Chapter 165: G... Go away!

Gazing at him with eager eyes, *take it! Zhan Su, take it!*

Zhan Su raised an eyebrow, speaking in an icy tone, "Set it down in front of me."

Shi Qingqing was speechless.

Shouldn't the script go something like this?

Shi Qingqing eagerly hands the noodles to Zhan Su, and Zhan Su, feeling a bit shy yet unable to refuse such hospitality, reluctantly reaches out to take them.

At the exact moment his hand reaches out, their fingertips touch!

*Crackle, sizzle...*

That would be enough to fully charge a cell phone battery.

And just like that, Shi Qingqing's charging mission for the day would be complete.

...

As it turned out, Zhan Su wore a look of utter disdain and refused to cooperate...

Never mind, the first charging plan had failed.

Shi Qingqing placed the bowl of noodles right in front of Zhan Su. "If you find it tasty, there's more in the pot."

When it's time for a refill, she could take the bowl from his hands and seize the opportunity to touch his hand?

*Ugh, spit!* ...Why did she suddenly feel like such a creep?

It must be her imagination!

With a look of absolute disgust, Zhan Su picked up his chopsticks, picked out a single strand of noodles as if he were about to taste poison, and put it into his mouth.

"How is it? Is it good?"

"Mediocre." Zhan Su turned his head slightly, his expression remaining cold and detached.

His voice was equally indifferent.

Shi Qingqing wanted to burst into tears. Judging by that, there would definitely be no second helping!

That meant her second plan was about to become useless as well.

Hmph! Zhan Su, don't push your luck!

Don't force her to unleash her ultimate move!

Shi Qingqing felt that ever since she cooked him that bowl of noodles, Zhan Su's attitude toward her had become even frostier.

Could it be that he didn't like noodles?

Even if he didn't like noodles, noodles were all she had today. If she tried to make egg fried rice now, there wouldn't be enough time—her shift was about to end.

Screw it, she was going to unleash her ultimate move!

She grabbed the small vinegar bottle from the table. "Here, Young Master Zhan, add some vinegar and the flavor might improve a bit."

Without caring whether Zhan Su consented or not, she tipped the vinegar bottle directly toward him.

Seemingly lacking any accuracy, the vinegar failed to land in the bowl of egg noodles and splashed all over Zhan Su's hand instead...

Then, Shi Qingqing gasped in exaggerated shock. "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! Let me help you wipe it off..."

Feigning a flustered panic, she reached out and frantically patted the vinegar droplets on the back of Zhan Su's hand...

Of course, taking advantage of the situation for a little free skin-to-skin contact was her primary objective!

A flash of angry light, swift as a shooting star, crossed Zhan Su's dark eyes. "Shi Qingqing, you didn't do that by accident—you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

*Oh, aren't you perceptive?*

*Did you really figure that out?*

Even if beaten to death, she could never admit it.

Shi Qingqing said, "Young Master Zhan, it's all my fault for being so clumsy. Let me wipe it clean for you..."

Her fingertips brushed against Zhan Su's. A familiar and strange current surged from the point where their fingers met, rushing through both of their bodies.

A wave of numbness washed over them, accompanied by a slight, involuntary tremor.

Shi Qingqing leaped with joy internally. *Electricity! Electricity! The phone has power again! Today's mission is successfully accomplished.*

Zhan Su, whose mind had been filled with anger over having his hand splashed with vinegar, felt his expression involuntarily soften because of this electrical current.

His indifferent eyes revealed a hint of confusion and complexity.

Why did such a strong current spark every single time they touched?

It melted his heart against his will. Just moments ago, he had detested this money-grubbing extra to the extreme, but now he didn't find her quite as despicable anymore.

Could this extra possess some sort of sorcery?

Zhan Su deeply detested this feeling of being out of control. Feeling flustered and irritated, he shoved Shi Qingqing away as she was still trying to wipe off the vinegar.

"G... Get away!"

The word "Get lost" hovered on the tip of his tongue, only to clumsily turn into "Get away" at the last second...