Qiao Zhen kicked Zhuo Jue's thigh. "What did you mean by that just now?"
Zhuo Jue turned to look at Qiao Zhen, "Don't you think Fan Zhao is a bit strange?"
What's so strange?
Qiao Zhen looked at Zhuo Jue.
Zhuo Jue rolled his eyes and answered irrelevantly, "I heard they're having a gathering in Shengxing around the 15th of October, with Fan Zhao and Du Feng there. Do you want to go?"
"No." Qiao Zhen answered decisively. Du Feng, that little bitch brother, was afraid that the original owner would be led astray by those people, so he only took her to one party, just to introduce her to someone.
"No way, how will you discover Fan Zhao's strangeness if you don't go?" Zhuo Jue raised an eyebrow and sat up. "Sister, it's better to get it over with quickly than to suffer for a long time. Get to the bottom of him as soon as possible."
Qiao Zhen got up, ignored him, and went straight upstairs. She took a shower, changed her clothes, and continued her online activities.
Fan Zhao handled the online situation very roughly, adhering to the principle of "like it or not, it's up to him." Although he lost some fans, a new group of fans started shipping him, so the impact wasn't significant.
The next day, Qiao Zhen called Fan Zhao to say she would bring him lunch. Fan Zhao was very happy and walked with a swagger, his smile lasting all morning.
At noon, Qiao Zhen went to Fan's company to find Fan Zhao. Because she had made an appointment in advance, she was able to take the president's private elevator to the top floor without any problems.
Fan Zhao tried his best to keep a straight face, pretending to be engrossed in reading the documents, but his eyes kept glancing at Qiao Zhen. Qiao Zhen didn't disturb him, simply sitting casually on the sofa and putting on her headphones to play King of Glory.
Qiao Zhen has a bad habit when playing King of Glory: she likes to mutter to herself. She may not be aware of it, but in this large and quiet office, her voice is very clear.
Her Da Qiao just sent a thousand miles to wipe out the entire team.
That's terrible.
Fan Zhao threw the pen aside in a huff, sat down next to Qiao Zhen, took her phone away, and kissed her lips. "Look at me."
Qiao Zhen blinked and wrapped her arms around Fan Zhao's neck in response. She cleverly appeased him first to set the stage before asking for his phone!
As the sound of a hero's resurrection rang out, Fan Zhao shoved the phone back into Qiao Zhen's hand. He swore that if he had been even 0.001 seconds later, Qiao Zhen would have been furious.
What if a boyfriend's status isn't as high as a game's?
Of course, we should indulge her!
Qiao Zhen immediately unleashed another powerful attack, wiping out the entire team and forcing them to surrender. She casually tossed her phone onto the sofa, her eyes crinkling with a smile, "What's more important than you than a game?"
Fan Zhao's eyes shone even brighter than before. "What did you bring for lunch today?"
Qiao Zhen placed the insulated food container on the low table in front of the sofa. "There are braised pork ribs, tofu soup, and rice. I'll serve you some."
Fan Zhao grabbed her hand, "You feed me."
Qiao Zhen didn't refuse. She fed Fan Zhao the warm tofu soup and asked, "Does it taste good?"
"have!"
Well, there's one thing she's almost certain of: the fact that such a Mary Sue-like character would appear in an elite person like Fan Zhao is the work of that bastard system.
Her gaze deepened. "Then I'll feed you from now on, okay?"
Fan Zhao's heart suddenly raced. "Okay."
While feeding the animals, Qiao Zhen casually said, "I think you have a party during the Ghost Festival. Do you need me to go with you?"
Fan Zhao remained silent for a moment, his demeanor revealing nothing of his deliberation to Qiao Zhen. "It's necessary."
"Okay." After feeding Fan Zhao, Qiao Zhen took the empty insulated box back. Because Fan Zhao was eating so heartily, she was envious, so she ended up eating most of the food and soup herself.
Qiao Zhen: [How much are my assets?]
Xiao Ling: [One billion.]
Qiao Zhen: [Okay.]
Although the system is very good at making money, it is almost useless in ancient mission worlds. So Qiao Zhen is planning to buy gold bars. After all, gold is a very valuable thing in any mission world. It's better to be prepared.
Xiao Ling: [Fan Zhao's feelings for you just deepened a bit, but it hasn't progressed from liking to love. Shouldn't you reflect on that?]
Qiao Zhen: [Is this in the mission? Shouldn't you be the one reflecting on your actions? Is your main system an idiot or just plain stupid? They actually sent you to scheme against me; you practically wrote your scheme on your screen!]
Xiao Ling looked down at her empty screen. [Nothing was written. How come I didn't see it?]
[...] Idiot.
Qiao Zhen directly blocked Xiao Ling.
She's been increasingly speculating about the system lately, with no fewer than twenty different theories about its purpose. She's vaguely guessed the identity of her mission target, but she just can't seem to connect it to modern technology. After all, everyone in the Celestial Realm has their own duties, and even without the mission target, the Celestial Realm would still thrive.
In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of October. Qiao Zhen and Fan Zhao went to Shengxing together. The friends in the private room had already started eating, drinking and having fun, but when Qiao Zhen walked in arm in arm with Fan Zhao, they became as quiet as chickens.
"Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, Qiao Zhen." Fan Zhao pulled Qiao Zhen to sit down in a corner.
Du Feng retorted, "Let me introduce you, this is my sister, Qiao Zhen."
Zhuo Jue also joined in the fun, "Let me introduce you, this is my younger sister, Qiao Zhen."
No one dared to flirt with Qiao Zhen because her backing was both powerful and solid.
Fan Zhao has no shortage of suitors; several women are already looking at each other in bewilderment.
Lin Fan laughed and scolded, "Fan Zhao, that's not fair of you! You have a girlfriend but you don't even bring her out to hang out with us. Are you looking down on us or are you keeping your distance from us?"
Yan Le said sarcastically, "Because they're afraid of being embarrassed by bringing them out, what else could it be?"
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