The system forced me to blow up the female lead's fishpond.

The No. 1 Restaurant in the World truly lived up to its reputation as the most prosperous place in Nanliyue Star City. Guests sat in groups of three or five around the tables, chatting and laughing, drinking and singing.

As soon as Shen Zhizhi stepped inside, the rich aroma of wine and food wafted towards her, making her mouth water.

The first floor was a bustling place of singing and dancing, a place for ordinary people to seek pleasure. The second floor, on the other hand, consisted of private rooms, with a more elegant environment, accessible only to distinguished guests.

Shen Zhizhi sat down in the private room, and in amazement, she leaned her head out over the railing, squinted at the music and dance downstairs, and clicked her tongue in admiration, "No wonder it is the number one brothel in the world, it is really good."

"Be careful not to fall."

Chu Chouchi reached out and grabbed her by the back of her neck, and she was immediately lifted back like a little chick.

Shen Zhizhi chuckled and settled herself down, watching as the meals were served one after another.

She propped her head up with her hand, staring wide-eyed at the large, exquisitely prepared feast on the round table, its aroma filling the air. She counted on her fingers that there were more than a dozen dishes, an extravagant display of wealth.

Looking at this table full of delicacies, Shen Zhizhi was not happy at all.

You should know that apart from the money bag she had looted that day, she was penniless.

"What's wrong? Is it not to your liking?" Chu Chouchi frowned slightly when he saw that she hadn't moved. "In that case, I will have him bring out all the dishes in this restaurant."

Having said that, he was about to get up.

"Hey! No need, no need!" Shen Zhizhi reached out and grabbed him, pretending to be nonchalant. "It's just that the national treasury is empty and there are disaster victims everywhere. It would be too extravagant and wasteful for just the two of us to have such a luxurious table."

Although it hurt to spend the money, she was the one who invited people to dinner, so she couldn't be stingy, could she?

Chu Chouchi paused, stared at her for a moment, and hesitated to speak.

The fact that she was so happy about ordinary dishes that couldn't even be measured in half the imperial palace's cuisine?

Daughters born out of wedlock are never well treated, so she must have suffered a lot in the Prime Minister's mansion.

Thinking of this, Chu Chou's red eyes turned cold, filled with a sharp, icy light.

It seems I should go to the Prime Minister's residence to support her sometime.

"Your Highness, hurry up and finish the rice." Shen Zhizhi urged him in a muffled voice when she saw that he wasn't moving.

Such a meal, in the most prosperous area of ​​Nanliyue Star City, must cost at least fifty taels of silver, right?

Waaah, massive bankruptcy.

Seeing her with her cheeks bulging and occasionally glancing up to comment on the dishes, Chu Chouchi couldn't help but chuckle.

He lowered his eyes and took a small sip of the stew, the familiar taste lingering on his lips and teeth.

This soup...

Chu Chouchi frowned, pondered for a moment, and then a chill ran through his eyes.

How could he forget the taste of this soup?

Wasn't it the soup that Shen Qinshou kept mentioning when he had a cold, the soup she personally cooked?

Looking back now, his deeply moved appearance at that time must have seemed like a ridiculous clown in Shen Qinshou's eyes.

Chu Chou's red eyes were extremely cold. He withdrew his strength, almost shattering the porcelain spoon.

[Chu Chouchi's sycophantic value - ellipsis.]

The sudden announcement made Shen Zhizhi pause abruptly as she ate her rice.

What's going on? Why did my "simp value" suddenly drop again?

She glanced at him suspiciously, but when she saw him staring coldly at the soup, she immediately understood.

Shen Qinshou had been pampered since childhood, so how could she possibly cook soup? But she wanted to establish a certain image in front of Chu Chouchi, so she often sent people to the restaurant to deliver soup to Chu Chouchi's residence.

The text didn't specify which restaurant it was, but it turned out to be this one. By sheer luck, Chu Chou Chi happened to pick it.

"puff."

Shen Zhizhi finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Chu Chou looked at her with confused eyes, and she immediately lowered her head guiltily, continuing to pick at the rice in her bowl. Stray hairs flew everywhere, almost being fed into her mouth by the wooden chopsticks.

Chu Chouchi remained silent for a long while before reaching out to tuck a strand of hair from her temple behind her ear.

Shen Zhizhi trembled and suddenly looked up. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere froze.

"I finally caught you!"

Suddenly, an angry shout broke the awkward silence.

Then, with a loud crash, the wooden table was overturned, and all the delicacies fell to the ground.

The guests in the restaurant gasped in surprise, the music stopped, and everyone looked up.

The soup ball that Shen Zhizhi was holding with her chopsticks fell to the ground, and she looked at the mess on the ground with a pain in her eyes.

He then turned around angrily, only to be met with eyes flashing with fury.

Upon recognizing the visitor, they were speechless. "It's you again?"

Zhu Shen felt utterly humiliated after being kicked unconscious by Shen Zhizhi that day.

He was especially enraged when he heard his servant say that she had dared to steal his money.

Having been pampered since childhood and never having suffered any humiliation, how could Zhu Shen tolerate such an insult?

I've brought quite a few servants with me these past few days, just so I can catch that brat one day and teach her a lesson, and get my face back.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

Zhu Shen was furious, and his servants gradually approached him as he walked:

"If you know what's good for you, kowtow to me ten times, and I might consider sparing you from this physical pain and making you my concubine, where you'll live a life of luxury and endless pleasures... Ah!"

Zhu Shen smiled lewdly as he spoke, raising his groping hand.

In an instant, the arrow ripped through the sky like lightning, creating a buzzing sound, and struck Zhu Shen directly.

The arrow was extremely powerful, piercing straight through Zhu Shen's raised hand.

"Ah! My hand! My hand! Who, who the hell attacked me!" Zhu Shen looked at the arrow that had pierced through his palm, his face contorted in pain, and looked around for the culprit.

"What are you doing?"

A cold, murderous voice rang out as Chu Chouchi slowly approached.

"How dare you seriously injure me? Do you know who I am?" Zhu Shen roared angrily, his eyes bulging with rage and his teeth clenched.

This man was truly audacious; if he hadn't been suffering excruciating pain from his arrow wound, he would have rushed forward to fight at any moment.

"What are you doing?" Chu Chouchi's dark eyes were deep and unfathomable. He ignored his words and asked again, his eyes seemingly filled with a thousand frosts.

Zhu Shen felt a chill run down his spine under his gaze, took two steps back, and beckoned to the servants behind him, "Go! All of you, go! Give this lowly commoner a good beating!"

Chu Chouchi swept his long legs fiercely, and the servant at the front, wielding a long sword, crashed into a wooden pillar in an instant, then slammed back onto the mahogany ground, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

The servants behind them looked at each other, clearly somewhat frightened, and dared not go any further.

"All of you, get him! Whoever kills him, I'll give him a hundred taels!" Zhu Shen's eyes were bloodshot, and his intact hand kept shoving the servants who were standing still.

Enticed by the money, the group pounced on the enemy without hesitation.

Chu Chouchi was not good at close combat. Shen Zhizhi looked at the dark mass of servants attacking him and stepped forward to lend him a hand.

But he pulled her behind him and said in a deep voice, "Don't move. With me here, they can't touch you."

As Shen Zhizhi was pulled back, her gaze inadvertently swept downstairs, where she spotted a familiar figure in a corner.