Don’t Mess with the CEO’s Daughter

  Phantom Cloud Technology was planning a new game software in the second half of the year. Looking at the colorfully painted human coffin, Feng Shaohao thought mummies would make an excellent game theme. After revisiting Cairo Museum and Egyptian tombs, he was determined to combine five thousand years of ancient Egyptian history with gaming.

  How long had they been in this section? Lin Qianzhu still didn’t dare open her eyes, and whether from extreme fear or not, her head was gradually becoming dizzy.

  Feeling her entire focus was on him, he was emotionally affected and couldn’t concentrate on viewing the artifacts. Just as he was about to maintain distance, he suddenly saw her body start to slide downward.

  Playing games? He coldly watched until she collapsed on the ground before extending a helping hand…

  From the novel “The CEO’s Daughter is Not to be Trifled With”

  Ooeda had been in business since the Edo period, prospering for centuries, with their grilled eel sauce unrivaled in Tokyo. Lin Qianzhu had tasted it years ago and never forgotten. Despite her delicate appearance, her appetite was surprisingly large, having already consumed two eel set meals.

  ”This eel set meal is so delicious!” Her expression was one of complete satisfaction.

  She hadn’t eaten in Vancouver, and being picky about airplane food, she had been hungry all the way to Japan. After meeting Feng Shaohao, she had even forgotten to eat, which led to her fainting.

  She was no ordinary picky eater. After regaining consciousness, she insisted on trying delicious food and dragged Feng Shaohao to the bustling Ginza.

  Looking at her sitting across from him, Feng Shaohao’s eyes showed confusion. He couldn’t ignore her fainting at the museum, but bringing her to Ginza and now dining together was already absurd. Why was he still here?

Would you like some grilled eel? Won’t you have another serving?” She had her mouth stuffed full, with rice grains clinging to the corners of her mouth.

  ”I should go now.” Feng Shaohao shouldered his backpack.

  ”Wait for me!” She swallowed her food and immediately finished the last bite of eel.

  ”Stop following me. You’ve already disrupted my schedule.”

  Remembering her promise, she felt embarrassed, “I’m sorry. Accidents are always hard to predict. Are you going back to the hotel to rest?”

  ”Yes.”

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