Chapter 337 Bonfire Under the Stars


    Not knowing whether she should cry orugh, Le watched the kid crouch behind the boulder and call


    his mother in secret. He was clever. It turned out that they had kept in touch with each other without


    telling Reggie. Mind-blowing.


    As Oscar silently hung up the phone, he turned off the phone and put it back in the pocket. He turned


    around and suddenly saw Le. All of sudden, he opened his mouth. “Le, you eavesdrop on Oscar


    talking!”


    “I don’t do it on purpose!” Leughed a little and walked to him. She squatted down to gaze on him


    directly. “I’m wrong, but I’m not doing it on purpose!”


    Oscar thought a little and nodded like a gentleman. “I forgive you but you should keep it as a secret.


    You shouldn’t let my father know about this!”


    “Why?”


    “Because Mummy doesn’t want Daddy to know!”


    “But your Daddy is feeling anxious!”


    “Mummy said that it has to wait until my Daddy feels really really really anxious then she wille


    back, otherwise she will still lose her face and have no rights in the family if shees back now!”


    Le was surprised. A sense of helplessness passed by her soft and gentle face. It turned out that the


    child was helping his mother and father. She nodded and promised sincerely, “Okay, I will not say a


    single word!”


    “I believe in you!” Oscar smiled a little.


    “Le, Oscar! Where are you? Come over and help!”


    The dining table was set up by Le and Rosa. The tablecloth was ced on a wooden round table.


    The fresh air was blended with the fresh and tempting smell of the food.


    As she turned around, through the faint light of the fire, Vincent’s tall figure made her sigh. God was so


    loving to him, he had such a handsome face and yet he was given such a tall figure.


    Vincent turned around the grill frame on top of the charcoal that were made of pine wood and in the


    meanwhile, he kept applying spices to the mutton.


    Reggie was smoking besides. While he was smoking, he keptmanding, “You have not applied the


    spices on this side. Yes, this side! That side too!”


    Vincent suddenly became impatient, frowned and sprinkled a handful of salt, “Don’t keep telling me


    what to do. Perhaps, you cane over to grill and I willmand you?”


    “That’s alright. I have said nothing!” Reggie wiped his nose and smiled at Le who was not far away.


    He said, “Le, it’s better that youe and help. It’s not easy to get along with Vincent. How can you


    deal with him!”


    Le sighed. Yes, Vincent had a big temper. She smiled and walked over. When she saw that Vincent


    was showing an annoyed face while his forehead was full of sweats, she immediately knew why he


    was so angry. It was already close to the summer while they were having a barbecue. It was very hot


    and there was sweat on the forehead. She smiled gently and took out her handkerchief to wipe the


    sweats on his forehead. “Do you need my help?”


    Vincent was stunned by her gentle action. He was about to be roasted to death, and it was very hot. He


    worked so hard to grill some meats for everyone to eat.


    It was very depressing to bemanded to do this and that by Reggie who was not doing anything at


    all.


    He pressed on his lips as he was showing how annoyed he was. Surprisingly, his handsome face was


    showing some sense of childishness. He stood still and allowed Le to wipe his sweats but he did not


    forget to flip over to grill the meat. After she was done wiping his sweats, he started to be gentle and


    took a deep gaze at Le without saying anything.


    Le was on the side, she then picked up the brush, “Vincent, I will brush the meat, you can move back


    a little. You are only responsible for turning the grill frame over and making sure that the meat is not


    overcooked.”


    She also moved a chair for Vincent to sit back to prevent the heat from the barbecue.


    Vincent looked back at the table in the night, and there waspletely no one. He did not know where


    Reggie and Oscar were.


    After Le spread the spices evenly on the mutton, she saw the sweats on Vincent’s forehead and


    helped him to wipe again. She asked, “Is it very hot? You’re sweating too much!”


    Vincent frowned. He suddenly grabbed and pulled her into his arm. Le can’t dodge on time as she


    was held and kissed wildly by him for a while. She was really unable to continue and gently begged for


    mercy. “Vincent, the meat is overcooked!”


    Only then did Vincent let her go, and Le was flushed and her forehead started to sweat.


    Vincent stared at her with a strange smile at the corner of his mouth. He arrogantly pulled Le’s hand


    and pressed a kiss before letting it go. Such a gentle and intimate move made Le heartbeat fast. She


    then turned her face away in panic.


    For a moment, there was only the crackling sound of the charcoal fire.


    Le brushed another round of spices, and the smell of the barbecue became more and more


    tempting.


    Vincent sat on the chair, lit a cigarette and took a puff slowly.


    Le turned around and looked at him, she was about to say something but stopped.


    But surprisingly, Vincent knew what she was thinking. “Just say it if you have something to say.”


    Le looked at the cigarette in his hand and said gently, “Can’t you smoke less?”


    Vincent was startled a little as he held the cigarette tightly. He continued to take another round of puff


    and stared at her attentively, “Are you trying to control me?”


    Le knew that he had misunderstood something and shook her head. “I don’t want to control you but


    smoking is bad for your health, so try to smoke as little as possible!”


    “Why should I listen to you?” Vincent asked back without knowing what kind of tone he was using.


    Le was suddenly muffled. She felt awkward and replied gently, “Cigarettes contain a lot of harmful


    substances which are not good for your health. If you smoke for a long time, it will make you feel sick...”


    “I just want to smoke!” He used his mouth to make a white circle with smoke while hiding his smiling


    expression in his eyes.


