Victory and defeat are common in war.

Barbecue is all about the atmosphere of chatting while grilling.

The meat skewers sizzled on the grill, and the smoky air mixed with the aroma of spices spread across the campsite.

Jiang Yunlu fiddled with the skewers in front of her, flipping them eight hundred times a minute, terrified of accidentally burning them.

"As for the provincial tournament, I didn't win the championship. The opponent was very strong. I checked after the match, and her forearm circumference was a whole size larger than mine."

Saying this, Jiang Yunlu looked down at her own arms. Due to years of practice, the young girl's muscle lines were much firmer than others, but against that champion, she indeed fell short.

Misjudging the opponent's ball trajectory and speed every time had become her fatal flaw. Therefore, the upcoming selection was destined to have nothing to do with her.

Her tone was calm, but Lin Mo could hear the taste of unwillingness mixed with forced acceptance after having tried so hard.

"At least you tried your best. Besides, it's just one loss. Maybe you'll win it back next time."

Lin Mo's voice carried a steadiness that seemed to smooth out the wrinkles in her heart. "Victory and defeat are common in battle. Please start anew, my heroine."

Jiang Yunlu nodded heavily, the fire in her eyes shining a bit brighter. "Of course, I just lost once, it doesn't mean I'll always lose!" She tightened her grip on the iron skewer, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Jiang Chengshan watched his daughter from the side, then looked at the Blondie opposite them, almost bending the iron skewer in his hand.

He remembered that when Yunlu came back that day, she cried terribly. As her father, he had to coax her for a long time before she gradually recovered.

Yet, in front of Lin Mo, this girl acted so breezy and indifferent. What a silly girl. Didn't she know that showing weakness at the right time was a girl's secret weapon to attract boys?

He was amused in his heart, but kept a straight face and didn't make a sound. Hehe.

Lin Mo caught a glimpse of his suppressed smile from the corner of his eye, but didn't say anything, just pretending he didn't see it.

At this moment, the phone in Jiang Chengshan's pocket vibrated. His assistant had replied.

Opening it, Zhou Nianqian's photo was prominently displayed. It was indeed the young man who had hit on them earlier, and his background information was attached as well. The corner of Jiang Chengshan's mouth twitched up imperceptibly.

He thought for a moment, then took out a bottle of white wine from the wooden cabinet next to the campsite. The label was printed in German, and it was obviously quite valuable at first glance.

He waved to Uncle Zhao.

"Lao Zhao, help me send this wine over to Young Master Zhou opposite us." Jiang Chengshan's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable tone.

Uncle Zhao put down his skewers and nimbly took the wine bottle, which felt slightly heavy in his hands.

However, Uncle Zhao didn't ask any questions. Holding the wine bottle, he walked calmly towards the nearby campsite, where several young people were chatting and laughing around a bonfire.

Seeing Uncle Zhao walking towards another campsite, Jiang Yunlu's curiosity was piqued.

"Dad, what is Uncle Zhao going to do?" She put down her skewers and tilted her head.

Jiang Chengshan didn't even bat an eyelid. His gaze remained on Lin Mo and his daughter not far away, and his tone was indifferent: "Just a little social etiquette."

When a junior from another family took the initiative to come over and say hello, it was perfectly normal for him, as an elder, to gift a bottle of wine in return.

Of course, there was a difference between wines.

The one sent to Zhou Nianqian was just a commercial bottle worth a hundred thousand or so. It was the thought that counted.

If it were for himself or a friend he truly valued, it would definitely be a treasure from his private wine cellar.

As for why he didn't go over personally, Jiang Chengshan's mind was as clear as a mirror.

That kid named Zhou Nianqian practically had his intentions written all over his face.

It was nothing more than him taking a fancy to his own tender little cabbage.

When those three approached Yunlu earlier, he saw it crystal clear.

No matter how much of a businessman Jiang Chengshan was, he would never trade his daughter's happiness for any commercial interests, not to mention...

Jiang Chengshan glanced at Lin Mo.

His gaze drifted towards Lin Mo unconsciously.

Lin Mo was focused on taking the sizzling, oily roasted meat off the iron skewers, arranging them piece by piece on a clean plate. They were roasted to a fragrant crisp, the heat controlled perfectly.

He didn't say much, simply handing the full plate to Jiang Yunlu.

"This portion is done. Give me yours; it won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Thank you!" Jiang Yunlu's eyes sparkled as if hiding stars, and she happily took the plate.

On the plate were three thick slices of marbled beef, brushed with a secret sauce on the surface. Catalyzed by the charcoal fire, they emitted a soul-stirring aroma.

Seeing his daughter's satisfied and dependent look, Jiang Chengshan sighed silently.

Forget it, let it be for now.

Young people always have to take a few falls. Once she saw through the true colors of this little bastard Lin Mo, she would naturally turn back.

But at the thought of this, the old father's internal anger flared up.

The worst part was... he couldn't even beat this little brat in a fight!

The more he thought about it, the more suffocating it felt.

Before long, Uncle Zhao hurried back, stood beside Jiang Chengshan, and respectfully reported, "President Jiang, Young Master Zhou accepted the wine and asked me to thank you on his behalf."

"Mm," Jiang Chengshan let out a faint syllable from his nose.

Whether he thanked him or not, he didn't care at all.

As long as that kid knew his place and didn't come over to be annoying again, it was fine.

However, things went contrary to his wishes.

Trouble was exactly the kind of thing that, even if you didn't go looking for it, it would take the initiative to knock on your door.

This time, Zhou Nianqian actually came over by himself, carrying a large plate.

On the plate were two deep-sea lobsters, halved and baked. Golden cheese covered the exposed lobster meat. Just looking at it, the portions were substantial and the presentation was excellent.

"President Jiang, I'm really sorry. We didn't prepare anything particularly good on our end either."

Wearing a perfectly measured smile, Zhou Nianqian walked straight toward Jiang Chengshan, keeping his posture very humble.

"Just a small token of our appreciation. I hope you won't mind it."

His actions had a clear goal, presenting an open and honest appearance of 'I am here purely to show respect to you as an elder,' making it impossible to find any fault with him.

The corner of Jiang Chengshan's eye twitched imperceptibly.

This kid's skin was quite thick, though he didn't know if it was as thick as Lin Mo's.

"Then thank you," Jiang Chengshan remained as calm as ever.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhao took the initiative to accept the plate and placed it on the table nearby.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo stood straight up.

"Ah, I just happened to be hungry."

He put on his gloves, decisively scooped out half the lobster meat directly with his hand, and casually handed it to Jiang Yunlu.

"Say ah~~"

Jiang Yunlu naturally opened her cherry-like little mouth and took a bite.

"How is it? How does it taste?" Lin Mo's eyes were smiling.

Jiang Yunlu nodded with a beaming smile, "It's delicious. It tastes the best when you feed it to me."

This state of acting like there was no one else around was too much—let alone for Zhou Nianqian, even Jiang Chengshan could hardly stand it.

Then, right in front of them, Lin Mo stuffed the piece of lobster that Jiang Yunlu had just bitten into his own mouth.