novelraw Chapter 825: Whatever You Say Is Right!
Chapter 825: Whatever You Say Is Right!
Seeing the lunch box placed in Lu Jing’s office, the secretary delivering water showed a surprised expression. She wanted to say something but held back when she saw the innocent-looking Zhang Lingying. Seeing that Lu Jing didn’t have any other instructions, she turned and left the president’s office.
Zhang Lingying, holding a cup of water, sat on the sofa supervising Lu Jing, completely unaware that after the secretary left, the entire president’s office area was in an uproar!
Almost everyone was spreading the word, marveling that President Lu finally ate!
Along with Lu Jing, Zhang Lingying, the one who brought the meal, also became Re Group’s most mysterious figure of the year.
Just imagine, ever since Madam Lu passed away, Lu Jing, who didn’t even pay attention to his own father, was actually obeying a girl who looked barely of age, eating when told to eat, drinking soup when told to drink soup... What kind of experience is that?
Others in the group might not know, but the people in the president’s office area certainly did. Because of his mother’s passing, Lu Jing hadn’t eaten for several days. His personal doctor’s visits to the president’s office were more frequent than those of Lu Jing’s personal assistant.
Many people were worried about whether Lu Jing could get through this rough patch, only for it to be solved by a young girl.
If it weren’t Zhang Lingying’s first time at Re Group, and if she didn’t seem to be interacting ambiguously with Lu Jing, the news of the president’s wife might already be spreading like wildfire.
"How is it? Tasty?"
Zhang Lingying, unaware of the speculation she had caused outside, smiled while drinking her water, looking satisfied at Lu Jing, who was eating heartily, with the eyes of a mother who just fed her son.
"Very tasty." Lu Jing finished the last sip of soup in his bowl, and all the food in front of him had been devoured.
The meal Zhang Lingying brought had a considerable quantity, and he felt very full.
Strangely, he didn’t feel nauseous from smelling the food as he did before, nor did he feel any discomfort from forcing himself to finish it.
Seeing her made him happy, as if even his dormant stomach finally remembered its duty and began to feel hungry.
He even thought if she could bring him meals every day, then his doctor could retire early...
Lu Jing thought of something, stood up from the sofa, hurriedly walked to his desk, and pressed the intercom: "Please notify..."
Before Lu Jing finished speaking, the door to the president’s office opened.
The next second, a neatly dressed middle-aged man walked in from outside, carrying a small case. "President Lu, it’s time for your nutrition injection."
No sooner had the middle-aged man finished speaking did he smell the aroma of food in the air. It wasn’t until he saw Zhang Lingying tidying up the lunch boxes on the sofa that he paused.
Equally caught off guard, Lu Jing, who hadn’t managed to stop his personal doctor, stood frozen at his desk.
The air seemed to solidify.
Lu Jing narrowed his eyes, his mind racing through countless possibilities, already preparing hundreds of answers for Zhang Lingying’s potential questions, and with difficulty, he began: "Zhang Lingying, I can explain."
Zhang Lingying finished packing the lunch boxes, placed them into a tote bag, took a tissue to wipe her hands, and turned to look at Lu Jing’s personal doctor, uncertainly asking: "He’s already eaten, does he still need the nutrition injection?"
Lu Jing: "..."
Doctor: "..."
Zhang Lingying carried on speaking to herself: "If you can eat, then you should eat. Injections hurt, right?"
She turned to look at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing: "..."