Quenching

"Madam Jinqiu hates electronic products the most, and she scorns playing video games. However, she is willing to spend time on Spider Solitaire. Why do you think that is?"

Wu Haofeng clutched the soft blanket, tears instantly streaming down his face.

“Father, but my heart is aching like it’s being cut by a knife. I did what I wanted to do and rescued the person I wanted to save. However, Huang Qiaqia is in Wei Sheng Yuebai’s hands, and Wei Sheng Yuebai will definitely not let Huang Qiaqia go.”

"A person's abilities and life are limited. Wu Haofeng, your father only hopes that you can be more carefree and at ease, not always bound by constraints, with more choices and fewer restrictions. As for winning and losing, love and hate, take them less seriously."

Wu Haofeng slowly raised his head, looked at his father in surprise, and asked in astonishment.

"Father, you...you...you're willing to do this?"

“Wu Haofeng, you are my only son. In my eyes, you are priceless.”

Wu Haofeng sprang up from the couch instantly, grabbed the phone, and dialed the number.

"master."

Huang Qiaqia stretched, rubbed his eyes, got up, tapped his shoulders and back, twisted his neck in confusion, patted the massage bed, and asked curiously.

"Why do I have back and leg pains after sleeping? Is it because this massage bed is too hard?"

Bai Shi, standing beside Huang Qiaqia, gave her a disdainful look and slowly spoke.

"It's not that the bed is hard, it's that your life is hard."

"Life?"

Huang Qiaqia sat up straight, propped up on her arms, when a figure rushed over, grabbed Huang Qiaqia's shoulder, and roared.

What are you doing here?

Huang Qiaqia stared at Wanli Fuguang, whose face was somewhat distorted, trembling.

"I... ran... this... is... is..."

Bai Shi casually uttered a sentence.

"Just looking for fun."

Huang Qiaqia blinked and looked at Wanli Fuguang, whose brows were furrowed, and hurriedly waved her hand.

Shiraishi casually tossed himself onto the massage bed next to him, picked up a piece of dragon fruit with a toothpick, and said casually.

"Are you sure it's not? Then why did you choose number 7,777 instead of number 7?"

As Huang Qiaqia listened to Bai Shi's words, the speed at which he waved his hand gradually slowed down. He nodded blankly and admitted it.

"Yes, number 777."

"Go here and...point...point people..."

Wanli Fuguang gritted his teeth, and as his thoughts shifted, the anger that was about to erupt in his chest gradually subsided.

Bai Shi glanced at the furious Wanli Fuguang and said calmly.

"You ordered number 7,777, so you slept for a whole day and night."

Huang Qiaqia stared at Baishi in surprise.

"A day and a night, why?"

Wanli Fuguang was equally puzzled.

Shiraishi glanced at the two of them and smiled.

"Why are you asking me? How would I know how you found amusement?"

"Where did I find amusement? I was... I was... I was... I was having fun."

Huang Qiaqia's momentum weakened again when he thought of Wu Haofeng.

Bai Shi glanced at Wanli Fuguang and laughed.

"How did you find it?"

"I……"

"Think about it carefully."

Huang Qiaqia avoided Wanli Fuguang's gaze and recalled carefully.

"I... I counted... I counted a lot of people, but... there wasn't a single one... not... just..."

Wanli Fuguang asked sternly.

"What are you going to do?"

"Let's eat."

Wanli Fuguang frowned, suddenly grabbed Huang Qiaqia's arm, and questioned her sharply.

"What to eat?"

"Eat...eat...food."

"Then?"

"Then you fell asleep?"

Wanli Fuguang suddenly lifted Huang Qiaqia's chin, stared hatefully at Huang Qiaqia who was trembling slightly, and questioned her in a stern voice.

"Nonsense, how can you fall asleep while eating? Think about it carefully."

Huang Qiaqia hurriedly reached out to grab Uncle Baishi beside her, but ended up grabbing a towel.

Shiraishi simply lay down on the massage bed, leisurely swinging his legs.

"Think about it carefully?"

Huang Qiaqia pouted, clenched the towel in her hand, and spoke again.

"Seriously, after I ordered for a lot of people, we started eating."

Bai Shi glanced at Huang Qiaqia's frozen arm and said casually.

What did you eat?

"Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Braised Scallops, Braised Pork Belly, Basa Fish, Black Seed Tofu, Steamed Shrimp Rolls, Baby Lobster, Vegetarian Cabbage..."

Wanli Fuguang's gaze darkened.

"Braised pork belly, and boiled cabbage."

"There's no braised pork, no boiled cabbage, and..."

Bai Shiyou interjected.

"What kind of soup did you drink?"

Clam chowder?

"What is the taste?"

"I...I...I think I fell asleep without drinking anything? Why...why?"

Huang Qiaqia turned to look at Bai Shi.

What should we eat before drinking the soup?

"What I ate was... was... a small bite of Cynomorium songaricum."

"You're lucky you only took a small bite; if you had taken a big bite, you probably wouldn't have seen the sun today."

"I ate Cynomorium songaricum, and the next day I saw the blazing sun?"

Huang Qiaqia straightened her chest, and Wanli Fuguang suddenly noticed that Huang Qiaqia's massage bed was soaked with sweat in a V-shape. How much sweat had she put in?

"Little chubby girl, what you ate wasn't Cynomorium songaricum, but Fangji. The day and night you slept was your body's immune system fighting against Fangji. Luckily you're in good shape, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to see the moon."

"No way, I ate Cynomorium songaricum, I'm sure... I... am..."

Huang Qiaqia took a deep breath, swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She had seen Cynomorium songaricum before; she knew it, and had even eaten it. It was nothing serious. But the lighting here was dim, and she wasn't sure.

Wanli Fuguang hurriedly and sternly questioned him.

"What did you eat? Where did you get it?"

Huang Qiaqia pointed to the cabinet not far away and answered in a mosquito-like voice.

"I thought it looked delicious, so I asked a staff member to bring it over, and he readily gave it to me, didn't he?"

Bai Shi softly uttered a sentence.

"Of course the staff will get it for you; they thought you wanted to use it."

"Use it? How do I use it?"

"The common usage is..."

"Alright, let's go home."

Wanli Fuguang lifted the blanket off Huang Qiaqia, took her hand, and was about to pick up his wife.

Bai Shi casually uttered a sentence.

"Hey chubby little girl, come here!"

Huang Qiaqia groggily tapped his head, let go of Wanli Fuguang's hand, and with a flick of Baishi's wrist, Huang Qiaqia gulped down a large bowl of dark, gooey stuff.

Wanli Fuguang rushed over anxiously and asked.

What did you give her to drink?

Bai Shi gave Wanli Fuguang a disdainful look and handed Huang Qiaqia a bite of dragon fruit.

Huang Qiaqia ate a dragon fruit and blurted out a comment.

"I want to sleep more."

"You can't sleep."

Wanli Fuguang looked anxiously at Jin Xixing behind him, and Jin Xixing spoke hurriedly.

"Huang Qiaqia, give me your wrist."

Huang Qiaqia reached out and handed it to Jin Xixing, but upon seeing the few words he had written on his palm, he abruptly withdrew his hand and said urgently.

"No, I have to do an experiment in Professor Jin's class this afternoon."

"My car is faster."

As soon as Bai Shi finished speaking, Huang Qiaqia pushed his arm half a meter away.

"Uncle Baishi, hurry up! If I skip Professor Jin's class again, he definitely won't give me my graduation certificate."