Sucking up to someone powerful? Being kept by a sugar daddy?

These two ambiguous words suddenly made something come to Fu Jue's mind, and the ambiguous scene was immediately censored, making it 18+.

His fair face flushed bright red in an instant, like a lovely and delicious red apple, innocent yet alluring.

"Brother Jue, why is your face so red? Are you sick?" Seeing his face as red as a boiled shrimp, Gu Qingqing mistakenly thought he was sick and hurriedly raised her hand to cover his forehead.

Hmm, it's not hot!

Gu Qing leaned closer and blinked at him, not understanding why he was blushing. Was he not sick? Or...?

"Qingqing, I..." Should I confess? But it's so hard to say it.

Fu Jue parted his thin lips slightly, the words on the tip of his tongue yet he had the courage to say them.

Is the fact that she cares about me so much mean she likes me?

Fu Jue looked into her eyes, trying to find a satisfactory answer within them.

"Brother Jue, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? You have to tell me, being sick is no small matter." Gu Qingqing didn't understand why he wouldn't tell her. She disliked his hesitant manner. A man should be brave, decisive, and speak his mind.

"Qingqing, I'm fine, don't worry about me. It's probably just because of the hot weather." Fu Jue gently pulled her small hand down and took the opportunity to touch it. Such a soft hand, such smooth skin.

Afraid of arousing her suspicion, he only touched her briefly before immediately letting go, as lightly as if brushing her with a feather.

"Really? It seems quite hot. I'll turn on the air conditioning then!" Gu Qingqing found the air conditioning remote and turned it on. The 26-degree temperature did indeed lower the temperature inside the car considerably.

Fu Jue didn't say anything more, keeping his hands on the steering wheel and focusing on driving. "It's almost noon, shall we go get some lunch?"

He tested her, afraid she wouldn't like his idea.

The thought of food made Gu Qingqing's stomach rumble. Besides, she always treated Fu Jue's words as gospel, never daring to refuse, especially something as small as a meal.

Besides, Gu Jin isn't home, so even if she goes back, she'll be eating alone.

"Great! Shall we go have a seafood feast?"

"Sure, you can eat whatever you want, as long as you like it." Fu Jue was secretly pleased to get her agreement. She must think no one was home, and that Gu Jin was away on a business trip and wouldn't be back for at least three or four days.

Gu Mu, who is on set, won't have a chance to rest until the day after tomorrow at the earliest.

Gu Enren is still undergoing intensive training with the skating team and is estimated to be free to return in four or five days.

She must be bored eating and sleeping alone at home; it's better for her to go out and have fun with him.

Suddenly, I realized that she and I were kindred spirits, both so lonely. Even though she had three doting brothers, she was still lonely. They couldn't be with her 24/7, and no amount of pampering could make up for the loneliness of their absence.

Even if he had more money than he could ever spend in a lifetime, he would always be accompanied by loneliness.

No matter how much money you have, and how many entertainment options you have to enjoy, all you're buying is a happy loneliness.

The fireworks have faded, leaving only the sorrow of people leaving and tea growing cold.

No matter how many friends you have, they can only accompany you for a while, not for a lifetime.

Of course, even family members can't stay with you forever, not even your closest lovers. Because someone will always leave you first, while loneliness will always be by your side.

If we can learn to befriend loneliness and get used to its presence, we won't be afraid of it, afraid of this invisible and colorless enemy.

Fu Jue drove to a high-end Chinese restaurant, whose main dishes were expensive seafood.

He parked Gu Qingqing's Maserati in the parking lot. She got out of the car first and stood aside with her pink bag in her hand.

He closed the car windows and checked that the brakes and accelerator were working properly before getting out of the car.

Just then, his phone rang, forcing him to pull it out of his pocket. It was Zhai Shaolin's number; he was probably asking him out for dinner again.

I received two phone calls early this morning, and now I'm getting another one. It's so annoying.

Turn off your phone immediately.

"Who is it?" Gu Qingqing saw that Fu Jue looked impatient and had turned off the phone. Someone must have called him and upset him.

"It's nothing, just an annoying fly." Fu Jue knew the meaning behind Zhai Shaolin's invitation to dinner: he just wanted to get involved with him and generate more profits for the Zhai family. Secondly, Zhai Wan'er liked him, and he simply wanted to bring them together.

fly?

"Hehehe..." Gu Qingqing didn't ask any more questions. She wasn't angry that he didn't tell her, nor did she feel that he was disrespecting her. She felt that he didn't want her to know who "Fly" was because he didn't want her to feel disgusted.

After all, we're going to have a big meal soon, so let's save our good mood and enjoy the food.

Fu Jue liked her understanding of him because he disliked people who had to ask about everything, were too obsessive, and didn't respect whether others had time or wanted to tell him.

The two walked side by side, their hands occasionally brushing against each other because they were quite close. Neither of them paid any attention, and they continued to let their hands "swing" and "accidentally" touch each other.

Upon entering a high-end Chinese restaurant, Fu Jue, wearing a Mozi (a type of ancient Chinese zither) and sunglasses, looked cool and aloof. His handsome appearance quickly attracted the attention of customers near the entrance.

"So handsome! Look, look!"

"Who is he? He looks like a big star, he's so handsome!"

"I really like guys with his kind of vibe. Why don't we go over together and get his contact information?"

Several girls were chattering away, which Gu Qing overheard, and the noise bothered her ears.

After Fu Jue booked a private room, she quickly dragged him inside. She didn't want him to be surrounded and ridiculed like a monkey in a circus.

She would never tell anyone that she felt uncomfortable because she saw those girls staring at his stunning good looks and fantasizing about his body.

"What's wrong, Qingqing?" He sensed something was off about her. Could it be because of those girls from earlier? Why?

"Nothing, what could be wrong with me?" Gu Qingqing lowered her head, not daring to look Fu Jue in the eye. "I'm going to the restroom, you order first."

"Okay, go ahead." Fu Jue noticed that she was a little unhappy, so he didn't say anything more.

Anyway, it won't be anything bad. He knows she's simple-minded and her emotions are easily revealed on her face. He can guess what she's thinking just by looking at her.

Gu Qingqing went into the bathroom, washed her hands and then her face to clear her head.

I feel calm.

What was that sour feeling she felt earlier? It wasn't the first time she'd heard girls swooning over his stunning good looks, so why was she angry this time?

No way!

Is she jealous?

Hmph! It's all his fault for being so flashy. Next time, she should try making him wear a veil to cover his head and face so the girls can't see his face.

Like women in Middle Eastern countries, they must cover their faces and heads with a black cloth when they go out, only allowing their eyes to be exposed.

Hands and feet must be covered, and one is not allowed to seduce others.