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    Le felt a little awkward and thought that he was being childish again. “You can choose not to care


    about your health. Your, your mother will be worried.”


    “Are you worried?” He was holding his cigarette in one hand and turning over the grill frame with his


    another hand. He suddenly put a smile on his handsome face.


    He moved his tall figure and sat upright as if leaning against Le.


    Le was feeling a little guilty and wanted to say that she cared. The words got stuck in her mouth as


    she felt shy to speak out. He just kept teasing her as he was putting a smile in the corner of his mouth.


    “Don’t you care for me?” He winked.


    “You sweat again!” She took out her handkerchief to wipe his sweats and to change the topic at the


    same time.


    He grabbed her thin wrist. She raised her head in a panic. His domineering smile was gentle, he said,


    “Is it difficult to say that you care?”


    She waspletely dragged into his arms. Le loosened her hand and the handkerchief fell on the


    ground. He dropped the cigarette in between his fingers on the ground without forgetting to turn over


    the barbecue.


    When she was distracted, his powerful arms had already trapped her tightly. She smelled a familiar


    smell of tobo as he hugged her tightly.


    “If you do care for me, then I don’t smoke anymore!”


    His hoarse voice was a direct hit in her heart.


    Le was stunned. What was it about?


    Vincent lowered his head and kissed her cheek again. He said in a pitiful and a little childish yet


    domineering deep voice. “If you don’t care about me, I will continue to smoke! Smoke until I die!”


    She was worried that he was not going to let her go. Le raised her eyes in a panic as she saw Oscar


    running over from not far away. She said immediately, “I do care for you. I do care for you! Vincent,


    please let go of me! Oscar is here!”


    “Wow, Le and Vincent are ying the kissing game!” Oscar shouted from far away.


    As Le tried even harder to get rid of his grip yet Vincent refused to let her go as if he purposely


    wanted to look at her being shy. As he held her with one hand, he did not forget to continue barbecuing


    with another hand. He rubbed his sweat against her forehead, both of their sweats blended together.


    Oscar did not care about the situation and ran towards them. He opened his eyes wide and shouted,


    “Le feels shy! Vincent, Le is stepping on your foot! Hahaha...”


    “Oscar ...” Le shouted gently.


    “Le, don’t be shy. I will notugh at you!” What a daring kid!


    Le stepped on Vincent’s foot as she managed to escape from his hug. At this time, Vincent stood up


    andughed while he was wearing a thick pair of gloves to hold the grill frame up. “Food’s ready, let’s


    eat!”


    As they were having a warm dinner in the manor, Reggie picked up the wine ss and clinked with


    Vincent, Le and Oscar . Except that Oscar’s cup was filled with fresh strawberry juice, the rest of


    their sses were filled with homemade wines from the farm.


    “This wine tastes so good!” Vincent took a sip. “Your wine-making skills are getting better!”


    Le agreed that it was good. It tasted different from those she had bought. The wine she bought


    seemed to have an astringent taste. The wine that was self-brewed did not have this kind of taste. It


    was naturally sweet with a clean grape vor.


    The grilled meat was fresh and delicious along with the sweet wine and fresh strawberries. Everything


    seemed appetizing.


    Vincent took a knife and cut a piece of meat and put it on Le’s te. “This is from the most tender


    cut, please give it a try!”


    “Ah! Vincent isn’t being fair! I love the most tender cut, I’m still a child. Vincent doesn''t take care of the


    children!”


    “Little brat, didn’t I just give you a big piece? Don’t waste any food, finish what’s on your te first!”


    Vincent did not care about what others said.


    “I don’t have meat anymore, Vin!” Reggie followed along to create a disturbance. “Give me a piece!”


    “Do it yourself. The knife is in the meat, don’t you have hands?” Vincent looked at him but he chose not


    to help at all.


    Le lowered her head and remained silent. She just felt that the way they dealt with each other was


    funny, and they could quarrel anytime. These two gentlemen seemed to have rapport with each other


    but they always tried to undermine each other at the same time while she could only remain silent.


    Reggie’s gentle gaze swept over Vincent with a gentle smile. His beautiful and secluded smile passed


    by like a spring breeze. “Vincent, you’re getting less and less like a gentleman!”


    “Excuse me, my gentleman''s demeanour is only for women!”


    “Oh, really?” Reggie was being despicable. He smiled gently and continued. “Since when you’re being


    a gentleman to any woman?”


    “Le, is Vincent being a gentleman to you? Just now I think I saw...” Oscar frowned involuntarily, “Just


    now I saw Vincent kissing Le and Le didn’t let you kiss her. You are not a gentleman because you


    simply touched thedy without her consent!”


    All of sudden, all three of them were utterly dumbfounded as they all looked at Oscar who dared to


    speak without thinking, and Le’s waspletely blushed.


    Vincent felt a little awkward. “Oscar, eat as much as you want, but don’t talk too much! Your father


    never taught you this before?”


    Vincent stretched out his hand and raised his hand unceremoniously to pat on Oscar ’s head while


    looking at Le who was embarrassed. Maybe she had been overwhelmed by the embarrassment, she


    just grabbed the cup to drink the wine one ss after another, and it seemed like it was the way to


    make herself feel better.


    “Vincent, don’t hit my head. If I be stupid, you have to take care of me!” Oscar looked at Vincent


    in dissatisfaction. There was some sense of maturity on this little handsome face. “Vincent, you cannot


    be too domineering as a man. If you want to kiss thedy, you should ask her for her consent. You can’t


    just do whatever you want just because you’re her husband!”