The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 510 The Big Winner (Part Six) The Long Night
The generator outside the tent was making a rumbling noise, but fortunately it wasn't time to sleep yet, so the people inside didn't mind.

Instead, thanks to the generator's power supply, the three of them huddled together, eating dinner while watching a live stream online.

Just as Dali had just answered, Zeng Xiaoxian chose to use egg whites to remove dead skin from his skin.

Zhuge Dali cheered and jumped for joy. After turning around and hugging her mother a couple of times, she continued watching the show.

Behind her, Zhuge Dasheng seemed somewhat unsettled.

When Wen Sheng mentioned the egg white face mask earlier, he leaned close to her ear, and the warm, itchy breath made her skin tighten instantly.

Fortunately, the other person quickly stepped back, and only after Dali turned around and finished speaking did the other person look at her with a smile.

"That egg white face mask works quite well. The ingredients include honey, flour, lemon juice, peanut butter, egg white, etc., making it rich and nutritious."

"Uncle, this face mask sounds like it's edible."

The Great Sage didn't say anything, but Dali spoke up.

“It’s definitely edible,” Wen Sheng said with a smile. “It can be used both externally and internally. I’ll make some later, Sister Sheng, would you like to try it?”

Zhuge Dasheng's lips moved slightly, and just as she was about to say something, Wen Sheng suddenly leaned close to her ear and said in a very low voice, "Don't worry, this wasn't taught by my ex-wife."

"..."

Attorney Zhuge's breath hitched, and he forgot to turn his head away from the other party.

Within that distance of less than five centimeters, an ambiguous and intimate atmosphere instantly filled the air.

She's not stupid. In the year they've known each other, their relationship has long since transcended the simple collaboration or friendship.

Initially, the two only crossed paths because of Dali. After getting to know each other, they also crossed paths at work. This familiarity began to change when the other stepped into her home.

Although society is more open now, it's easy for something to happen if a single mother lets a man of similar age come to her home multiple times, even if there's nothing between them.

She even asked him to pick up Dali from school for her. She knew all too well what this role as a father to his daughter meant to her.

Afterwards, when the two were alone together, although they didn't explicitly confess their feelings, they tacitly allowed the ambiguity to grow unchecked.

Or rather, it wasn't tacit understanding, but rather her indulgence.

Years of raising her child alone led her to indulge a man who wasn't averse to her approaching her, both physically and mentally.

However, she still has reservations about whether this relationship should take things further...

"The food is a bit bland. I brought some cocktail equipment. Would you like some, Sister Sheng?"

At this moment, Wen Sheng's words brought Zhuge Dasheng back to his senses, and he turned his head to see the smile on the man's face.

Perhaps because Wen Sheng had distanced himself a bit when he said this, her tense state eased.

"Isn't drinking a bit...?"

"I want to drink!"

Before Attorney Zhuge could finish speaking, his eldest daughter leaned back and raised her hand in agreement.

"..."

For some reason, she has recently felt that Dali, who used to be very sensible, needs some physical discipline from her.

Just as Zhuge Dasheng was getting ready, Wen Sheng said with a smile, "You definitely can't drink alcohol, but I can make you a non-alcoholic one, just drink it like a beverage."

"it is good."

So the two of them finalized the deal in just a few words. Wen Sheng got up and went to the next tent to get his things, completely ignoring whether Zhuge Dasheng's attitude just now was a rejection.

"Mom, would you like some?"

Zhuge Dali asked with a smile, only then realizing that her dear mother's expression was not very good.

……

"Great! Teacher Zeng answered another question correctly."

"Last time, Teacher Zeng suffered a lot when she had that wisdom tooth extracted."

Apartment 3601.

When Zeng Xiaoxian on TV answered the question about the date of World Tooth Day correctly, everyone cheered again.

"In this way, Teacher Zeng's bonus has reached 100,000 yuan!"

Just as everyone was happy for Zeng Xiaoxian, Zhang Wei's expression suddenly changed.

"Zhang Wei, what's wrong?" Qin Yumo asked, noticing something was amiss. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Huh? No."

Zhang Wei chuckled dryly and said, "I'm just worried that if Teacher Zeng continues, the questions will get harder and harder, and one wrong move could ruin everything."

Well... not only did Teacher Zeng's efforts go to waste, but his efforts also went to waste.

He hadn't forgotten that he had made a bet with Wen Sheng!

Although this thought is somewhat cynical, it might actually be for Teacher Zeng's own good. It's wise to know when to stop when you've won enough, otherwise all your efforts will be for nothing if you answer incorrectly later.

