Qiao Zhen looked at the handsome face so close to her with an awkward smile. Could someone please tell her why Fan Zhao was here? And why her feet were still in his arms? She hurriedly got up and sat up straight, like a good little girl, timid as a quail.
When Du Feng came up, he saw Fan Zhao, who looked like an old cadre, and Qiao Zhen, who looked timid. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "You arrived so early?"
"Hmm." Fan Zhao was as concise as ever, suppressing his smile and glancing at Qiao Zhen a few times. "Your adopted daughter is quite interesting."
Du Feng looked at Fan Zhao in surprise. He couldn't imagine what Fan Zhao's jokes would be like, but today he unexpectedly witnessed it. He bent down and pinched Qiao Zhen's cheek. "Oh, this poor little thing?"
Qiao Zhen glared at Du Feng, her eyes filled with a mixture of murderous intent, rage, and domineering aura. Regardless of the specific type of aura, its destructive power was off the charts. If Du Feng hadn't been familiar with Qiao Zhen's temperament, anyone else would have been either dead or seriously injured.
Fan Zhao frowned as he watched the two of them being intimate. Although he felt inexplicably displeased, he did not stop them.
Qiao Zhen slapped Du Feng's hand down, "If you pinch me again, I'll..." shove you back into my belly!
But she dared not say those words again; she probably would never dare to mention them again in her life.
Qiao Zhen glanced at Fan Zhao behind Du Feng, and coincidentally, their eyes met. She immediately sat up straight, looking at Du Feng with a fury that seemed about to burst forth.
Although Fan Zhao only saw the corner of her eye, he could easily sense that Qiao Zhen was angry but also felt a little resentful.
Du Feng didn't know what had happened between the two, but he sensed that the atmosphere between Qiao Zhen and Fan Zhao was somewhat subtle. He raised an eyebrow at Fan Zhao, "Has Qiao Zhenzhen done something stupid again?"
Qiao Zhen's face instantly turned miserable.
Fan Zhao looked at Qiao Zhen with a hint of a smile in his eyes, "Well, she just said she wanted to put me back in her belly, but in fact, that will never happen in this lifetime."
Qiao Zhen retorted softly, "I wasn't paying attention while I was playing the game. I thought it was you sitting next to me, so after I lost the game..."
She wisely kept the rest of her words to herself.
Du Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Fan Zhao, and then burst into laughter, collapsing onto the sofa. "So you were just trying to stuff me back into your belly? Hahahaha, Qiao Zhenzhen, you're so funny, hahahahaha."
What's so funny...?
Fan Zhao said in a serious tone, "In fact, no matter who you say this to, it's impossible to stuff someone into your stomach in this lifetime."
Qiao Zhen still felt incredibly awkward, and besides, she had only said it in anger, not that she really intended to put Du Feng or Fan Zhao back into her stomach. "Hmm, that makes a lot of sense."
Du Feng rubbed his stomach, which ached from laughing. "You guys are really something. Alright, let's eat dinner."
Fan Zhao frowned, as if he couldn't understand what Du Feng meant by "amazing".
Qiao Zhen understood. Du Feng was saying that putting her and Fan Zhao together seemed like a joke, which Du Feng thought was a very "impressive" thing.
At the dinner table, neither Du Feng nor Fan Zhao spoke, so Qiao Zhen didn't utter a single syllable either, creating a somewhat heavy atmosphere.
When Qiao Zhen saw Fan Zhao drink the still-warm black chicken soup, she tried to scoop some into her bowl with a serving spoon. She eagerly took a small sip, and the scalding sensation made her want to cry instantly, but she still smiled and forced back the saline solution.
But Fan Zhao seemed oblivious, continuing to drink his soup as if every spoonful had been carefully measured, so precisely.
Du Feng didn't notice anything amiss from beginning to end, and Qiao Zhen couldn't help but curse the idiot inwardly.
"It's better to rely on yourself than others," Qiao Zhen thought, stuffing a mouthful of the insanely spicy tofu into her mouth. Her face instantly turned red from the spiciness, and she mumbled, "Du Feng, water! Water!"
Du Feng looked at Qiao Zhen, who was covered in tears and snot, and after saying "Damn it!" he pushed the chair away with a short, sharp "hiss" sound and went out to get water.
Qiao Zhen watched his figure disappear through the door of the private room, and she immediately handed the bottled water from her bag to Fan Zhao, "Are you crazy?! That soup wasn't even cold, and you still drank so much!"
Fan Zhao didn't take it, so she pushed the bottled water towards him again, "Hey! You haven't tried it before, so if you don't want to ruin your tongue, take a sip!"
He took it, unscrewed the cap, and put a mouthful of cold mineral water in his mouth.
Qiao Zhen handed over a tissue from her bag. "Here, spit it out and throw it in the trash can."
Fan Zhao did as she said.
Qiao Zhen leaned closer and said, "Open your mouth."
Fan Zhao opened his mouth, his eyelashes trembling more frequently as he stared longingly at Qiao Zhen.
"It's all swollen, can't you taste how hot it is?" Qiao Zhen turned his head and examined his tongue closely, which was red and swollen. "It's okay, it's just a little swollen, some anti-inflammatory medicine will do."
Her body stiffened abruptly, as if she had thought of something. She then returned to her original position, a polite yet distant smile on her face. "I don't know why you're keeping this a secret, but you have your reasons, so I'll keep it quiet. Drink some more mineral water; Du Feng will be back soon."
The bewilderment on Fan Zhao's face hadn't faded yet. She had just seemed to care about him a moment ago, but then she visibly stiffened and shrank back.
Du Feng returned quickly and handed the iced mineral water to Qiao Zhen. "Hey, you know you can't eat spicy food, but you still ate spicy tofu. You're really going all out for food."
Qiao Zhen picked up a bottle of mineral water and gulped down a few mouthfuls. She looked at Du Feng with a wronged, smug, and defiant expression. "Don't you know my foodie nature?"
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