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Lu Rou put down her napkin, the sweet taste of the dessert still lingering on her lips. When she looked up, her eyes were brimming with light, as if they held tiny stars.

"Then I'll pay the bill," Lu Rou said, waving to the waiter.

Jun Yan spoke up to stop him: "No need."

Lu Rou paused, her eyes filled with confusion. She tilted her head slightly to one side and blinked.

"why?"

Jun Yan casually rested his hands on the armrests, his composed demeanor revealing his calm and collected nature.

"I have a credit card here, and I guess the bill has already been settled by now."

Upon hearing this, Lu Rou frowned slightly and said seriously, "Boss Jun, didn't we agree that I would treat you to dinner?"

Jun Yan met Lu Rou's gaze and said unhurriedly, "Then next time we have the chance to go out for dinner together, Miss Lu, how about you pay?"

Next time, there will be an opportunity. Mr. Jun, you're being way too obvious.

Lu Rou cut to the chase: "Mr. Jun, you seem to have ulterior motives for wanting to have dinner with me."

Unexpectedly, Lu Rou asked this question, and Jun Yan said directly, "You could say that."

"What do I have that Mr. Jun would want?"

Lu Rou deliberately emphasized the word "I" and looked directly at Jun Yan.

Jun Yan's deep eyes were fixed on Lu Rou, and without any beating around the bush, he said firmly, "You."

Lu Rou looked away, raised her hand to smooth the stray hairs by her ear, and said with a smile, "Mr. Jun is joking."

Jun Yan's tone was calm and deep, each word clear: "I never joke."

That expression seemed to be a declaration of sovereignty, and the surrounding air became ambiguous because of it, everything was self-evident.

Lu Rou felt her heart pounding and her ears burning; she didn't know how to respond.

The two walked out of the Western restaurant side by side, a gentle evening breeze ruffling a few strands of Lu Rou's hair.

Jun Yan broke the silence first, his deep eyes fixed intently on Lu Rou.

"Next, would you like to go home or go somewhere else?"

Sun Changguo texted to say that all the talismans had been bought, so she drew a batch last night.

"Let's go to the antique shop."

Junyan suggested, "Then I'll take you."

Lu Rou did not refuse: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Boss Jun."

Jun Yan quickly took a few steps and opened the passenger door first, holding the top of the door with one hand to prevent Lu Rou from bumping her head.

Lu Rou nodded slightly in thanks, then turned and sat in the car, her skirt swaying gently, revealing a touch of allure.

Once she was seated, Junyan closed the car door and quickly walked back to the driver's seat.

The interior of the car was quiet, with only soothing music playing.

Jun Yan focused on driving, occasionally glancing at Lu Rou out of the corner of his eye. Seeing her peaceful sleeping face, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

As they approached the Kyoto Bridge, Lu Rou suddenly opened her eyes, her expression serious.

Jun Yan watched as Lu Rou suddenly woke up and asked softly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

“No, we can’t drive on the bridge now.” After saying that, Lu Rou rummaged through her bag to get her phone.

Seeing Lu Rou's serious expression, he didn't ask any more questions and parked the car on the side of the road.

Qiao Sheng had just finished his non-stop work and was so exhausted that his bones felt like they were going to fall apart. The food in his lunchbox was still steaming.

He had only taken a quick bite, and before his taste buds could even savor it, his phone screen suddenly lit up, showing Lu Rou as the caller ID.

He didn't even have time to swallow, his hand flew across the answer button without the slightest hesitation; Lu Rou's call must have something important to say.

The moment the call connected, Lu Rou's voice was like a taut string, urgent and resolute, carrying an overwhelming sense of tension.

"Quickly bring men to seal off the Jinghai Bridge! It will collapse within half an hour!"

The voice was icy cold; each word struck Qiao Sheng's eardrums like a heavy hammer.

Qiao Sheng's body jolted violently, and he jumped up from his seat as if he had been electrocuted.

He unconsciously swung his elbow, knocking over a half-empty bottle of water beside him. The clear water flowed freely across the table, soaking the documents.

The drops fell to the ground, but he didn't care about that at the moment.

The Jinghai Bridge, which is 2400 kilometers long, is the busiest transportation artery in the country in terms of daily vehicle traffic, and it is currently during the peak commuting and school hours.

The city is bustling with traffic, but if the bridge were to collapse, it would be a catastrophic disaster, resulting in countless deaths and injuries, paralyzing traffic, and plunging the city into chaos.

The unimaginable consequences surged into my mind like a tidal wave.

Qiao Sheng's forehead instantly broke out in fine beads of sweat, his palms were also wet, his fingers gripping the phone turned white from the force, his Adam's apple bobbed violently, he swallowed hard, and shouted at Lu Rou on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away!"

The instant he hung up the phone, Qiao Sheng's fingers flew across the dial number of Xu Zheng, the Minister of State Security.

As soon as the call connected, he reported the situation at lightning speed: "Minister Xu, Lu Rou called to say that the Jinghai Bridge will collapse within half an hour and requests an immediate closure!"

Xu Zheng knew Lu Rou's abilities and caution well, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately expressed his opinion.

"Do as she says, I'll arrange the manpower immediately."

However, as soon as the message was relayed, Vice Minister Liao Yan stormed into the conference room with a dark face, slamming the document in his hand heavily on the table with a loud "bang," his face full of anger.

"Xu Zheng, have you gone mad? Blocking the main road to Kyoto without any evidence is bound to cause public panic. What if the bridge doesn't collapse in the end? Who can bear the responsibility!"

Xu Zheng's expression was solemn, his gaze sharp as he looked directly into Liao Yan's eyes and spoke with unwavering resolve.

“I trust Lu Rou. She wouldn’t joke about something like this. The situation is urgent, and we can’t afford to waste a second.”

Liao Yan was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, and he raised his voice to refute.

"Can trust be used as evidence? If something goes wrong, the pressure from public opinion and the accountability from above will leave us in deep trouble!"

Xu Zheng took a deep breath, straightened his back, and spoke in a steady and powerful voice.

"As the Minister of State Security, I guarantee that if this is false information, and the bridge is ultimately sealed off but doesn't collapse, I will bear all the consequences!"

The conference room fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Xu Zheng, as if the air itself had frozen.

A moment later, Xu Zheng slammed his hand on the table and gave the order: "Immediately seal off the Jinghai Bridge!"

The orders were relayed down the chain of command, and sirens blared throughout Kyoto in an instant.

Traffic police, special police, and national security personnel rushed to the Jinghai Bridge, and various warning signs and roadblocks were continuously transported to the scene.

Qiao Sheng led the way, directing the team to move in an orderly manner.

"Group 1, guard the south end of the bridge and direct traffic; Group 2, go to the north end to assist the traffic police in diverting traffic; Group 3, follow me onto the bridge to conduct inspections, quick!"

But the blockade was easier said than done. The drivers on the bridge were confused and rolled down their windows, with complaints and curses rising and falling.

"What the hell is going on! Closing the roads during rush hour, are you trying to stop people from getting to work?!"

A middle-aged man poked his head out and roared angrily.

Qiao Sheng strode forward, showed his identification, and loudly explained, "Listen up, everyone, the bridge is dangerous. Please cooperate with us and evacuate immediately!"

Despite his desperate appeals, some people remained unconvinced, and some even attempted to force their way through the checkpoint.