On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

By the time Chen Qian finished washing up in the bathroom, changed his clothes and went downstairs, everyone had almost gotten up.

Wu Zhefan and Sun Cheng had not finished their breakfast yet and were sitting opposite each other at the dining table, chatting about something.

Yu Wangxi and Lin Xixi were also restless while playing games. They lay on the sofa in the living room, each holding a controller, and a bunch of interjections came out of their mouths anxiously from time to time.

Chen Qian passed the place where there was loud noise in the living room, walked slowly to the dining room, pulled up a chair and sat down.

In front of me was the Lao Sun brand omelet that I had just encountered, which was meticulously crafted by the so-called 50-star Michelin chef.

"How is it? Today's service is thoughtful, right?" Seeing Chen Qian finally appear in the restaurant, Sun Cheng said with a chuckle. His eyes first slid across the living room, and then fell on Chen Qian.

Chen Qian recalled the scene when he just woke up, shook his head helplessly, and showed an indescribable expression on his face: "The service is very good, I won't need it next time."

After saying that, he looked around and saw no other figures, so he asked, "Where are my brother and Brother Yu?"

"I don't know. They went out after breakfast and haven't come back yet." Wu Zhefan said as he looked at the door. The conspicuous white car that was originally parked in the yard was no longer there.

After a while, Wu Zhefan's phone suddenly rang. After saying sorry softly, he got up and went to a quiet place to answer the phone.

For a moment, only Chen Qian and Sun Cheng were left at the table looking at each other.

The two of them started chatting about all sorts of things, and somehow the conversation ended up on this villa.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank Brother Chen Tian." Sun Cheng said with a faint smile.

"My brother?" Chen Qian asked him curiously, "Why should I thank my brother?"

"Don't you know? Brother Chen Tian asked Brother Xiao Wu to give me paid leave." Sun Cheng took a sip of coffee, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "So that he could bring us here to accompany you."

"What a huge sacrifice..." Chen Qian muttered softly, the corners of his mouth rising uncontrollably as he continued to talk to Sun Cheng, "He didn't tell me anything and just pulled me out of nowhere. I thought he was finally sending me to Africa."

"Lin Xixi said the same thing. She thought I was going on a business trip today, but when we were about to leave, we were told we were on vacation. She almost came in formal attire." Sun Cheng glanced at the person who was still fighting monsters on the sofa and smiled even more brightly.

The morning passed quickly, and after lunch, the bored crowd somehow reached a consensus and went back to their rooms to take a nap.

When Chen Qian came out after his nap, the living room was still quiet.

He thought he was the first one to get up, but when he went downstairs he found that Wu Zhefan was already in the living room, arranging flowers.

Chen Qian had heard before that Wu Zhefan had studied flower arrangement as a hobby for a while, but he had never seen Wu Zhefan do it.

Suddenly seeing him doing this activity at this moment was surprisingly not at all abrupt. Instead, it complemented the scholarly air that Wu Zhefan himself possessed.

"Brother Zhefan, haven't my brother and the others come back yet?" Chen Qian walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the blue and white porcelain vase in front of Wu Zhefan.

Many branches of flowers have been inserted into the vase, and they have been arranged in an orderly manner by Wu Zhefan. The small number that have not been used are scattered on the coffee table, and are being reduced one by one with Wu Zhefan's movements.

"Not yet. I should be back in the evening. Did you just wake up from your nap?"

"Yes, I just woke up." Chen Qian nodded and continued to tilt his head to stare at Wu Zhefan's movements.

A few minutes later, Sun Cheng came out of the room holding Yu Wangxi's hand.

Yu Wangxi looked like he had just woken up and was still sleepy.

He stumbled as he walked, leaning on Sun Cheng's arm, looking as if he couldn't wait to lie down and sleep for a while.

"Hey, Brother Wu, your flowers are beautiful." Sun Cheng put Yu Wangxi on the sofa and praised the increasingly plump flower arrangement sincerely.

"Yeah, it's pretty, isn't it?" Wu Zhefan put in the last one with a smile and moved the vase to the center of the coffee table.

"But, where did you buy these flowers?"

"Ah? I didn't buy them." Wu Zhefan raised his head from the bouquet and pointed to the garden as if it was a matter of course. "How can these be from a flower shop? Of course they were picked from the garden."

Chen Qian: "Garden?"

Sun Cheng: "Garden."

Yu Wangxi: "Garden!"

Yu Wangxi sat up in shock from his dying illness, and his sleepiness flew away.

He hurriedly asked Sun Cheng to hand him the phone, turned on the camera and pointed it at Wu Zhefan's face and the vase in Wu Zhefan's hand.

"Brother, tell me again, where did you get this flower?"

"Garden...?" Wu Zhefan hesitated, straightening the vase to make it look better in the photo, and said cheerfully, "Your brother takes great care of these flowers. They look very fresh."

Yu Wangxi turned the camera back on himself and spoke loudly and clearly, "The witnesses and the evidence are all here. Whether the flowers in the garden wither or bloom, it has nothing to do with me, Yu Wangxi."

"It has nothing to do with me!" Chen Qian quickly walked into the viewfinder with a firm face, "I am innocent. It was like this when I came here."

Then, the video ends.

Yu Wangxi quickly sent the video to Yu Wangze, trying to cut ties with Wu Zhefan, the flower thief, as soon as possible.

Only after completing this process did Yu Wangxi relax.

He looked up at the colorful vase that Wu Zhefan had taken care of so subtly and naturally, and finally couldn't help but praise him, "Brother, I have to say, you have really skillful hands."

Less than half an hour after the video was sent out, the white Maserati that had left early parked back in the yard.

What followed was Yu Wangze's long and lingering wail that echoed throughout the valley.

"Wu Zhefan! You'll have to pay for my flowers! I'm going to sue you until you're bankrupt!"

There was also a faint sense of comfort from Chen Tian.

"Haha... cough... we're all brothers, don't take it too seriously."

"Fuck you, Chen Tian! You're the one who started it all! Who's your buddy? You—&k…"

"This place is really..." Yu Wangxi smiled awkwardly while hiding in the closet, "It's full of birdsong and flowers, right?"

"Can your sister-in-law get here before Brother Yu starts killing people?" Chen Qian asked him in a low voice.

"No. Cheng, remember to protect me from our brother."

"That's not good. Whether I can get through the door or not depends on my brother's mood..."

"Damn, my expression is more important than his, right?"

"Flirt and get out."