Calculating and Being Calculated (1)
Shan Yatong always felt that the atmosphere between Luo Yanqian and Xiao Qishen was very strange. The two of them were also full of killing intent when they filmed their fight scenes. However, Li Nan was very satisfied, expressing that such hostility was needed between love rivals.
In the middle of the afternoon, he led the production team to have lunch. A group of people sat around the table to eat. Shan Yatong had always felt whether a production team was either good or bad mainly depended on how the chef invited by the production team was. He swallowed a potato expressionlessly. At the same time, he thought that today’s chef seemed to have performed abnormally. This potato was salty enough to be used as salt.
Yang Jun, who was sitting next to him, couldn’t continue eating after taking a bite. He drank his water and watched as Shan Yatong stuffed a piece of that strange-looking meat into his mouth. Doesn’t this guy have a sense of taste?
“What are you looking at?” Shan Yatong took a sip from the cup beside him and looked at Yang Jun with raised eyebrows. His meaning was: If you have something to say, say it quickly and don’t disturb my meal.
“Uh…” Yang Jun’s mouth twitched slightly. “It’s fine. Continue eating.” No wonder this guy was so popular. He was so tolerant.
Xiao Qishen stopped after eating a few chopsticks. In the end, only two people remained at the table, Li Nan and Shan Yatong.
Everyone looked at Li Nan and Shan Yatong, who didn’t have any unusual expressions as they ate the dishes that didn’t taste normal. For a moment, they felt cold sweat on their backs.
“Yatong, don’t you think this dish…” Luo Yanqian really couldn’t bear to tell Shan Yatong to continue eating. He couldn’t help but say, “Why don’t you ask the chef to cook it again?”
Shan Yatong raised his head and swallowed the food in his mouth. “It’s alright. It’s just a little salty, but it’s much better than what I used to eat.”
“You guys just can’t endure hardship.” Li Nan put down his chopsticks and said straightforwardly, “The children who came out of the orphanage didn’t have anything to eat. Back then, they didn’t even have enough to eat. How could they have any taste buds?” As he spoke, Li Nan looked at Shan Yatong with admiration. “You still remember the bitter and sweet things. Not bad, not bad.”
Shan Yatong wasn’t impressed by Li Nan’s praise. He continued to drink a mouthful of water. “Didn’t Chef Wang cook today?”
“It’s made by me.” Liao Ran walked in proudly. “How is it? It’s my first time cooking. Isn’t it delicious?”
Shan Yatong took a sip of water from his cup and stood up. “I heard that it’s not that convenient to buy salt here.”
“Eh?” Liao Ran was at a loss. It was rare for her to be interested in cooking. What does this have to do with salt?
“Ah, Little Luo, go and take out the beef jerky I asked you to bring.” At this moment, Heavenly King Xiao acted like he was a Heavenly King. He turned around and walked upstairs without giving this Miss Liao any face.
“Tch, no wonder I couldn’t catch up to the queen,” Liao Ran snorted
Luo Yanqian looked at the food box on his desk that didn’t look exactly like it was. Thinking of Director Li’s words, was that how Yatong used to live? To him, this kind of food wasn’t something he could swallow. How much pain did he have to endure to make people look expressionless when facing such a thing?
He subconsciously gripped the chopsticks in his hand and placed a potato into his mouth. The salty and bitter taste stimulated his taste buds. He couldn’t help but spit it out and took a quick sip from the cup Xia Xichuan had given him.
The stairs of the wooden building would make a soft sound when he stepped on them. Xiao Qishen listened to the sound of his feet, but the uncomfortable taste in his mouth was still unbearable. He recalled his childhood experience and the expressionless face of Shan Yatong who ate those unpalatable things. He smiled bitterly. In front of Shan Yatong, the misfortune of the so-called noble children would appear ridiculous.
Up the stairs was the balcony. Xiao Qishen saw a young man with black hair wearing a white robe. He was leaning on the balcony, giving Xiao Qishen the illusion that he had crossed a thousand years. The young man in front of him was a figure who had walked out of an ink-wash painting. With a single glance, everything else had lost its color.
When Shan Yatong heard the voice in the hallway, he saw Xiao Qishen standing in the corridor and smiling at him. He raised his eyebrows. “Can’t eat?”
Xiao Qishen coughed dryly and walked to Shan Yatong’s side. “Who knew it was Liao Ran? I have beef jerky in my room. Let’s eat it together.”
Shan Yatong was surprised. “You even brought those?” Thinking of Xiao Qishen’s current status in the entertainment industry and the Xiao family’s wealth, he sighed. “This afternoon, we’ll be filming an action scene. Can you eat beef jerky?”
“I would starve if I eat the beef jerky in the afternoon. If I eat Liao Ran’s cooking, it will take half of my life.” Xiao Qishen grabbed Shan Yatong’s hand and pulled him into his room. “Let’s go, let’s go. We’re going back tomorrow anyway. The beef jerky is just there.”
Compared to the simplicity of Shan Yatong’s room, Xiao Qishen had a lot more things in his room. There was still a reason for bringing two assistants. Shan Yatong glanced at the delicate and pretty young man who came in with the thermos pot. This person seemed to be called Luo.
Seeing the young man pour two glasses of water and take out two bags of beef jerky, Shan Yatong said, “I heard that you came out of the orphanage as well?”
The young man seemed to know that Shan Yatong was asking about him. He tilted his head and smiled shyly at him. “Yes, but now that I’m Mr. Xiao’s assistant, my life will gradually improve.”
Xiao Qishen took out a piece of beef jerky and said with a smile, “Yatong, his name is Luo Yi. He was hired a few days ago as an assistant. Just call him Little Luo.”