The waiter quickly brought several delicious Cantonese dishes to the table, and the aroma of food filled the private room.

Gu Qingqing had no desire to play "Fruit Ninja" anymore. She put down her phone, quickly picked up two pairs of chopsticks, and handed another pair to Fu Jue.

"Master Fu, eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold." Gu Qingqing urged, she couldn't wait any longer.

But if he doesn't touch his chopsticks, she doesn't dare to eat either, since he's older than her.

Cantonese cuisine emphasizes freshness and heat. It is freshest and most delicious when eaten while it is hot. Once it cools down, the taste and texture are greatly reduced.

"Mmm." Fu Jue took the chopsticks she gave him, and he was happy knowing that she would take care of him.

Does this prove that he has entered her life, her world, and her life itself?

Gu Qingqing didn't bother to talk to him. She buried her head in eating the poached chicken and salt and pepper mantis shrimp, while also drinking the chicken soup with pork tripe. She only made appreciative "tsk tsk tsk" sounds and the sound of chewing food, and there was no other sound of her speaking.

Fu Jue ate his meal elegantly, without disturbing her. After all, she was a foodie; how could she not be tempted and eager when faced with delicious food? He wasn't foolish enough to interrupt her meal.

She'll only be in a good mood once she's eaten and drunk her fill.

Moreover, girls often relieve stress by eating, drinking, and shopping, making their unpleasant moods feel beautiful.

Fu Jue kept adding food to Gu Qingqing's plate. Whenever she finished her favorite food, he would immediately replenish it.

Half an hour passed quickly...

After a satisfying meal, Gu Qingqing patted her round belly, leaned back in her chair to rest, and smiled with a slight upturn on her lips, looking completely content.

Fu Jue poured her a cup of hot tea from the teapot, let it cool down a bit before giving it to her.

During their break, the two played another round of the "Fruit Ninja" game, successfully raising Fu Jue's level to 27. That's quite impressive, considering it only took him an hour and a half.

"Let's go back! Qingqing, do you have class this afternoon?" Fu Jue pulled her out of the private room.

"Hmm? Yes, there is, but it's probably not important. Graduation exams are coming up soon, and it's all just practice questions, which is boring." She didn't want to go to school that afternoon.

But then she suddenly remembered something else. Anyway, An Susu had met Zhai Shaolin the previous two nights, but they hadn't fallen for each other yet. She should try to bring them together and create a few opportunities for them to meet so that they could quickly fall for each other and advance the plot.

She needs to completely break free from An Susu in order to separate herself from the main storyline of the male and female protagonists in the book and create her own main storyline, instead of continuing to be a side character in the book and a cannon fodder supporting role.

"Then shall I take you home?" Fu Jue offered, always afraid she would refuse him.

"Okay! Thank you, Mr. Fu." Gu Qingqing smiled and took his hand affectionately, leaning against him. The two really looked like siblings.

Fu Jue didn't speak. It was better than anything that she was grateful to him. If she thanked him this time, or if he refused her thanks, she wouldn't say it again next time, and he would feel disappointed.

Time and again, even the best relationships can fall into the abyss of death.

In order for people to get along well, they must treat each other with respect and courtesy.

He hoped that he and she could walk this path to the end of happiness, instead of breaking up halfway and hating each other.

When Fu Jue was about to pay at the counter, he found that there was no cashier.

"What's going on? Where is everyone?" Gu Qingqing was also very curious. When she turned around, she found that there wasn't a single customer in the entire hall. It was quiet.

The silence was eerily quiet, with a faint smell of gas in the air.

"Is anyone here? Waiters, bosses, where are you all?" She refused to believe that she couldn't find anyone in this restaurant. After shouting her name and seeing no response, she stepped forward to go to the kitchen to check the situation.

No sooner said than done, Fu Jue reached out, grabbed her, and pulled her into his arms. "Qingqing, something's wrong."

His sixth sense told him he had to leave the eerie restaurant quickly, or they would be in danger.

"Hmm, there's a problem." These were the words that came out of her head. Gu Qingqing's pupils contracted, and she looked up at Fu Jue.

The two locked eyes and instantly understood each other's meaning. They nodded in agreement, took hands, and turned to rush towards the front door.

The smell of gas grew stronger, and the faint scent of burning flames could be detected in the air.

They move incredibly fast, running at a speed comparable to an Olympic champion's 100-meter sprint.

"Jump!" At Fu Jue's command, Gu Qingqing mustered all her strength and jumped with him.

Because behind them were flames soaring into the sky, with a "bang," a huge flame shot out from the kitchen, like a giant dragon covered in flames, growing so long that the restaurant's entrance became a terrifying sea of ​​fire.

The gas explosion shattered doors and windows, leaving shards of glass scattered all over the floor.

The flames grew hotter and hotter, engulfing everything inside the restaurant and turning the once joyful place into a sea of ​​fire.

They jumped from the restaurant entrance onto the sidewalk's green belt, finally getting them completely away from the restaurant where the explosion had occurred. The five-meter distance ensured their safety.

"Qingqing, did it hurt?" Fu Jue had been holding her in his arms, so his back was already on the ground. With the weight of the two of them, his back was now in a lot of pain.

"It's alright, Mr. Fu, how are you? Don't scare me." She heard his gasps, though they were faint, she still heard them.

He must have been injured, but he kept it to himself to protect her, not daring to let her know or be sad.

"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, it's my fault that you're like this." Gu Qingqing struggled to get up and then saw Fu Jue's furrowed brows and biting lip.

Her heart ached, and tears streamed down her face, landing on the back of his hand.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

It felt as if it were burning his skin and his heart.

"Qingqing..." Fu Jue opened his eyes and saw her crying, her face streaked with tears, looking pitiful.

It made him very distressed and sad.

He raised his right hand to wipe away her tears.

"Waaaaah... Master Fu, you're injured! How could you be so foolish? I don't want anything to happen to you, Master Fu..." Gu Qingqing cried louder and louder, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam, blurring her vision.

She was terrified by his injury; the restaurant explosion nearly killed her, yet she felt no fear whatsoever.

But when she saw his injured and painful appearance, a fear welled up deep in her heart, a fear she had never felt before.

"Qingqing, don't cry. It's not your fault, sweetie, don't cry." If you keep crying, I'm about to break down too.

This was the first time she had cried for herself. Fu Jue was a little excited, but also very moved.

To prove that what I just did was correct, or that it was the kind of thing that brought me rewards.

She'll definitely remember that he saved her today; that could be considered a hero saving a damsel in distress!

He had heard that most girls had a hero-worshiping complex, and he was sure she would fall for him quickly.