The pretty little follower gets targeted by the crazy guys at the elite academy

There are also a fifth and a sixth dish.

Before the housekeeper could even open the lid to introduce the dishes, Li Ruo had already started picking up food with her chopsticks.

A hint of surprise flashed in Fu Chenzhou's gray eyes.

He just watched her, watched her slender hand holding the silver chopsticks, watched the tips of the chopsticks slowly reach towards the first plate.

In that bowl of clear soup, two round objects floated quietly in the clear broth, with bright green mint leaves garnishing the sides.

Li Ruo's chopsticks stopped at the edge of the bowl, only one centimeter away from the two objects.

Fu Chenzhou paused, not saying a word, just watching her, waiting to see what she would do.

[Holy crap, what is Li Ruo going to do?! Does she want to eat?!]

[She's gone mad?! Those are Zhou Si's eyes!]

【No, no, no, don't eat it, Li Ruo!!!】

[Fu Chenzhou's eyes! He was waiting! He was waiting for her to break down!]

The comments were still scrolling past her eyes, but she only glanced at them briefly before tightening her grip on her chopsticks.

Li Ruo's chopsticks moved forward another centimeter, and the tip of the chopsticks touched one of the round objects.

It's soft, bouncy, and slippery.

Her fingers trembled slightly, just for a moment, and then she picked it up.

Fu Chenzhou's pupils contracted slightly.

He watched as Li Ruo picked the thing up from the soup, watched the broth drip down its smooth surface, and watched it sway slightly on her chopsticks.

Watching her hold it up to her eyes and examine it closely.

Without hesitation, she put the bead in her mouth and bit down!

"...!!"

Fu Chenzhou's fingers tightened suddenly.

He watched her close her mouth, watched her cheeks twitch slightly, and watched her forcefully swallow it down.

She swallowed it!

The entire restaurant was deathly silent.

The butler stood there, frozen in place, his professional smile completely gone.

The maids stared wide-eyed, nearly dropping the trays they were carrying.

[What?! She ate it?! She really ate it?!]

[Those are Zhou Si's eyes!!! Li Ruo, are you crazy?! Those are human eyes!!!]

【Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, what did I just see?!】

Then, she used her fork to pick up a second one, put it in her mouth, chewed and swallowed it.

housekeeper:"!!"

maid:"!!!"

Fu Chenzhou: "..."

Fu Chenzhou sat in the main seat, his gray eyes fixed on Li Ruo.

He watched her face, watched her purse her lips slightly after swallowing, watched her stick out her tongue and gently lick away a drop of soup from the corner of her mouth.

Then he watched as she raised her eyes and calmly met his gaze.

Those eyes were as clear as a spring, containing no fear or nausea, and certainly no sign of the breakdown he had anticipated.

"The taste is not bad."

Li Ru commented softly, "It's a bit bland. You can add more salt next time."

She put down her chopsticks, picked up the soup bowl, and even took a sip of soup, her movements as elegant as if she were savoring some real delicacy.

Fu Chenzhou: "..."

Even if people call him a pervert, he would never eat those things.

"Miss Li Ruo, would you like me to help you with the second dish?"

The butler's voice stammered for the first time, but he quickly recovered and prepared to reach for the chopsticks.

"No need to be particular."

Li Ruo reached out and picked up the golden-brown, crispy leg bone.

She looked at the bone, then opened her mouth and bit down.

"Click—"

The sound of bones crunching was particularly clear in the quiet hall.

The sound sent chills down the spines of those around them.

She chewed with her cheeks puffed out, her face expressionless.

It's like eating a very ordinary roasted lamb leg: you swallow it, take another bite, chew it again, and swallow it again.

Then came the third bite, the fourth bite...

She gnawed a bone from head to tail, leaving not a single scrap of meat on it.

She even gnawed off and ate all the cartilage on top.

She put the cleanly gnawed bones back on the plate and wiped the grease and cumin powder from the corners of her mouth with a napkin.

After swallowing, she even nodded slightly: "Perfectly cooked, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."

The butler opened his mouth, but said nothing.

For the first time, fear appeared in his eyes—not fear of Fu Chenzhou, but fear of the woman before him.

He lived for fifty years, served at the Rose Estate for thirty, and saw countless collections that were brought in.

Some cried and begged for mercy, some became hysterical, some fainted, and some went completely insane.

