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No one in the restaurant panicked. Fu Chijing was in no hurry, and Tong Qing naturally had no intention of running. She sat calmly and enjoyed being fed by him. "Is it good?" Fu Chijing asked. Tong Qing nodded, then shook her head. "Not as good as what you make." It was obviously meant to flatter him, yet it still put Fu Chijing in a good mood. "You little brat