At this time, An Zimo seemed to be giving instructions to the two bodyguards. The two bodyguards immediately took the order and boarded a yacht and drove away. Xiang Haiqing became anxious when she saw the situation.
He quickened his pace and followed An Zimo.
"Hey, you just let them drive away your boat. Why did you drive back the yacht I drove here? Did you get my consent?"
An Zimo turned around and raised his lips slightly, "Why do I need your consent?"
What he said was reasonable, but to Xiang Haiqing's ears it was too much.
She angrily put the bucket on the ground, and a lot of water in the bucket splashed out due to her excessive strength. The two fish inside were frightened by the sudden vibration and flopped around in the bucket a few times.
Hai Qing said confidently, "Pang An, you don't seem to have figured it out yet. Now the island in the middle of the lake is my property under Xiang Haiqing's name, and this place no longer belongs to your family."
She was glad in her heart that this place had been bought by her little daddy and given to her. Otherwise, the yacht she drove just now was taken away by her most hated enemy, and she would not have a reason to question him.
A hint of teasing flashed across An Zimo's gorgeous face, and then he said something that made Hai Qing angry enough to kill him.
"Oh? I seem to have forgotten to tell you that although your father has bought this place, a series of contract documents will need to be reviewed and changed for a month, so now this place is still one of Anjia's properties."
Hai Qing, who was still arrogant at first, suddenly lost some of her arrogance. She didn't expect that it would take so long to transfer an island?
She glanced at An Zimo who was calm and calm with a very disbelieving look. "Even if this place still belongs to your family, you can't let them drive my yacht here without telling me and just keep silent."
Can we drive back? How will I get back later?"
Looking at her pursed mouth, An Zimo's eyes flashed with a smile, and he lowered his head to look at the fish in the bucket.
"You have to find a way to process these fish within half an hour, then grill them and put them in front of me to feed me. As long as you do this, I will find a way to let you go back."
He knew Xiang Haiqing's character very well. What she said was absolutely untrustworthy, so she would definitely go back on her word immediately after landing.
So before this damn girl went back on her word, he forced her to listen to him and serve him honestly.
Xiang Haiqing understood what he meant at once, "So you asked them to take my yacht away because you were threatening me here! Fatty An, you really went too far."
An Zimo was not in the mood to argue with her, so he stretched out his hand and threw something to her. Xiang Haiqing caught it in his hand reflexively, and when he reached out, he saw that it was a lighter.
Looking up at An Zimo, the young master spoke very impatiently.
"Go to the mountain and pick up some dry firewood." His clothes were all soaked, which was a challenge that required endurance for him who always had a mysophobia.
Xiang Haiqing wanted to immediately throw the thing in her hand at his overly beautiful face. She was not a servant in his family. Look at his air of dignity. It was obvious that he was trying to tease her!
But she finally held the lighter in her hand with patience, because she couldn't go back now if she didn't please this guy.
After all, everyone here has to do his bidding, and the wet clothes on her body are uncomfortable now. Although the surroundings are warm, it is uncomfortable to be stared at by that little pervert while she is so wet.
After thinking about it, Hai Qing reluctantly turned around and walked towards the foot of the mountain not far away. An Zimo looked at her narrow back with a bright smile!
Playing tricks on this girl seems to be an indispensable pleasure in his life!
About ten minutes passed, and Xiang Haiqing walked over slowly with a bundle of dry firewood in her hand. She cleverly pulled out a few vines so that she could bundle the collected dry firewood well.
Get up so that the dust from above is less likely to get on your body.
When she walked back, she saw An Zimo sitting on a large flat rock by the lake, basking in the sun.
The surrounding sunlight shines directly down, golden light hits his body, and the colorless glow reflected by the blue waves reflected in the water caters to the golden light and hits his side.
The tall and straight nose bridge has a perfect arc, the slightly narrowed eyes and the long curly eyelashes. Such a face always makes people feel temporarily absent-minded after seeing it.
Even though Xiang Haiqing hated An Zimo's usual arrogance and arrogance, she had to admit that when this guy could calm down, he really looked like a perfect work of God.
Hai Qing suddenly remembered An Weifeng's appearance. He and An Zimo didn't seem to look much alike, but people could tell at a glance that they had a deep blood relationship.
I think they all have a pair of long and narrow eyes. Such eyes are very charming and memorable, but in terms of looks, An Weifeng wants a more domineering man, but An Zimo's looks are more handsome and refined.
, presumably his foreign mother must have been very beautiful, and his genes probably followed his mother's.
Xiang Haiqing stood aside, lost in thought, but An Zimo, who was half lying on the stone, had already seen her out of the corner of his eye.
"Have you seen enough?"
He turned around abruptly and looked directly at Hai Qing's thoughtful face. Their eyes met and Hai Qing coughed guiltily.
"Ahem, the weather is particularly good today. The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It's a good weather for an outing."
Seeing her deliberately changing the topic, although An Zimo still had that indifferent and proud look on his face, there were layers of ripples in his heart.
This damn girl is staring at him like this. Doesn't she know that this will make the other person think she has something on her mind?
Or does she really have something to think about herself?
Thinking of that possibility, An Zimo felt uncomfortable all over, but his heart felt warm!
"Don't waste time, you only have nineteen minutes left."
Hearing his reminder, Xiang Haiqing made a face at him, but now he had to do it, so he could only sigh and walk to the river to start handling the fish in his hands.
Fortunately, she had planned to have a fishing picnic here when she came, so she still brought basic tableware, cutlery and forks, just one portion.
He handled the fish skillfully, picked up two relatively smooth and strong wooden sticks, sharpened the heads of the sticks with a knife, and then inserted the fish through the mouth.
After the two fish were cooked, I washed my hands that were full of fishy smell, then took out the seasoning I brought and sprinkled it on the fish.
Apply a layer of vegetable oil, sprinkle with pepper and salt, and then bake it in front of the prepared fire.
Seeing her movements in one go, An Zimo had to admit that this dead girl's ability to survive in the wild was very impressive.
This seems to be natural, because with Nangong Yue's love for her, it is impossible for her to have any substantial experience outside.