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Lin Chuan grinned, "I'm just worried you two might be picky eaters."

"Picky eaters?"

Shen Qianqian said somewhat indignantly, "Chairman Lin, both Qingqing and I have been eating takeout for over half a month now. Our waists have slimmed down two sizes. What's there left to be picky about?"

Lin Chuan's gaze fell on Shen Qianqian's waist, which was already slim and without any excess fat. Now, it seemed she had indeed slimmed down quite a bit.

"So you actually looked, huh." Shen Qianqian huffed.

"Cough."

Lin Chuan coughed, "Then you lead the way."

Shen Qianqian turned around, purse her lips, her mouth corners upturned in a smile.

She and Xia Qingqing knew that Lin Chuan had been busy lately. Just today, running back and forth, he had made four or five trips to the toy factory alone.

On two of those trips, his clothes ended up all dirty, covered in grease.

According to him, there was a problem with the machinery, so he fixed it himself.

So, how could she bear to leave Lin Chuan behind and go eat a big meal with Xia Qingqing?

Xia Qingqing was at the elevator entrance, dressed in a light blue long-sleeve blouse, silky and flowing, with a subtly pleated design at the neckline, paired with a long skirt, both intellectual and youthful.

She saw Shen Qianqian bringing Lin Chuan out, her pure features smiling brightly, "I just booked Yucai Restaurant. It's not far from here, downstairs. I've been there once; the taste is quite good."

"Okay."

Lin Chuan nodded and entered the elevator with the two women.

Yucai Restaurant was famously known in the Qingxiu District for hosting business events and negotiations. Most are held there.

Zhang Xinxin had been there many times.

Thus, Lin Chuan was fairly familiar with the restaurant.

Yucai Restaurant had a spacious and bright lobby, with a high ceiling from which luxurious chandeliers hung, casting a soft, evenly scattered light. The floors were dark marble tiles, and the walls were adorned with several paintings that, although replicas, created an artistic atmosphere.

Lin Chuan, Xia Qingqing, and Shen Qianqian, led by the receptionist, took the elevator to the sixth floor to a private room.

The wooden dining table had exquisitely designed patterns, even the bowls, and utensils were meticulously crafted blue and white porcelain.

"It looks like I'll have to splurge on this meal."

After the staff closed the door, Lin Chuan chuckled.

"Don't worry, you won't go bankrupt on us," Shen Qianqian said smilingly with her lips pursed.

"I don't eat much either."

Xia Qingqing chimed in, then she and Shen Qianqian picked up the menu and ordered four dishes and one soup, plus a main dish.

Lin Chuan glanced at the menu, "Steamed garlic prawns, stir-fried vegetable hearts, sizzling beef, roast duck, a traditional Chinese soup, and abalone rice, is that enough?"

"This place serves generous portions," Xia Qingqing nodded.

"Then that's settled."

Lin Chuan put down the menu and personally poured some orange juice for the two policewomen, saying courteously, "Officers, you've worked hard these past weeks."

Shen Qianqian and Xia Qingqing exchanged a smile, graciously accepted the orange juice, and took a sip.

Recently, Xia Qingqing had been busy helping Lin Chuan apply for patents, filled with many questions and no time to ask.

Now she finally caught the opportunity.

She sat next to Lin Chuan, "Lin Chuan, lately, you've been quite busy without a heads-up, publishing novels, dealing with military weapons, technology companies... I feel like you're almost too knowledgeable."

Lin Chuan poured himself some orange juice, took a sip, and then he chuckled, "Isn't that a good thing?"

"It does, but I have some doubts," Xia Qingqing lifted her clear and curious eyes towards Lin Chuan.

"You want to ask why I know all this?" Lin Chuan took the lead in asking.

Xia Qingqing looked at Shen Qianqian and then met Lin Chuan's gaze and nodded, "Yes."

Shen Qianqian and Lin Chuan had previously shared their anxieties regarding weapons, so her curiosity wasn't as great.

But Xia Qingqing was different.

Her understanding of Lin Chuan was still at the addictive drugs stage, especially when she participated in the arrest operation involving Yu Keke and closely cooperated with Lin Chuan.

As for military weapons, she was truly unaware of how much Lin Chuan knew.

"I'm one in a million genius, do you believe me?"

Lin Chuan said jokingly.

Xia Qingqing, originally serious, burst into laughter at Lin Chuan's teasing: "Last time you told me a story about how interested you were in chemistry since middle school and went blah blah blah, and finally learned to make addictive drugs. Now, are you going to say you're also interested in weapons and quite talented, huh?"

Lin Chuan nodded twice: "Is there a problem with that?"

"Do you think I'm one of those naive girls who are easy to deceive?" Xia Qingqing chided him.

This guy never tells the truth.

Lin Chuan glanced up and down at Xia Qingqing, her slender figure, delicate collarbone, pure and somewhat naïve face, and excellent skin condition. Although she looked slightly tired from work, under the slightly white light of the private room, her skin still appeared plump and smooth.

So, Lin Chuan nodded: "Aren't you?"

"You..."

Xia Qingqing pursed her lips and couldn't help straightening her back, huffing, "How am I still a naive girl?"

Her waistline accentuated, and her full curves fell into Lin Chuan's view.

Lin Chuan quickly coughed: "Sorry, let me correct that to a naive big girl."

Fine branches, heavy fruits.

Only slightly smaller than those of the Little Landlady, but definitely top-notch.

Xia Qingqing's face turned a bit rosy, and she huffed again: "You, you're never serious."

"Flirting like this, you'll get flustered!"

Shen Qianqian also made a comment.

She was initially just watching the drama unfold, but unexpectedly the wheel rolled over her own face. Is this how web novel writers operate?

Start driving without reason?

"If web novel writers don't drive, who would read them?" Lin Chuan laughed.

"Your book crosses all sorts of lines to pass the check, except for driving. How do you explain that?" Shen Qianqian asked.

Lin Chuan shook his head: "Qianqian, do you like reading about driving?"

"Uh?"

At Lin Chuan's question, Shen Qianqian's face turned red.

The questioning by the two policewomen was decrypted by Lin Chuan in just a few words.

Xia Qingqing's initial question wasn't directly answered by Lin Chuan, mainly because it was tricky to respond.

If he really had to answer, there would only be one word.

Cheating!

'Sorry, I'm a cheater!' Lin Chuan thought to himself.

During their talk, the waiter quickly served the dishes.

The portion was indeed very generous.

Until a plate of steamed garlic prawns was rotating on the table's turntable, coming to a stop in front of Lin Chuan, and then, Xia Qingqing's eyes, clear as autumn water, blinked at him.

'Trouble.'

Lin Chuan recalled the times he had peeled prawns for Xia Qingqing and then for the Little Landlady.

Given the current situation, peeling for Xia Qingqing would surely mean having to peel for Shen Qianqian next, this would be endless.

No way, no way!

I need to escape!

"Qingqing, Qianqian, I need to go to the bathroom." Lin Chuan quickly found an excuse to escape, smoking out of the private room, and on the way, he went to the front desk to pay the bill.

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