Chapter 12: The Teasing Leg Under the Table

Thanks to everyone’s efforts, dinner was ready in less than an hour and a half.

The table was filled with a dazzling array of dishes.

Garlic ribs, caramelized sweet potatoes, cola chicken wings, cumin beef… The table was a feast for the eyes and the nose, making everyone’s mouth water just by looking at it.

“Come on, let’s all pour a little drink and have a toast!”

As soon as they sat down, it became Sun Haotian’s show.

His smooth talk had everyone laughing even before they started eating.

He took out his own wine and tried to pour some for everyone.

Most people cooperated, but when he got to Han Xi, she shook her head and refused.

“I don’t drink.”

Han Xi’s words were brief and firm, leaving Sun Haotian at a loss.

Her face was so cold that Sun Haotian joked, “Is President Han not giving us face?”

Han Xi, being a businesswoman and a CEO, often had to drink in business meetings. How could she not drink?

“People who don’t drink have no friends.”

Though Sun Haotian said it jokingly, he still put Han Xi in a difficult position, making everyone look at her.

Han Xi remained unmoved, raising her hand to stop Sun Haotian from pouring wine.

“I don’t drink.”

She offered no further explanation, only those cold three words, not bothering to make an excuse.

Sun Haotian, not understanding her refusal, began to feel displeased.

Her face grew colder, exuding an aura that kept others at a distance, making even Chu Xinran, who sat next to her, feel a chill.

Chu Xinran frowned slightly, uncomfortable with Sun Haotian’s insistence.

“Han Xi can drink juice.”

Chu Xinran spoke up to ease the tension.

Dong Donghui also chimed in to cover for her, “If she doesn’t drink, don’t force her, brother. Come on, drink with me.”

Seeing a way out, Sun Haotian didn’t stand there awkwardly any longer, instead cheerfully pouring wine for the next person.

“Alright, respect the ladies, I won’t force it!”

The incident was quickly smoothed over.

Only Fang Zhou knew why Han Xi didn’t drink.

She was a lightweight, and a little alcohol could make her lose control, even causing her to go on a drunken rampage.

Han Xi certainly wouldn’t display such a side in front of strangers.

With someone giving her an out, Fang Zhou didn’t need to step in as the good guy.

Han Xi probably held a grudge against him anyway, so he avoided drawing attention to himself.

“Cheers!”

Everyone clinked glasses, celebrating the successful first day of the show.

Dinner time was also a great opportunity to build camaraderie. Some would serve food to their favored guests, while others paid special attention to their companions.

Fang Zhou, however, just wanted to eat and rest.

Today was their first day on the island, and the production team, understanding their exhaustion, had no group activities planned for the evening, letting them arrange their own.

Just as he picked up a bite of lettuce, he felt something under the table, teasing his leg.

Fang Zhou frowned slightly, thinking someone nearby accidentally bumped him while crossing their legs.

He didn’t pay it much mind and continued eating.

Next to him sat Tang Wan, a lawyer with a serious look when not smiling, but somewhat cute when she did.

Tang Wan nudged Fang Zhou’s arm, her eyes glancing at the garlic ribs on his right.

“Fang Zhou, I want to eat that, but I can’t reach it.”

She meant for him to help serve her some.

Fang Zhou responded with an “Oh,” and surprisingly picked up the whole dish, placing it in front of her.

“Eat.”

This action drew the attention of everyone around, each with their own thoughts.

Some gripped their chopsticks tighter, their jealousy evident.

It hadn’t been long, yet he was already treating the new female guest so well, even risking others’ disapproval to serve her a dish?

Qiao Sisi smiled, asking Tang Wan, “Do you like garlic ribs? I made that with Qin Yun.”

Tang Wan only intended to try a piece, but now had to smile and agree.

“I like making it at home too.”

She glanced at Fang Zhou, thinking, What would it hurt to just serve me a piece?

Fang Zhou grinned, asking, “Is it good?”

Tang Wan tasted a piece, finding it quite good, and nodded, “Yes, it is. Do you want to try some?”

She picked up a rib to place in Fang Zhou’s bowl.

Fang Zhou, noticing the intimacy of the gesture, was about to refuse when something slid between his legs, leaving him speechless.

A smooth, soft object teased his calf, like a vine climbing a tree, inching its way up.

Fang Zhou’s movements paused, swallowing his refusal, and watched the rib land in his bowl.

The teasing object continued its playful movements on his leg, like fingers playing a piano, making his heart itch.

Fang Zhou felt that the object was not just teasing his leg, but his heart.

Tang Wan tilted her head, asking, “Aren’t you going to try it?”

Fang Zhou looked at the rib in his bowl, raising his hand to pick it up, but the object under the table became more daring, slipping inside his pant leg, touching his skin!

“Mm!”

Fang Zhou quickly put the rib in his mouth, using the chewing sound to cover his pleasure.

“How is it? I told you it was good, right?”

Tang Wan and Qiao Sisi, both watching expectantly, made Fang Zhou nod despite the tickling sensation.

“It’s really good, great job.”

“Hey, brother, why is your face so red?”

Liu Hao noticed Fang Zhou’s flushed face, his eyes twinkling with realization, “Are you shy because Tang Wan served you?”

Fang Zhou shook his head, explaining, “No, I just get red when I drink.”

Though he explained, the group still chuckled knowingly, thinking it was an excuse.

Tang Wan didn’t expect Fang Zhou to be so bashful, feeling embarrassed herself and quietly eating.

Fang Zhou finally realized what was teasing him.

It must be someone’s leg!