Addicted to My Cutie and Sweetie

Chapter 819: Who Is the Real Master of Sarcasm?

He’s been well taken care of in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Apart from liking to dress up his grandson as a girl and taking him out to trick people, the old man never mistreated his only biological grandson.

But Lu Jing was different.

The Lu family wasn’t short of children. He had a father who loved romance, and a mother driven mad by provocation... Ever since Qiao Ran was sent to a mental hospital, everyone in the Lu family tried to avoid him like the plague; no one would ask after him or care for him.

They say as long as a father takes care of a child and the child doesn’t die, it’s good enough. In Lu Jing’s opinion, even if he died, Lu Xiao might not truly care.

Lu Jing chose to study abroad very early on, just to leave that twisted home.

Living abroad without being an adult and without family as a backup wasn’t much better than being in the Lu family.

Cooking for himself was just the most basic thing.

Lu Jing didn’t want to tell Zhang Lingying these things.

Though the little girl had a sharp tongue, she might be the only person in this world who would genuinely care for him...

Lu Jing composed himself, hastened his movements, and soon, two bowls of fragrant tomato and egg noodles were ready.

He didn’t use a tray. With a bowl in each hand, he directly placed both bowls on the dining table and turned to instruct Zhang Lingying to wash the chopsticks.

Zhang Lingying was about to say she wasn’t hungry, but upon glancing at the two bowls of noodles on the dining table, she realized she quite wanted to eat. She turned to wash two pairs of chopsticks and two spoons.

The two of them sat facing each other at the dining table, quietly eating noodles.

Lu Jing was truly hungry.

Ever since the night his mother passed away, for several days in a row, he’d almost been in a state of not eating or drinking. When he couldn’t hold on any longer, he’d have the family doctor give him a nutrient injection.

Then he had to deal with one situation after another at the Lu family.

But even when he was very hungry, he didn’t eat messily. Instead, it was Zhang Lingying who felt that this person in front of her seemed different from before, though she couldn’t pinpoint exactly how, prompting her to surreptitiously observe him while eating noodles.

It was only when she saw the person opposite her finish his noodles and put down his chopsticks that she was about to avert her gaze when Lu Jing looked up at her.

Zhang Lingying: "..."

Caught red-handed in her peeping, an awkward atmosphere began to spread...

"I’ll go take a shower first, you finish eating and then wash the dishes." Lu Jing gave her a quick glance, stood up from his chair, and headed to the bathroom.

Leaving behind Zhang Lingying holding a bowl of noodles, not quite recovered from the situation.

The manner he spoke... was just too familiar.

Anyone who didn’t know might think this was his house and she was the guest.

A few minutes later, a voice came from the bathroom: "Zhang Lingying, do you have any spare towels at home?"

"...Yes." Zhang Lingying grabbed a towel for him.

A few minutes later again, Lu Jing said: "I didn’t bring a change of clothes."

Zhang Lingying: "..."

She definitely didn’t have that at home!

Lu Jing peered through a crack in the door at Zhang Lingying’s dazed expression, seeming to guess and asked in a negotiating tone, "Do you mind if I just... come out like this?"

"..." Zhang Lingying widened her eyes and gasped, clearly startled.

In the next moment, she heard his amused voice: "If you mind, what are you standing there stunned for? Find me some clothes to wear."

Lu Jing definitely won.

To prevent an assault on her eyes, Zhang Lingying rushed into her bedroom without a second thought, rummaging around for clothes for him.

In the end, she couldn’t find any clothes that would fit him and had to give him a bathrobe instead.

Lu Jing looked down to see it was a women’s style, size S.