Ling Zhensheng looked as if he was afraid that others would steal his limelight. He could not wait to rush over right now.
"I'm not going!" Ling Jue pulled back her sleeve with a look of disdain.
What a joke!
The bomb on the other side would explode in two minutes. If she went over, she would be dead meat.
"Hurry up!" Ling Zhensheng's face turned cold. He pulled Ling Jue's sleeve and dragged her to the main table. "There aren't many people right now. Let's go over and brush our faces before we come back!"
Ling Jue really wanted to throw him away, but she could not do that at the scene.
Otherwise, if the table exploded, others would think that it was her and Ling Zhensheng who did it.
"Old Master Feng, I wish you a long life." Ling Zhensheng quickly walked over and bowed in front of Old Master Feng. He smiled and fawned over him. He handed the gift in his hand to the person beside him who accepted it. "It's a small gift to pay my respects.."
Old Master Feng smiled faintly and looked at Ling Jue beside him. "Is this the top scorer in our Yunhai province's middle school examination?"
Ling Zhensheng pulled Ling Jue towards him and said with a smile, "That's right. This is my son, Ling Jue."
Old Master Feng sized up Ling Jue for a moment and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. "The younger generation is great. I see that he and Xiao Lie are getting along quite well. Let him sit here as well. After all, they will be classmates in the future. It would be nice to have some exchanges. What do you think, Governor Ling?"
Ling Jue's eyes stared at the old man when she heard that. He asked her to sit here?
"Alright, alright! Xiao Jue, you stay here and sit. We will go home together later!" Ling Zhensheng quickly pushed Ling Jue to her seat as if he was afraid that Old Master Feng would go back on his word. Then, he quickly returned to his own seat.
On Ling Jue's left was Feng Yulin, and on her right was Lu Yilie.
Looking at Lu Yilie's disdainful gaze, he really wanted to stand up and leave. However, he saw Ling Zhensheng's pitiful gaze.
"Wow, Lord Jue, it's so exciting! There's a bomb on top of your head!" Tang Yuan looked at the chandelier above Ling Jue's head with excitement.
Ling Jue came back to her senses. "How much longer?"
"One minute."
"Lu Yilie, there's a bomb on top of your head," Ling Jue poked Lu Yilie beside her and whispered.
It was better to keep this a secret. After all, no one knew that there was a bomb on top of his head.
It would be bad luck if she was blamed for it.
"You little brat, how old are you? Why are you still playing with a bomb? Haha." Lu Yilie was obviously still holding a grudge against her for calling him a little brat.
"..."
Ling Jue really wanted to punch him, but she noticed that Old Master Feng had a faint smile on his face.
"Lord Jue, it's so exciting. There's still fifty-five seconds left. Aren't you going to run?" Tang Yuan jumped around excitedly. The explosion of the bomb would definitely be fun.
Ling Jue poked Feng Yulin who was beside her. "There's a bomb on top of your head."
Feng Yulin's eyes dimmed when he heard that. He looked up at the chandelier above his head.
"There's still fifty seconds left. Run away quickly." Ling Jue did not want to bother with him at first, but it was awkward for her to sit there. If she ran away, Ling Zhensheng would definitely be blamed.
She frowned when she saw Feng Yulin take out his phone to make a call. No one would believe her if she told the truth. "Forget it. I was just joking. I'm going to the toilet first."
She quickly stood up. Feng Yulin reached out to pull her to sit down. "Don't move."
His voice was a little cold. Then, he stood up. "Grandpa, I'll give you a birthday present."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lights around him dimmed.
Old Man Feng's eyes flashed. He did not say anything, waiting for his next words.
Ling Jue was shocked because she saw that the chandelier had been removed from the ceiling.
"Eh, what happened?"
"Why did the power go out?"
"This hotel is too unreliable."