Chapter 107: Sleeping on the Sofa

“Everyone’s gone. What are we still doing here?” Reese glanced at April. “Are we really going to spend Thanksgiving here?”

“Of course. Otherwise, why would we have come?”

“Where are we staying? A hotel?”

“Do you expect me to conjure a house out of thin air?” April shook her head. “Or maybe we should ask Qiu to let us use his place?”

“That’s a great idea. I like it!” Reese smiled. “We’re women, after all. We can’t just sleep on the sofa, can we?”

“You can give it a try!” April laughed.

In the afternoon, Qiu Fengyu went fishing. The two women were interested and insisted on tagging along. Qiu Fengyu didn’t mind—after all, they had come all this way. So the three of them set off together.

They rowed out to the center of the river. Qiu Fengyu fished while the two beauties kept him company.

Many people would have loved such treatment. Britt wanted it too, but Elizabeth interrupted, taking him to Paso City to buy the food needed for the holiday tomorrow.

At this time of year, the main catches were rainbow trout and king salmon.

“If you get bored, I can row us back, and you can get off and go home. If you leave now, you’d still make it to Los Angeles for a late-night snack,” Qiu Fengyu said, pulling up another rainbow trout. He looked back at the two women with a smile. “Are you sure you want to stay here all day?”

“Yes, that’s what we agreed,” April said, smiling at Qiu Fengyu. “Besides… fishing is an art, isn’t it? From where I stand, you’re a performance artist.”

“I’ve seen your video of slaughtering cattle. It was bloody, but fascinating!” Reese smiled at Qiu Fengyu as she sat at the edge of the boat, chin resting on her hand, watching him remove the fish from the hook.

“Ah, fascinating? I don’t see it that way,” Qiu Fengyu laughed. “I see it as business. I like bloodletting because it makes the beef clean. And… well, someone pays me to do it. That’s all there is to it.”

“Cool—” Reese whistled.

“You think it’s cool?” Qiu Fengyu shook his head with a smile. “I never thought it was cool.”

“I meant the scenery here. I like it. It just makes me more determined to find a place to settle down here. God knows why I have such thoughts,” Reese said, turning to smile at April.

“Don’t look at me, Reese. That idea is impossible. You’re a public figure, a star. Every move you make is under the public eye, including this trip here,” April said.

“But didn’t you say we could just drive your car, wear sunglasses and scarves, and escape?” Reese suddenly spread her hands at April. “I thought you’d help us get away from all this.”

“I could, but if you disappear for too long, someone will find this place.”

“Fine. We’ll go back tomorrow,” Reese shrugged helplessly. “Damn it, I don’t even know who I am anymore. This blasted life.”

“No swearing, babe,” April smiled, wagging a finger at her.

The two women chatted, and it didn’t feel so lonely anymore. As dusk approached, Qiu Fengyu rowed the boat back, helping the two women ashore before retrieving the fish and loading it into his car.

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