Wu Sen's eyes immediately lit up. He grabbed Duan Gao's hand and said excitedly, "Master, I especially love reading your writing!"

"Thank you for liking it." Duan Gao smiled kindly. "I'm also surprised that a police officer would read my book."

"It's not just me, everyone in our department is watching!" Wu Sen's expression at this moment was no different from that of a fan who had met their idol. "Master, how... how can you write so many unexpectedly good works? Just like what you wrote in 'Graceful Death,' you were able to analyze the psychology of each criminal so accurately. Even our criminal psychologists said that what you wrote was completely flawless!"

Duan Gao smiled sheepishly, "I also read a lot of psychology books and consulted many professors at the university in order to write a good book. I never thought I would receive such high praise from you professionals."

"No, no, no, that's not a high compliment at all! My vocabulary is too limited; I don't even know how to express my admiration for the master's talent. Master, I haven't had a chance to read your new work, 'The Third Dead,' yet. I wonder what you plan to write next..."

On the other side, a policeman shouted, "Wu Sen!"

"Hey! I'm coming!" Wu Sen replied, then excitedly said to Duan Gao, "Master, I'll go first. I'll definitely have a good chat with you when I have the chance."

Duan Gao smiled and nodded, and Wu Sen then walked away.

Duan Gao also breathed a sigh of relief, "These young people nowadays, I really can't handle their enthusiasm."

Duan Mu joked, "Even after all these years in the entertainment industry, I've rarely seen such enthusiastic fans."

"Stop making fun of me," Duan Gao said awkwardly. "This is none of our business anymore. Let's go out to eat."

"Mmm." Duan Mu responded, and was about to pick up Feng Guang again, but she dashed out in a flash.

Her retreating figure was hurried; she said, "I'll wait for you downstairs!"

She ran as if she were being chased by demons and monsters, not even caring about her sprained ankle. She really didn't want to be picked up by Duan Mu in front of so many people; how embarrassing would that be! It would be as embarrassing as a six or seven-year-old child sitting in a stroller!

Duan Mu glanced at his father, then hurried after him, worried.

Now, only Duan Gao is able to walk slowly and leisurely.

To avoid being disgusted by the glitz and glamour, Duan Mu went to a Chinese restaurant that was quite far from the hotel. He had also opened this restaurant with his own money, but apart from Yao Feng, no one else knew that he was also running a small business.

Many people in the entertainment industry open shops after they make money, but few are as low-key as him.

At the dinner table, when faced with the meat she liked, Feng Guang was unusually reserved and didn't keep putting her chopsticks into the meat. Instead, she would occasionally dip her chopsticks into the vegetables, not wanting to leave her future father-in-law with the impression that she was a picky eater.

Duan Mu found it amusing to see her enduring the pain of not eating meat. He didn't intend to expose her, but he really couldn't bear to see her tormenting her appetite like this. So, he could only pick up his chopsticks and put the meat in her bowl, and then said in a serious tone, "Feng Guang has always only eaten vegetables. That won't do. You need to eat more meat and gain some weight."

Feng Guang was touched; this really was her boyfriend! But she still had to put on an act, saying, "I just think that eating more vegetables is good for your health."