Chapter 7-07 - Don't play the victim when you're unhappy!

Before leaving, Zhao Mingyuan suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Lin, have you eaten? If not, there's lunch that Gun Gun brought you in our exhibition area, it should still be warm."

Rolling belt?

Lin Xi looked at Gun Gun leading the way and couldn't help but chuckle.

Even when the panda stands up on its hind legs, it can barely reach its waist.

Okay, let's just consider it a gift from Gun Gun!

She initially thought Zhao Mingyuan was joking, probably because he had specially prepared a work meal for her in preparation for Gun Gun's test.

Unexpectedly, Gun Gun had the staff bring him a three-layer insulated lunchbox with a light green color scheme and a panda print, which was obviously specially prepared.

Lin Xi couldn't help but confirm again: "This is for me!"

"Mmm!" Gun Gun trotted around her feet, its Mickey Mouse ears instantly blossoming. "Isn't the lunchbox Gun Gun chose cute?"

It looked like it wanted praise.

"cute."

Lin Xi smiled and accepted the lunchbox, thanked the staff, and took Gun Gun to the rest area arranged for Song Jia.

In just a few minutes, the adorable panda attracted a lot of attention, with some braver people even trying to touch it.

Before Lin Xi could stop her, Gun Gun nimbly dodged away, not even letting a single hair touch her.

Finally, it bared its teeth fiercely at the crowd, expressing its dissatisfaction.

Lin Xi was worried that the tiny ball of panda might get trampled in a crowd.

Now I can finally relax.

As Zhao Mingyuan said, she can walk ahead with peace of mind, and Gun Gun is capable of keeping up on his own.

It was already past 1 p.m., well past lunchtime, and the lounge was empty.

Lin Xi opened the insulated lunchbox, and the aroma of the food immediately wafted out, stirring up the hunger that had been suppressed by the weather.

The lunchbox contained three dishes and a soup: pineapple beef, stir-fried shrimp in three colors, cold kelp salad, and mushroom meatball soup.

Lin Xi laid them out one by one, her fingers gripping the chopsticks tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Gun Gun had already nimbly leaped onto the chair opposite her and sat obediently. Seeing that she didn't move, it tilted its head curiously and asked, "Xiao Xi, don't you like these dishes?"

Lin Xi replied with some difficulty, "I like it."

Because everything was something I liked, it didn't seem like a coincidence.

"Then hurry up and eat!" Gun Gun urged. "Fu Lili said that Gun Gun is going to make sure you eat on time!"

Lin Xi hesitated for a long time, but ultimately decided not to neglect her stomach and started eating after taking apart her chopsticks.

Although the food was kept warm in the lunchbox for a long time, its color, aroma, and taste were not significantly affected. The food tasted very good, and was in no way inferior to the private restaurants in Nanqing.

Perhaps she was really hungry, because Lin Xi ate half a bowl more rice than usual.

During the meal, Lin Xi suddenly remembered the address she had just heard: "Gun Gun, you just called me Fu Qing... but you always call me Fu Lili?"

"Mmm~" Gun Gun nodded in response.

"Why?"

As soon as she asked the question, Lin Xi suddenly regretted it.

Such an adorable name doesn't match Fu Qingli's aloof temperament at all. It's very likely that it's a nickname that belongs to someone else and that Gun Gun has picked up.

However, Gun Gun was unaware of her inner thoughts and happily shared her clever idea: "Because Gun Gun thinks reduplicated words are cute~"

Lin Xi couldn't help but ask in surprise, "You named this?"

"Yes!" Gun Gun's soft, adorable voice rang with pride. "Does Xiao Xi think Fu Lili's name sound nice? Isn't she cute?"

"It sounds nice, this name is so cute." Lin Xi couldn't help but laugh. "But, didn't he object to you calling him that?"

No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't associate Fu Qingli with such an adorable nickname. She couldn't imagine what kind of expression his usually aloof face would have when Gun Gun called him that.

“At first I objected~” Gun Gun blinked innocently, his long eyelashes curling up. “But Gun Gun wouldn’t listen. Fu Lili even thought Gun Gun was broken and checked him several times! But Gun Gun just wants to call him that. He’s always so cold. Gun Gun wishes he could have more expressions!”

Lin Xi couldn't help but reach out and pat Gun Gun's head, sincerely exclaiming, "Gun Gun is right!"

The fact that Fu Qingli was able to design such a lively panda must fill her heart with warmth.

With family and loved ones by his side, the aloof young man who had experienced the early death of his mother and the philandering of his father, and who had a home but no one to rely on, was finally able to immerse himself in the everyday happiness filled with the warmth of life.

How wonderful! She slightly curved her lips into a smile, yet her eyes were filled with a bittersweet emotion—

The support and companionship that she and her father once wanted to give him, he received from someone else after many years.

After finishing her meal, Lin Xi listened to Gun Gun, quickly washed the lunchbox, and returned it to the exhibition area in Qingyuan.

As I left Qingyuan, I saw Zhou Qi waving at me from a short distance away: "Xixi, come over and help me see how to adjust the lighting. The surrounding area of ​​the items below is severely overexposed!"

"They're here."

Lin Xi quickened her pace, walked to Zhou Qi's side, and took the drawings from her.

Just as I was about to check, amidst the cacophony of noise, I heard a drawn-out male voice say, "Gungung, come here, suckle suckle~"

His voice was low, deliberately laced with ill intent.

Does this sound a bit like trying to get close to someone who's trying to abduct a child?

Lin Xi panicked and quickly looked over.

But then he saw his boss, Zou Song, dressed in a light pink silk shirt, sitting casually with his legs spread on the bench to the side, beckoning to Gun Gun, who was a few steps behind him.

The next second, Gun Gun shot out like an arrow, its soft voice mixed with angry growls: "Little Zou Zou! Gun Gun isn't a puppy! Don't tease Gun Gun like that!"

It turns out we knew each other.

Just as Lin Xi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw Gun Gun bump into Zou Song's calf and then nimbly push off the ground to propel itself into his arms.

The taut back shows that it is holding back strength.

"Gun Gun, stop—"

She tried to stop them, but it was too late.

Zou Song cried out "Ouch!" as he was knocked back a little, barely managing to steady himself with one hand.

Rolling away from his chest with a rather smug look on his face.

Unexpectedly, Zou Song grabbed the back of the neck with his other hand and easily lifted him into the air.

"Little Gun Gun, are you serious? You're using so much force this time? What if I get internal injuries?"

In mid-air, the panda twisted and turned, trying to break free, but because its limbs were too short, it not only failed to hurt Zou Song, but its clumsy appearance also made him laugh out loud.

The atmosphere was familiar.

Seeing Zou Song smile and put his hand on his chest, Lin Xi, out of a sense of responsibility for bringing Gun Gun along, asked worriedly, "Mr. Zou, are you alright?"

Zou Song probably didn't expect to attract people's attention. Hearing the voice, he subconsciously looked up and was so surprised that he jumped up from the stool. He stammered, "Um... Team Leader Lin, I didn't... it's nothing. Gun Gun was just playing with me. He knew his limits! I was just joking with him."

Fearing she wouldn't believe him, he explained again and again, "Also, I'm very close to Gun Gun, we see each other often, and we're used to playing together."

Lin Xi nodded, but her gaze remained fixed on his hand suspended in mid-air, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Zou Song looked down following her gaze and realized that Gun Gun was still being held by him.

Moreover, the little guy didn't struggle. He looked at Lin Xi pitifully with his black grape-like eyes, which seemed to glisten with water under the lamplight.