Everyone stopped. Su An quickly pushed Fu Huai away and stared at him coldly, keeping her distance.
"I will never forget what you just said! Fu Huai, how could you be so heartless to me—"
Fu Huai felt a void in his heart, an indescribable bitterness numbing his entire body, and his thoughts were briefly interrupted.
His hands, gripping the wheelchair, turned white as he struggled to explain, "Those words were all lies. Only if I act indifferent will he not hurt you."
"It's my fault. I didn't protect you properly. You can make any demands you want."
Su An turned her head away, pretending to wipe away tears from the corners of her eyes, but her face turned bright red and her shoulders trembled.
It's rare to see the God of Wealth so flustered, how interesting!
Seeing Su An remain silent, Fu Huai rubbed his fingertips, observing her reaction out of the corner of his eye, and then gestured to Zhou Li and Xie Qingfeng, who were watching the show.
Don't just look, help!
Zhou Li coughed, pressing his lips to his mouth. Xie Qingfeng looked up at the sky, not daring to openly watch Fu Huai make a fool of himself.
"Is it hard to understand what the small business owner is saying? Being a bachelor for too long is definitely not good."
"That's right, you often have to take women's words the opposite of what they say, especially in bed... Waaah!"
Zhou Li's mouth was covered by Xie Qingfeng, otherwise he would have been silenced.
Su An couldn't keep up the act, so she took the initiative to tug at his sleeve, laughing happily without a care in the world.
"Okay, I'm not angry with you, I was just teasing you."
"real?"
It was rare to see him looking so uneasy, so Su An nodded emphatically, her tone becoming even gentler, "Really, my great hero, I thank you so much, I admire you so much, how could I blame you!"
Fu Huai breathed a sigh of relief, his out-of-control heart returning to normal.
"Don't say things like that again, or I'll take it seriously."
"Tsk, our master was wise and mighty his whole life, but in front of this little boss, he's not even as good as the village idiot."
Zhou Li muttered to himself, "This idiot can actually read a girl's expression."
Xie Qingfeng nodded: "At least he has spoken to other girls before, so he is more experienced than Master."
Fu Huai glanced at them, and the two wisely shut up.
Xie Qingfeng retreated gracefully and disappeared, while Zhou Li broke out in a sweat, his mind racing.
"Oh dear, I've been busy all night and I'm starving. Is there anything to eat?" Zhou Li awkwardly changed the subject, afraid that this meal might be Xie Qingfeng's last meal before his execution.
"Yes, we brought food from home. What would you like to eat?"
"Let's have hot pot, it's convenient, just cook it. The moonlight is nice tonight, let's eat in the courtyard."
Zhou Li settled the matter in a few words, took the ingredients brought by Su An, and instructed the servants to prepare them.
The dinner table was set up, and Su An deliberately sat next to Fu Huai, noticing that his complexion had improved.
What's a hot pot meal without wine? Su An ordered a glass of fruit wine to sip, taking a few sips now and then.
Zhou Li toasted her and gave her a thumbs up: "As expected of a small boss, it's the first time I've seen someone kill someone and still remain calm. I admire you."
Su An raised an eyebrow and clicked his tongue in mockery: "Who said I'm not afraid? I just didn't show it. Besides, you're the ones who killed people, aren't you afraid?"
She asked meaningfully, but Zhou Li, who was a little tipsy, shook his head smugly.
"What are we afraid of, Your Majesty..."
This time it was Xie Qingfeng's turn to shut Zhou Li up. He looked at him with sympathy and said, "Shut up, you big sieve. The prince would love to put you in a hot pot."
"He was drunk and wanted to say that Wang's tofu was delicious."
Xie Qingfeng abruptly took over the conversation, giving Zhou Li a fierce glare.
Don't let your master's carefully concealed identity slip out.
Su An lowered her eyes to look at the bubbling red soup at the bottom of the pot, which contained all kinds of ingredients, but not tofu.
She stroked her chin, gave a meaningful "oh," and pretended not to see their subtle actions, taking it as if she believed what they said.
"Oh, I see. Then you can buy the tofu tomorrow, and I'll make Mapo Tofu, okay? Fu Huai, do you like tofu?"
Su An seemed to be hinting at something, throwing the topic to Fu Huai with a sly wink.
Trying to play dumb? No way.
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