I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2553 - 1602: I’ll Give You All

If he knew the other person’s scores, he probably wouldn’t have asked like that.

"What’s up?"

Fang Qing came back with a tub of cold skewers. She pulled out a chair and sat down, placing the skewers in front of Little Zhang, "Hungry, right? Eat first, fill your belly."

Little Zhang raised his head, obviously eager to reach out, but for some reason glanced at someone nearby and then slowly retracted his hand.

What does it mean to command respect without being angry?

This is a live demonstration.

Only a chubby person knows how hard it is to control the impulse towards food.

Fang Qing smiled in surprise and then took a skewer herself, "If you don’t eat, I will."

Little Zhang swallowed, the "grumble" in his stomach reappearing.

Fang Qing lightly kicked someone, "Alright, I bought vegetarian ones. They won’t make him gain much weight. Are you worried he won’t be able to slim down in the future?"

Yeah.

Father entered the ICU; even if he comes out, he’ll likely end up a cripple. From this night onwards, this child’s life has already been turned upside down invisibly.

Jiang Chen picked up a potato skewer and handed it to Little Zhang.

Only then did Little Zhang tentatively reach out, gathering courage like a cautious squirrel. When he slowly touched the skewer stick, he immediately grabbed it and pulled it back.

Fang Qing was curious, "Is this what they call blood suppression?"

Little Zhang was already devouring the potato skewer, chubby people eating food really is infectious, making others watch with increased appetite and saliva.

"Slow down, no one’s taking it from you."

One skewer of potato slices went down in a flash, Little Zhang licked his lips and eagerly looked at Boss Jiang.

Boss Jiang maintained his posture, sparing words like gold, "Eat."

Little Zhang immediately let go of his worry and grabbed the cold skewers, gobbling them down.

"Two bowls of hor fun are done."

Boss Jiang got up to get the noodles, paid the bill along the way, showing great awareness.

"Here."

Fang Qing handed him a pair of chopsticks.

Jiang Chen wasn’t polite, "I’ll go get a bowl."

"No worries, you eat first and then I’ll eat."

"..."

That’s too embarrassing.

Boss Jiang naturally was gentlemanly, pushing the hor fun over, "You eat first."

Little Zhang, enjoying a bowl of hor fun, didn’t have to worry about who should eat first. He broke open the chopsticks and started eating wildly, as if the eight yuan per bowl, plus two sausages for just over ten yuan hor fun was the ultimate delicacy on earth, one mouthful after another, utterly satisfied.

Fang Qing lifted her hair, her black straight hair indeed pretty, dignified yet full of youthful energy, but... eating was a bit inconvenient.

"Should we bring some food upstairs?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"They probably can’t eat."

A child’s world is ultimately simpler and purer than an adult’s.

After a few bites, Fang Qing pushed the hor fun over, praising, "The flavor is pretty good."

"Actually, I’m not hungry."

Fang Qing glared.

"Eat!"

Someone obediently picked up chopsticks.

Looking at Little Zhang who was immersed in street food, Fang Qing whispered, "Do you think it’s a coincidence?"

"Of course not."

"Can’t you be serious?"

Fang Qing propped her chin up, eyes thoughtful, "The inspection team is in Sha City, are they really that bold? It doesn’t make sense."

Boss Jiang calmly eating noodles, "Logic is often valued in literary works. As a legal worker, you should be very aware that reality doesn’t have that much logic to speak of."

Fang Qing couldn’t argue, deeply agreeing.

Only in a man-made world do people obsess over "reasonableness" to the point of hair-splitting, thinking if there are unreasonable parts, the story is too absurd, unrealistic.

But everyone is the protagonist in the real world.

So, is this real world truly reasonable?

On the contrary, it lacks logic the most.

"This world is indeed insane."

Fang Qing couldn’t help but recall a news story told by her elders when she was young. Once in a certain economic zone, an inspection team came down for a check, and unexpectedly, local criminals set a fire to resist.

Indeed.

Set a fire.

If it were in a novel, readers would surely criticize it, saying it insults their intelligence.

Of course, no writer would write it like that because it’s way too illogical.

But that’s reality.

A fire directly burned away the luck of the whole city.

So life is absurd like this, things unseen in novels can conspicuously happen in reality.

Jiang Chen pushed the steamed rice rolls back.

"Not eating the ham sausage?"

Fang Qing asked suspiciously.

Jiang Chen shook his head.

Fang Qing ignored him, picked up the deliberately uncut ham sausage, "It’s so delicious."

Jiang Chen silently watched.

After feeding Little Zhang to fullness, the three returned to the hospital.

Mai Encui’s mood was slightly calmer, no longer as out of control as before, but her eyes were excessively red and swollen, suggesting her heart was still in turmoil.

"Go accompany mom."

Fang Qing indicated for Little Zhang to go to his mother’s side.

"When the police called Mai Encui, Zhang Zhongquan had already been carried into the operating room."

Pan Hui and Jiang Huazi were still comforting Mai Encui.

Fang Weiguo quietly spoke to the two children.

"They only called after he entered the operating room? Shouldn’t they immediately notify the family upon discovering his condition?"

Fang Qing frowned slightly.

"Probably afraid of taking responsibility."

"They concealed and delayed informing, that’s serious negligence."

Seeing his daughter’s words, Fang Weiguo nodded, sharing his true thoughts.

"I think, is there something fishy about this? Zhang Zhongquan just went in and immediately fell ill, and it was so severe. How can it be so coincidental?"