But he had never seen anyone so calm when forced to eat the organs of their companion.

No.

It wasn't calm, it was... ruthless, the kind of ruthlessness that seeped from the very bones.

She wasn't eating; she was telling Fu Chenzhou:

I'm not afraid.

You can't scare me.

The third dish was the main course, a plate of chicken feet.

Li Ruo picked up her knife and fork and slowly and methodically cut the two chicken feet into small pieces, cutting them very finely and evenly.

Each piece was about the same size, and then she used her fork to pick up one piece and put it in her mouth.

chew.

pharynx.

Fork another piece.

chew.

pharynx.

One piece after another, until the plate was empty.

The terrified butler: "!!!"

The maid, who fainted from shock: "...!"

Fu Chenzhou remained silent: "..."

After a three-second silence, he couldn't help but laugh.

That smile brought his whole face to life, making his gray eyes shine exceptionally bright.

"Excellent!" he exclaimed. "Really excellent!"

He looked at the girl who was clearly terrified, yet insisted on eating the food bite by bite.

The fourth plate contained fist-sized, deep red food that was still slightly steaming.

Li Ruo's fork stopped in mid-air; the heart there was larger and more complete than the previous ones.

The cut was so perfect that it even preserved the ends of some blood vessels, like fine roots.

Then she stretched out her fork and stabbed it deep inside. Because it was so big and heavy, she even used a pair of chopsticks to help drag it into her plate.

After cutting the food into pieces with a knife, she picked up a piece with a fork, opened her mouth, and took a bite.

puff-

The sound of juice bursting open.

Warm liquid trickled down the corner of her mouth.

She chewed.

Once, twice, three times.

Swallow it.

She raised her hand, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her fingertips, and looked down at the red stain on her fingers.

Then she forked the largest piece, looked up, and offered it to Fu Chenzhou, her eyes still clear and calm:

"Mr. Fu, wouldn't you like some? It tastes good, but there's a lot of blood in it."

Fu Chenzhou looked at her.

Looking at the trace of blood left at the corner of her mouth, and at her red-rimmed eyes as she forced herself to hold on, I felt a pang of sadness.

Watching her sit there stubbornly, like a madwoman who would rather break through a wall than turn back.

He suddenly felt that all the artworks he had collected paled in comparison to this girl.

Those paintings, those sculptures, those specimens—their beauty is dead, eternally unchanging.

Her beauty is alive, fluid, painful, and biting.

"That's enough," he said softly.

Li Ruo looked at him without any expression or movement.

"I've said enough."

Fu Chenzhou stood up, walked around the long dining table, and stood in front of her.

He looked down at her, at her red-rimmed eyes, at the trace of blood on the corner of her mouth that she hadn't wiped clean, at her delicate face and stubborn gaze.

Then he reached out, his long, slender, cool fingers gently stroking her lips, wiping away the winding trail of blood that had seeped from the corner of her mouth.

The movements were very gentle, as if afraid of hurting her.

"You win."

Li Ruo raised her head and looked into his gray eyes, which were no longer filled with cold calm.

Something was churning and burning inside, but she couldn't understand it.

But she knew that the emotion was new to Fu Chenzhou, something he had never experienced before.

"You won?"

Her voice was hoarse, with a hint of doubt:

"Win what?"

She tilted her head, a slight smile playing on her lips, a smile that was both innocent and wicked:

"Mr. Fu, are we competing in something?"

"Aren't we...having breakfast?"

She put the heart back on the plate, picked up a napkin, and wiped her mouth.

"A very, very delicious, very, very... abstract breakfast?"

Fu Chenzhou: "..."

He opened his mouth, but found himself at a loss for words.

He has been bound here by that taboo for almost a hundred years.

No one has ever been able to stump him with such a simple question.

[Holy crap!! Li Ruo really finished it all?! She ate it all?! Is that even possible?!]

Her expression remained unchanged! She was telling Fu Chenzhou in this way: You can't scare me!

This is a truly ruthless person! Even more ruthless than Fu Chenzhou!

[Fu Chenzhou's expression! He was stunned! He was stunned for the first time! This man, who had lived for so many years, had never met a worthy opponent!]

[Li Ruo used her purest expression to say the harshest words! Fu Chenzhou's eyes changed! He really changed!]