If Teacher Zeng stops halfway through, then he will win the bet with Wen Sheng, and he won't have to work as Wen Sheng's housekeeper for the next few months.

Conversely, Wensheng won't have to worry about cleaning for the next year.

Upon hearing Zhang Wei's words, the others, who were immersed in joy, also realized what was happening, and their expressions showed varying degrees of confusion.

"Do you think Teacher Zeng will continue answering questions?" Tang Youyou asked during the commercial break on TV.

Lu Ziqiao thought for a moment and said, "I think Teacher Zeng will continue. Didn't you see it? There was a murderous glint in Teacher Zeng's eyes tonight. How could he not press his advantage?"

"Killing intent?" Guan Gu Shenqi was taken aback. "This isn't a martial arts competition, where's the killing intent?"

"Duh, I meant that Teacher Zeng was in great form tonight, full of fighting spirit."

"But the questions that followed were clearly getting harder and harder. If Teacher Zeng answered one question wrong, all his efforts would be wasted," Zhang Wei said.

"I think Teacher Zeng will continue," Qin Yumo offered her opinion. "After all, Yifei is watching him!"

……

During the live broadcast of "Who Can Become a Millionaire," Zeng Xiaoxian, after going to the restroom and washing his face, looked at the still empty chair and his mood gradually became heavy.

Hu Yifei still didn't come over.

He could have called and asked, but after staring at his phone for a few seconds, he gave up on the idea.

I've already given her the ticket; whether she comes or not is up to her.

I do hope she can be there for this potentially pivotal moment in my life, but hope is hope, not a plea.

Last night I lowered my stance and took ninety-nine steps towards her. If she's unwilling to take this last step, then why should I remain so stubborn?

Or... she might really be a little late?

"A prize of 100,000 yuan is no small amount. Zeng Xiaoxian, will you choose to continue answering questions, or end the competition and take the prize money?"

The host, sporting a tuft of red hair, asked with an irritating expression.

Zeng Xiaoxian turned his head and glanced at the empty chair again, then took a deep breath and said, "I'll continue."

"Alas!"

As soon as Zeng Xiaoxian uttered those three words, the audience at the scene and those watching on television all cheered.

Sitting in the audience, Laura smiled and clapped. In her eyes, Zeng Xiaoxian had a different kind of charm today.

"Sigh!" Laura sighed softly, as memories of her university days, so distant that she could hardly remember them, suddenly surfaced in her mind.

Zeng Xiaoxian back then was just as dazzling as he is now.

"Xiaoxian, oh Xiaoxian, I'm starting to feel reluctant to part with you, what should I do?"

……

Meanwhile, at the entrance to the outer field.

Hu Yifei skipped her unfinished lecture at school and rushed over, only to realize she had forgotten her pass when she was stopped at the gate by security.

"Miss, this is a television station. We need to be strictly protected during live broadcasts. We cannot afford to fail in our counter-terrorism efforts."

"..."

Hearing what the security guard said, Hu Yifei raised an eyebrow and said angrily, "If I were a terrorist, I would have slapped you already. Do you have to tell me my pass number is 36D before you'll let me in?"

However, the security guards remained unmoved in the face of Hu Yifei's outburst.

"Miss, I understand how you feel. There's a TV in the restroom up ahead; you can watch it there."

……

Among those watching the show tonight, it's not just the few people in the apartment who are looking forward to Zeng Xiaoxian's performance.

There were also other people watching the show.

At Nolan's home in JA district.

Ms. Nuo, wearing a Wensheng shirt, was leisurely lying on the sofa, and interestingly, she had an egg white face mask on.

She was also taken aback when she saw the question about egg whites, even though she knew the answer to it.

Then I remembered that there was a bowl of egg white face mask in the refrigerator.

However, she hesitated after serving it, wondering whether to apply it externally or take it internally.
This is all thanks to Wensheng. Originally, she only used it as a face mask, but after seeing him eat it like a dessert, she also started to get hooked.

Moreover, she knew very well that these face masks and other skincare products were not even a tenth as effective as her husband.

'Luckily, Yu Mo didn't find out that she ate the face mask she was taught to make, otherwise she would definitely laugh at her.'

With that thought in mind, Nuolan tasted the mask a few times and then applied it to her face.

Seeing Zeng Xiaoxian choose to continue answering questions on the TV program, a hint of surprise flashed in Nuolan's eyes.

Why does Zeng Xiaoxian seem different today compared to his usual listless demeanor in the live stream?
It's a pity Wensheng is away on a business trip today, otherwise I would have liked to go to his apartment and watch it with him.

I wonder if he's watching the show now?
……

Love Apartment 3904.

