"Thanks"

After thanking her, Qiao Zhen just wanted to bury her head under the table.

Isn't that too torturous?

Lu Zheng pushed the cut steak back to Qiao Zhen, picked up a fork, forked a piece, and held it to Qiao Zhen's mouth.

"Zhenzhen, steak is best eaten while it's hot. Try it and see how it tastes."

Qiao Zhen rolled her eyes at Lu Zheng, swallowed the beef from his hand, and then snatched the fork away.

"Alright, alright, stop standing there and eat."

The private room finally quieted down.

Lu Zheng, of course, couldn't behave himself. Halfway through the meal, he placed his large hand on Qiao Zhen's leg.

Qiao Zhen tensed up instantly, looking at Lu Zheng in disbelief.

Lu Zheng, however, seemed oblivious, a faint smile playing on his lips as he looked out at Qiao Zhen.

"Zhenzhen, look at what you're eating. You're such a grown-up, yet you still manage to eat on your face."

As Lu Zheng spoke, he pulled out a tissue and gently wiped Qiao Zhen's lips.

Gu Xijue watched from the side, his dark eyes flickering slightly.

Lu Zheng then noticed something, looked at Gu Xijue, and curled his lips in a provocative manner.

Qiao Zhen stiffly turned her head to look at Lu Zheng, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

Thank you!

Qiao Zhen practically spat out those words through gritted teeth.

Lu Zheng was very dissatisfied with Qiao Zhen's attitude, and deliberately rubbed his large hand on Qiao Zhen's leg.

He was very familiar with Qiao Zhen's body. He knew exactly where to touch and what pressure would make Qiao Zhen feel the most intense sensation.

Sure enough, as Lu Zheng made his movements, Qiao Zhen's face gradually flushed, and she unconsciously let out a soft moan.

"Zhenzhen, are you feeling unwell?"

Gu Xijue noticed Qiao Zhen's unusual behavior and quickly asked her with concern.

"No, it's nothing."

Qiao Zhen pressed her lips tightly together to prevent the embarrassing sounds from escaping.

"Are you really okay? Your face looks so red, could you have a fever?"

As Gu Xijue spoke, he made a gesture as if to reach out and touch Qiao Zhen's forehead.

Lu Zheng naturally wouldn't let him have his way, and with a quick movement, he pulled Qiao Zhen into his arms.

Just as Qiao Zhen was about to resist, the pressure on her thigh increased.

The intense stimulation made Qiao Zhen's body go limp.

From Gu Xijue's perspective, it looked as if Qiao Zhen had deliberately thrown herself into Lu Zheng's arms.

Lu Zheng pressed his forehead against Qiao Zhen's forehead, and after a tentative touch, he looked up at Gu Xijue.

"Don't worry, Mr. Gu, Zhenzhen doesn't have a fever. It's probably just that the private room was too stuffy. She'll be fine after going out for some fresh air later."

Qiao Zhen wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground, pressing her face against Lu Zheng's chest, not daring to look at Gu Xijue.

Gu Xijue's questioning gaze swept over Lu Zheng and Qiao Zhen before he finally nodded.

"Lu Zheng, let's go back."

Qiao Zhen really couldn't finish her meal in this oppressive environment, so she simply asked Lu Zheng to take her away.

Lu Zheng naturally had no objections.

"good."

Lu Zheng picked Qiao Zhen up and walked outside.

"Then thank you very much for the treat, Mr. Gu."

Watching the two figures leave, Gu Xijue clenched his fists so tightly they almost broke.

Lu Zheng didn't put Qiao Zhen down until they left the restaurant.

"Zhenzhen, how did I do just now?"

Lu Zheng raised his face, looking like he wanted praise.

Qiao Zhen bit her lip hard, glaring at Lu Zheng with resentment.

"So, you deliberately messed with me just to spite Gu Xijue?"

Qiao Zhen trembled slightly with anger.

Lu Zheng frowned, clearly not expecting Qiao Zhen to react this way.

"I wasn't playing with you, I just..."

Before Lu Zheng could finish speaking, Qiao Zhen had already raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face with lightning speed.

"Lu Zheng, you've gone too far!"

As Qiao Zhen finished speaking, a string of crystal tears slid down her cheeks.

Lu Zheng panicked and reached out to wipe away Qiao Zhen's tears. But Qiao Zhen dodged him.

"Don't touch me!"

Qiao Zhen's tone was full of disgust, and she looked at Lu Zheng with a gaze that was worse than that of a stranger.

"If I could, I would wish I had never met you!"

Qiao Zhen's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Lu Zheng's heart.

"If possible, let's avoid meeting for the time being."

After saying that, Qiao Zhen turned to leave.

"Qiao Zhen!"

Lu Zheng's voice was a little hoarse from excitement.

Qiao Zhen paused, but did not turn around.

Lu Zheng wasn't annoyed. He strode forward and pulled Qiao Zhen back to him.

"You're a heartless woman!"

Lu Zheng held Qiao Zhen tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that Qiao Zhen would disappear in the next second.

Qiao Zhen struggled desperately, hitting Lu Zheng, trying to escape his grasp.

Unfortunately, she was no match for Lu Zheng's strength. No matter how hard she tried, Lu Zheng held her tightly and refused to let go.

"Lu Zheng, please let me go."

Qiao Zhen was tired; she was truly exhausted.

Lu Zheng's emotions completely exploded because of Qiao Zhen's words.

"Let you go? Don't even think about it!"

Lu Zheng pulled Qiao Zhen out of his arms and forced her to look him in the eye.

"Qiao Zhen, I've waited so many years for you to come to my side, why should I let you go?"

Lu Zheng's eyes were tinged with scarlet.

"If you hadn't saved me back then, I wouldn't be who I am today. If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago! Qiao Zhen, all these years, you have been my motivation to live. I have been searching for you for a very, very long time!"

At this point, Lu Zheng paused, his gaze fixed on Qiao Zhen's face, trying to see something on her features.

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