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When Fu Ciyan saw Lu Yao come out, he stood up to greet her: "Is it over?"

Lu Yao nodded: "President Zhou wants to treat us to dinner, and I've accepted."

Fu Ciyan paused, then looked up at Zhou Jinlu, who was coming out of the consultation room. Zhou Jinlu's face was pale and bloodless, probably because he had just finished treatment.

"General Fu, I'm sorry to have troubled you and Miss Lu Yao these past few days. Let's have a simple meal together," Zhou Jinlu said politely as he approached.

Fu Ciyan nodded slightly: "Then I'll trouble President Zhou to spend the money."

"Of course, let's go. My assistant has already made the hotel reservations, let's go straight there."

The three walked out of the hospital side by side.

Fu Ciyan naturally put his arm around Lu Yao's waist. Zhou Jinlu walked on the other side, maintaining a just-right distance.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

At the hospital entrance, Zhou Jinlu's assistant was already waiting by the car. Upon seeing the three of them come out, he immediately bowed and opened the car door.

"Miss Lu Yao, General Fu, please." Zhou Jinlu raised his hand in greeting.

Fu Ciyan helped Lu Yao into the car first, and then got in himself.

Zhou Jinlu got into the car from the other side and sat in the passenger seat.

The car smoothly entered the traffic.

The carriage was quiet, and no one spoke for a moment. Fu Ciyan gently took her hand and let her lean on his shoulder.

Zhou Jinlu saw this scene through the rearview mirror, his eyes darkened, and he looked away.

The car stopped in front of a quiet, private restaurant.

This restaurant is a quiet oasis in the heart of the city, hidden in an old-fashioned courtyard in a bustling area. Its gray bricks and tiles, and swaying bamboo shadows, stand in stark contrast to the modern buildings around it.

"The dishes at this restaurant are very light, which is suitable for your current situation," Zhou Jinlu explained to Lu Yao after getting out of the car. "The head chef is skilled in medicinal cuisine and has a family secret recipe for nourishing the body during pregnancy."

Lu Yao was somewhat surprised; she hadn't expected him to consider this.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou." She smiled and her eyes crinkled.

Zhou Jinlu smiled slightly, said nothing, and simply raised his hand to lead the way.

The three of them walked through the courtyard and along the blue stone path.

From deep within the courtyard, faint voices could be heard.

Several tables of guests were chatting in the pavilion in the courtyard.

Just as they were about to enter the reserved private room, a voice came from behind them.

"Oh, isn't this President Zhou, General Fu, and Miss Lu Yao? I didn't expect to run into you here!"

The three paused slightly and turned their heads to look.

A young man dressed in dark gray casual wear walked over from the side corridor.

The man smiled, his gaze unabashedly fixed on Lu Yao, even sweeping over her abdomen, before looking at Zhou Jinlu and Fu Ciyan.

It's Sun Qian, from a collateral branch of the Sun family. I saw him before at the "Starlight Project" auction.

Lu Yao still remembered him somewhat, but the way he had looked at her earlier made her dislike him.

Fu Ciyan subtly shielded her to his side.

At this moment, Zhou Jinlu spoke in a cold voice: "Is there something you need?"

Although they are all young noblemen of the new generation in the Federation, Sun Qian's status is clearly not comparable to theirs.

"I just happened to see the three of you and came over to say hello. Mr. Zhou, is something good about to happen? Has Miss Lu Yao accepted your pursuit? General Fu is truly magnanimous!"

One sentence caused the expressions of all three people to change.

"Sun Qian," Zhou Jinlu warned, "you'd better think before you speak."

Sun Qian's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered.

"Mr. Zhou, please don't misunderstand. I was just saying it casually, just joking." He waved his hand with a smile, but his gaze passed over Zhou Jinlu and landed on Lu Yao again. "Miss Lu Yao, you won't mind, will you?"

Lu Yao peeked out from beside Fu Ciyan and met Sun Qian's sticky gaze.

"Mr. Sun," she said coldly, "a joke is only a joke if the person involved finds it funny. Do I look like I'm laughing?"

Sun Qian's smile froze completely.

He clearly hadn't expected Lu Yao to respond so directly.

Zhou Jinlu's lips curved slightly, and Fu Ciyan glanced down at Lu Yao, a smile flashing in his eyes.

"Miss Lu Yao is right, I was presumptuous." Sun Qian chuckled twice, then tactfully took a step back. "Then I won't disturb your meal any longer, farewell."

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn and leave when Fu Ciyan called out to him, "Wait a moment."

Sun Qian paused, turning to look at Fu Ciyan: "General Fu, is there anything else?"

Fu Ciyan looked down at him coldly, his deep black eyes devoid of any emotion, as if he were looking at a dead man. This inexplicably sent a chill down Sun Qian's spine, and he vaguely regretted coming to provoke him. The wine he had drunk was sobered up by the fright.

"The Sun family isn't mining on the planet, so you should volunteer to go," Fu Ciyan said, not as a suggestion, but as a notification.

Sun Qian's face turned pale. What kind of place was the mining star? Asking him to volunteer to go there was tantamount to exiling him to the "frontier".

"General Fu, isn't this a bit inappropriate? I was just joking. I had a few drinks and didn't know my limits. I apologize to you. Please forgive me and let me go!" Sun Qian became humble at this moment, bowing and apologizing.

"If you don't want to take the initiative, I can talk to Patriarch Sun about this personally." Fu Ciyan clearly didn't intend to give him that option.

Sun Qian paused, his smile fading. "No, General Fu, please spare me! I'll volunteer, okay? I'll volunteer! I'm sorry, please forgive me!"

If Fu Ciyan really told the family head about this, then his situation would be more serious than just being exiled to the "frontier".

Sun Qian practically fled in panic.

He staggered across the courtyard, nearly tripping over the bluestone steps.

Lu Yao withdrew her gaze and looked up at Fu Ciyan.

Fu Ciyan said calmly, "He was definitely involved in the Xinxing Technology incident last time, but there's no direct evidence."

The implication is that he couldn't find an opportunity to punish this person, but this guy just walked right into his trap and asked to be beaten up.

Zhou Jinlu glanced at Fu Ciyan knowingly.

He then said to Lu Yao, "Let's go inside. We haven't eaten yet. Don't let this kind of person ruin our mood."

The three of them entered the private room.

The private rooms at this private restaurant are elegantly designed, and you can see the green bamboo in the courtyard by opening the carved wooden windows.

Zhou Jinlu was very careful when ordering food, asking Lu Yao about her tastes and dietary restrictions for each dish, and even specifically instructing the kitchen to use less oil and salt.

Just then, Fu Ciyan's terminal vibrated. The man glanced at it, then answered with a calm expression: "Patriarch Sun..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yao looked up at him, somewhat surprised. They had just run into Sun Qian outside, and Fu Ciyan had already received a contact from the Sun family head so quickly.

This is definitely not a coincidence.

Zhou Jinlu didn't seem surprised at all. He handed the menu to the waiter and softly instructed, "Serve the food as soon as possible."