Chapter 855: Chapter 835: Eating Hotpot
Jimo Cheng looked at Luo Qianqian tenderly: "Jin Yuee, I will protect you."
Listening to Jimo Cheng’s random and sudden words, Luo Qianqian could only smile, nod, and remain silent.
Fang Youyuan was completely oblivious to the fact that he was an oversized third wheel, quietly following beside the two.
"What does Jin Yuee want to eat?" Fang Youyuan asked, "Forget about fast food on a day like this, let’s find a warm place to sit down and eat slowly."
Luo Qianqian nodded: "Hotpot? Barbecue? Sichuan cuisine?..." Struggling to think of foods that make her sweat, Luo Qianqian blinked. Actually, eating sushi makes you sweat too, from the wasabi spiciness.
"Sichuan cuisine is too spicy; it’s not good for girls." Fang Youyuan dismissed it immediately.
Jimo Cheng hesitated for a moment: "Then let’s go with hotpot." Remembering that last time during the BBQ, Luo Qianqian ended up with a ’stomachache,’ he didn’t want it to happen again, especially in front of him.
Luo Qianqian nodded again, not really bothered, since she was pretty full.
However, once seated at the hotpot restaurant, Luo Qianqian realized she’d underestimated herself. When the ingredients arrived, her stomach surprisingly started to growl. Fortunately, the sound was quiet and went unheard.
"Jin Yuee, eat." Each time Jimo Cheng picked a piece for himself, he’d pick one for Luo Qianqian.
And what about Fang Youyuan? After his breakfast, he was responsible for the cooking...
Similarly, Luo Qianqian who had also had breakfast, was responsible for eating, eating joyfully without thinking.
After eating a fair amount, Jimo Cheng spoke slowly: "I thought about a lot yesterday."
Luo Qianqian and Fang Youyuan both turned to look at him.
"The best solution now is for us to become strong enough, so we won’t be manipulated." Jimo Cheng was earnest, "It’s a fact that Jin Yuee has become a target. If we break apart at this time, that’s the stupidest thing. If Jin Yuee doesn’t represent the Jimo Family, doesn’t it mean those people can act anytime?"
"Senior Brother." Luo Qianqian was taken aback, then shook her head: "The likelihood of directly targeting me is not high; we have strict rules." Comparable to the thickness of all behavioral norms since childhood, was it a joke?
"That’s for you, for you all, not for us." said Jimo Cheng very seriously.
"I thought about my parents’ accident carefully, there were no signs, as if it were just an accident." Jimo Cheng’s seriousness was something Luo Qianqian had never seen, a cold solemnity: "But no signs, no struggle, no witnesses, apart from them, no one else was hurt, as if they knew it was death but rushed in anyway."
Luo Qianqian blinked, wasn’t that just an accident?
After a moment of silence, Luo Qianqian said: "I shouldn’t be that stupid, right? Wouldn’t I sense if someone has ill intentions toward me?"
Fang Youyuan proved with action...
Holding a fruit fork, he aimed directly at Luo Qianqian’s throat. Although Luo Qianqian felt something was off, she didn’t dodge and looked at Fang Youyuan in a daze.
Fang Youyuan stopped and looked at Luo Qianqian: "If I had a knife and truly wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead."
"But Senior Brother doesn’t want to kill me, that’s the point." Luo Qianqian said earnestly: "Because there’s no malice, there’s no need to dodge."
"But, what about nerve poisons?" Jimo Cheng looked at Luo Qianqian seriously.
Luo Qianqian was stunned for a moment and then fell silent. Such things can’t be considered.
"Alright, alright, let’s say you guys are right, onto the next topic." Facing their serious expressions, Luo Qianqian was speechless and quickly waved her hands, with a face full of grievance; she was just casually retorting.
Jimo Zhang was about to say something when suddenly sounds from the adjoining private room — sounds that made people blush — reached their ears.
Luo Qianqian was momentarily stunned, then her mouth opened wide, immediately covering it with her hand.
Jimo Cheng froze for a moment, immediately got up, and covered Luo Qianqian’s ears.
Even Fang Youyuan’s face turned dark, this was a restaurant, what were they doing?
The noise quickly attracted the attention of the waitstaff and the diners inside.
Those who should have avoided the scene avoided it, while those interested in the commotion watched it.
The door to their private room had always been ajar, convenient for ordering more food.
After all, aside from what they initially ordered, they had called for a bunch, leaving Luo Qianqian with a round belly and a satisfied look.
There were only a few private rooms, and this open door was immediately noticed, but seeing the blushing boys and girls, and a girl eating fruit with her ears covered, they dismissed the option — it was clearly a sibling gathering.
In the second room, after knocking, the noise didn’t stop, but a male voice yelled angrily: "Get out of the way, I’ve booked the place!"
The waiter was stunned, unsure of what to do, Fang Youyuan looked at Luo Qianqian and slowly spoke: "Should we call the police? This should be considered as group indecency."
The waiter sighed in relief and picked up the phone, while others engaged in recording the incident.
After finishing her fruit, Luo Qianqian slowly said: "Senior Brother, let’s go, I want to have some cakes."
Jimo Cheng nodded, letting Luo Qianqian stand up, his hand never releasing hers, following behind her.
Fang Youyuan dutifully paid the bill and joined them, until they were out of the restaurant, Luo Qianqian blinked, "Shall we go eat cake?"
"Let’s go then." Fang Youyuan shook his head helplessly, glanced at the time: "You won’t need lunch."
Luo Qianqian raised her wrist to check the time: "Oh... but I can have afternoon tea."
Sticking out her tongue, Luo Qianqian was equally bewildered, was she eating too much?
Why didn’t she feel full at all?
After having the cake, the three returned to the hotel to continue their conversation.
"So, going back to the previous topic, you must maintain surface-level friendship with the Jimo Family." Jimo Cheng was earnest.
Luo Qianqian touched her head: "Senior Brother, you’re talking as if you’re unrelated to the Jimo Family."
"I still am now." Jimo Cheng smiled bitterly: "Who knows in the future?"
The blow from yesterday was too great, leaving him unable to think about anything else but protecting Grandpa Kong and Luo Qianqian.
Mentally and physically exhausted, nothing surpasses this.
"Senior Brother, you need to know, Grandpa Kong..."
"Teacher wouldn’t be aware." Fang Youyuan immediately shook his head to deny.
Though he wasn’t present yesterday, he roughly understood certain matters thanks to everyone’s words.
"What I mean." Luo Qianqian, exasperated, looked at Fang Youyuan: "Understand that Grandpa Kong is old and can’t take shocks!"
