The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263: Chapter 263: Otherwise, the Naive Her Would Really Be Fooled

Xue Can threw his hands up, so speechless he looked like a chicken being strangled.

Fu Cheng, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. ’Thank goodness I was keeping an eye on Shen Lu. Otherwise, she’s so naive she really would have been tricked.’

Shen Lu was exhausted and just wanted to wash up and go to bed.

Before she could even ask them to leave, Xue Can had already come up with a flawless excuse to stay.

"Boss Jin isn’t the type to take a loss lying down. I’m going to stay here with Little Bei and a few of my men to stand guard. If they try anything, we can respond immediately."

It wasn’t just Shen Lu; even Fu Cheng thought he made a good point.

"In that case, thank you for your trouble tonight, Mr. Xue and your men. Breakfast is on me tomorrow morning."

As she spoke, Shen Lu rubbed her sore eyes and yawned.

She was truly and utterly exhausted after the day she’d had.

Shen Lu dragged her weary body upstairs. As she entered her room, she tripped over her own feet and stumbled forward.

Following behind her, Fu Cheng’s brow furrowed. He steered his wheelchair over and, with one arm, scooped her onto his lap.

Shen Lu was a bit dazed, only snapping back to her senses when her hand touched the cool metal of the wheelchair.

’She was sitting in Fu Cheng’s lap!’

Shen Lu practically leaped to the floor and asked guiltily, "Did I put pressure on your wounds?"

’She wasn’t fat, but she wasn’t weightless, either. Fu Cheng’s injuries hadn’t fully healed, and some of them would never heal completely.’

’His severed left leg, for instance—the bone would keep growing, and sharp spurs would pierce through the flesh, requiring regular surgery to file them down.’

Fu Cheng loosely clenched his palm, as if the feeling of her soft warmth still lingered there.

"No, don’t worry."

’She was so light, he could lift her with a single arm. How could she possibly have aggravated his wounds?’

"Little Deer, you need to get more nutrition."

’She’s still too thin. The weight of the world is on her shoulders. Not only is she busy every day, but she also has to worry about villains lurking in the shadows and the constant threat of a crisis.’

’I bet she has trouble sleeping at night.’

As he thought this, Fu Cheng’s gaze filled with immense tenderness.

Shen Lu, who slept like a baby every night: ?

’Why does this feel kinda weird?’

"I’m going to shower first." Shen Lu was in no mood for small talk with Fu Cheng. She was exhausted and just wanted to wash up and collapse into bed as quickly as possible.

Fu Cheng grunted in acknowledgment.

Freshly showered, Shen Lu fell asleep the moment she collapsed onto her bed. Meanwhile, Fu Cheng was called out by Xue Can.

When Xue Can knocked, it was Fu Cheng who opened the door. The man’s gaze was indifferent, yet he naturally exuded the oppressive aura of someone in a position of power.

"Little Deer needs to rest. Please don’t disturb her."

A dark, crimson glint appeared in Xue Can’s eyes. When his expression was serious, he radiated a bloodthirsty coldness.

"I’m here to see you."

"I don’t think there’s anything for us to talk about."

"Is that so?" Xue Can raised an eyebrow. "So you’re saying you don’t mind if I pursue Shen Lu?"

Fu Cheng glanced toward the bathroom, where the sound of the shower was running, and his voice was as cold as ice. "Let’s talk outside." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

’Shen Lu doesn’t dawdle, and whatever Xue Can wants to talk about won’t be over in a minute or two.’

’He didn’t want Xue Can to see what Shen Lu looked like right after a shower.’

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