"What’s wrong with , don’t you know?"
Kyle Keaton still had a stern face, showing his repulsion towards July Quinn.
He even disregarded the curious stares around them, trying his best to push July Quinn’s hand away.
"Is it because I’m late? Actually, I arrived earlier, but I had to step out due to so ergency."
As for the incident where she helped an old man just now, July Quinn didn’t ntion it.
Because to her, it was not worth ntioning.
"Whether you’re late or not doesn’t matter, but can you tell what kind of restaurant this is."
Kyle Keaton’s face remained sullen.
"A hot pot restaurant."
Kyle Keaton: "..."
He thought July Quinn invited him out for dinner to create a romantic atmosphere, so they could advance their relationship that night.
So he had always assud this would be an upscale restaurant.
"Dragon Palace", the na sounded quite impressive.
But in the end...
A self-service hot pot restaurant!
A man of such noble character, how could he have ever been in a place that made him feel so out of place?
But July Quinn seed oblivious to the fact that his whole deanor scread rejection of this place, pointing enthusiastically to a nearby banner.
"Look, there’s unlimited instant noodles!"
Kyle Keaton’s lips twitched a few tis.
At last, he understood what drew this woman to this place.
It’s the instant noodles!
Ever since the day they went to the supermarket together and July Quinn bought a few packs of instant noodles, she beca uncontrollably obsessed with this junk food.
She even had a storage cabinet in her small apartnt, exclusively used for storing the new flavors of instant noodles she found during this period.
This already made Kyle Keaton feel sowhat incredulous.
Now, July Quinn wanted to drag him to eat these unlimited junk foods...
Frustration, indignation, irritability—all played out repeatedly in Kyle Keaton’s mind.
But the person who triggered this series of reactions seed unaware, as she directly pulled him to the reserved spot and started eating.
Throughout the al, she devoured everything.
Spicy, non-spicy, she tried them all.
And she kept cooking bowl after bowl of instant noodles...
While her mouth continued to emit various praises: "Wow, what a heavenly delight!"
"It’s so delicious, I’ll definitely co back next ti."
Amidst all the exclamations, Kyle Keaton closed his eyes in despair.
Although he’s unsure how much longer he can be with July Quinn, he is certain he won’t co back next ti...
*
anwhile, at Westmarch Rosewell Private Hospital.
"How’s Dad?"
"Where’s my grandpa?"
"Old Master, I’ve told you about not going to places ant for young people too often, but you just wouldn’t listen!"
The Shaw Family rushed to the hospital.
Indeed, this was the Shaw Family, one of the four major affluent families in Westmarch.
But their Old Master was different from the elders of other families.
While other elders, once they get older, either enjoy exploring mountains and rivers or engage in cultural pursuits like music and painting—essentially venturing to serene places.
But their Old Master, upon aging, developed a fondness for clubbing and arcade gaming.
Today, the Old Master went to the arcade and fainted in the mall where the arcade was located.
He was then sent to the Rosewell Private Hospital under their family’s ownership.
Upon receiving the notice, the Shaw Family hurried to the hospital.
Because the hospital had previously inford them that the situation was very critical, they were prepared for the worst when they arrived.
But upon entering the hospital room, they saw that not only was the Old Master awake, but he was also watching the latest episode of "Creation Camp."
"This floor move looks pretty simple!"
After giving his comnts, the Old Master even tried to practice it on the hospital bed.
The Shaw Family mbers were bewildered for a while before rushing forward to stop him.
"Old Master, you just woke up, please don’t do anything reckless."
"Dad, you really scared . What would we do if sothing happened to you?"
The Shaw Family continued to persuade him and questioned why the situation seed so dire earlier, yet now he looked fine.
Old Master Shaw said, "That’s my luck; I t a divine being."
"A divine being? Dad, let’s not dive into superstitions, alright?" Family Head Gavin Shaw was quite troubled.
Their Old Master used to be the most serious among the elderly, but after aging, he turned sowhat peculiar.
"President Shaw, actually, the Old Master isn’t entirely wrong. Perhaps he indeed t a divine being." This was when Dylan Pierce, the Old Master’s attending physician and also the dean of Rosewell Hospital, suddenly spoke.
"However, using the term ’Divine Doctor’ might be more appropriate..."
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