruit and vegetable supermarket, Iâll have to stay in the village for a few more days,â he said.
âMm, I know, donât worry about it,â she replied.
The fruit and vegetable supermarket had a dedicated manager, and Lois Abbott oversaw it, so there actually wasnât much to worry about.
Greg Jensen got into the car ready to leave, but Lois Abbott clung to him, looking upset, âBrother, when are you coming back this time?â
Seeing this, Lois Abbottâs face immediately darkened, âLet go, your brother- in-law isnât leaving forever.
Besides, weâre so close. Itâs just over a half-hour drive; when canât you see him?â
Lois Abbott looked innocently at her sister and said, âNo, I want to go with Brother.â
Hearing this, Greg Jensen couldnât help but his face filled with dismay. He dared not bring Lois Abbott back to the village, or else who knows what trouble she could stir up.
âBe good, and when I come back, Iâll take you out for something nice to eat.â
âReally?â
âOf course, itâs true.â
âThen okay,â she said.
At his words, Lois Abbott immediately let go, the look of distress on her face vanishing, her ability to switch expressions so fast was astonishing.
Greg Jensen sighed helplessly, nodded to Lois Abbott, and drove the newly- bought H6 back to Peach Blossom Village.
He chose the top-of-the-line model, and since the car had been thoroughly cleaned inside, it didnât have that new car smell, just a faint scent of leather.
Though the price of the H6 was far less than that of a Jeep Wrangler, the feeling of driving your own car compared to someone elseâs was completely different.
Even for a strong man like Greg Jensen, there was a bit of excitement in his heart.
âNow Iâve got a car too, next up is to buy a house, then Iâll be all set,â he thought.
Filled with excitement, Greg Jensen sped along the road back to Peach Blossom Village.
As he drove the new car into the village, passing villagers all turned their heads, nearly a hundred percent of them gawking.
âHey, isnât that Greg Jensen? Did you buy this car?â
âYeah, itâs just inconvenient going back and forth to the county seat, so I bought one.â
Greg Jensen stopped the car and chatted with the locals for a moment, then drove off.
âThis car of Greg Jensenâs⦠it wasnât bought for him by Lindsey Wolfe, was it?â
âWhat do you think? He just got over an illness a few days ago, where would he get the spare cash to buy a car?â
Someone said with envy, âThe fool has the luck to live off a woman, the world has gone mad.â
Another person couldnât resist mocking, âYou wish you could live off someone, but you donât have what he has.â
The person who had spoken earlier asked blankly, âWhat does he have?â
âBeing handsome, of course!â
âPah, you think being handsome can feed you?â
The disgruntled person spat out.
Someone else said with a sneer, âSorry, but it actually can feed you. If you donât believe me, go ask Lindsey Wolfe. If Greg Jensen agreed to marry her, ask her if sheâd be willing to support him?â
âWhat the hellâ¦â
The rumors quickly spread around the village.
As for Greg Jensen and Lindsey Wolfe, the two people in question didnât think much of it, but Boss Liu was not having it.
âDamn it, if Mr. Jensen is living off a woman, then what does that make me? A dog living off a woman? Throw those people out. If anyone dares to speak ill of Mr. Jensen again, give them a thrashing first before anything else,â he said.
âAlright, Boss,â they replied.