After taking a shower and changing into a light yellow nightgown, Xinling took advantage of the commercial break on the show to fill a basin with hot water and place it in front of the sofa.

She had been bedridden for a year, and although she had a caregiver, she was still somewhat weak. She would soak her feet in hot water at home regularly.

Seeing that Zeng Xiaoxian chose to continue after the commercials ended on TV, Xinling didn't find it strange, since she wasn't very familiar with Zeng Xiaoxian.

I watched this show tonight because Lu Ziqiao mentioned it to her this afternoon.

She learned from Lu Ziqiao that Wen Sheng, whom she truly cared about, was away on a business trip.

However, she felt a little strange after hearing the news, because she hadn't heard that Wen Sheng was going on a business trip at the company!
But then I thought, the other party is the boss, and there's no need to announce business trips every time at the company.

But for some reason, she felt something was off.

Brother Wensheng, is it really a business trip?
……

In a hotel in Erdaobaihe Town at the foot of Changbai Mountain in Northeast China.

Jian Ning, leaning against the headboard, watched the live broadcast of "Who Can Become a Millionaire" on her laptop.

When she saw that Zeng Xiaoxian had chosen the right question for World Tooth Day, she couldn't help but smile, picked up a grape from the plate on her bedside table, and ate it.

"Zhang Wei's friend is pretty impressive!"

Jian Ning smiled and murmured to herself.

She heard about this from Zhang Wei during a long phone conversation yesterday. Since she was quite bored here, she thought she might as well watch the show that Zhang Wei's host friend was participating in tonight.

During the commercial break, she picked up her phone and checked it; she had forgotten to read the message that had just arrived.

"We still have to wait!"

Seeing the message from her junior brother to continue waiting, Jian Ning sighed, her eyes filled with helplessness.

When she received the email in Shanghai, she thought it had already started here, but after arriving and having several meetings with her teacher, she realized that it wouldn't start anytime soon.

When she first arrived, they all stayed at this hotel, but a few days ago, the teacher took her junior to the village near the foot of the mountain to inquire about the situation.

This archaeological project was not entirely an official undertaking; it was primarily led by the teachers.

It is said that the teacher had wanted to conduct archaeological work in Changbai Mountain for a long time, but because the timing was not right, some questions remained unanswered and the project was delayed.

She really wanted to come to Changbai Mountain for archaeological work, but archaeology is not something to be done blindly. Even though the area has great archaeological value from both a historical and cultural perspective, it's not appropriate to come directly without more concrete information.

She was very excited when she received the teacher's invitation this time.

But for now... we have to keep waiting.

Jian Ning shook her head and replied to her junior brother that she knew, but soon another message came back from the other end. Upon seeing this message, Jian Ning's expression turned strange.

"The teacher plans to invite a few of his friends who used to be tomb raiders over? Is he crazy?"

Archaeologists and tomb raiders are practically sworn enemies. Countless times, they've found a historical site full of anticipation, just as they're about to unveil a mystery of history, only to be met with a tomb raider's hole that instantly chills their hearts.

Now, hearing that her teacher wanted to collaborate with tomb raiders, even former tomb raiders, Jian Ning became somewhat angry.

Perhaps knowing her senior's temper, before Jian Ning could call to question her, the other party sent a long explanation.

After Jian Ning finished reading silently with her head down, her expression only eased slightly.

"The centipedes in the mountains are bigger than those outside? Just because of that, you want tomb raiders to help you?" Jian Ning frowned. "Which historical site doesn't have some strange tales and legends around it? The Eastern Xia Kingdom?"

"A descendant of the Faqiu sect, a tomb raider from Junsha... what kind of strange helper is this?"

……

Sheshan.

"Sister Saint, try this mojito."

While watching the advertisements, Wen Sheng handed a cocktail he had just mixed to Zhuge Dasheng: "I didn't bring enough ingredients, so there aren't many kinds I can make. Luckily, this one isn't too strong, so drink it slowly."

"Uncle, what I feel like you're giving me is milk?"

Dali, who was standing to the side, held the drink that Wen Sheng had just given her, and after tasting it, she asked with some doubt.

"How could it be milk? It also contains coffee and coconut milk. This is called a coconut latte."

Wen Sheng glanced at his good friend: "I didn't add enough coffee flavor, in case you drink too much and can't sleep later."

"Oh."

Dali took another small sip. Although it tasted a little strange, it was still quite good overall.

Attorney Zhuge accepted the cocktail from Wen Sheng and lightly clinked glasses with him.

"Wen Sheng, I have a feeling that your real intentions are not what they seem?"

(End of this chapter)