Addicted to My Cutie and Sweetie

Chapter 858: The Pitiful Little Tyrant CEO

Zhang Lingying slept for a whole day, and as soon as she woke up, she was urged by Lu Jing’s assistant’s call to come to the hospital. She was already starving.

She paired each bite of braised pork with a mouthful of rice, enjoying her meal immensely.

In a matter of moments, she cleaned out the entire lunch box; not only the meat and vegetables, but even the fruit that came with the meal was finished, not leaving a single piece of cantaloupe for Lu Jing.

Lu Jing looked at her with a stunned expression as she sat in front of him, stuffing herself full right in front of him...

Zhang Lingying patted her round belly, finally feeling alive again, and slowly raised her eyes to glance at Lu Jing.

She didn’t speak, nor did Lu Jing.

The assistant who delivered the lunch box was already pale with fear, trembling, unable to decide whether to stand or sit, and not daring to leave.

He felt very unnecessary at the moment, but he was afraid that if he left, given Zhang Lingying’s fierce nature, she might take advantage of Lu Jing’s poor health and give him a beating.

In the end, he could only retreat to the doorway, pretending he didn’t exist.

After Zhang Lingying had eaten and drunk her fill, she began tidying up the lunch box, throwing everything into the trash can, and turned to the restroom to wash her hands.

When she returned, she found Lu Jing still staring at her. She smirked with a corner of her mouth and sneered, "You’re the one who said you didn’t want to eat. I’ve finished the meal, staring at me won’t help."

Lu Jing: "..."

Zhang Lingying walked forward, pulled a tissue from the bedstand to wipe her mouth, and put on her mask again, "Since you’re alright, I’ll be leaving now."

Zhang Lingying couldn’t leave.

Because when Lu Jing heard her words, just like yesterday, he grabbed the hem of her clothes.

Zhang Lingying looked down at him, Lu Jing immediately sat up straight with his back very upright and said in a small voice, "I haven’t eaten yet."

"Didn’t you say you didn’t want to eat? Just keep starving, it seems your health is fine, the VIP ward is spacious and comfortable, it doesn’t hinder your work either, staying a few more days in the hospital wouldn’t hurt." Zhang Lingying spoke with no emotion, it was hard to tell if she was serious or being sarcastic.

The assistant was dumbfounded.

He hoped Zhang Lingying would persuade Lu Jing to take care of his health, not to provoke him.

It was already difficult to get President Lu to want to eat, what if this provocation made him not want to live anymore?

The assistant was anxious and considering whether to step in, but upon taking a closer look, he found that Lu Jing wasn’t angry at all. Instead, he lowered his head obediently in front of Zhang Lingying and said, "I’m sorry."

Zhang Lingying: "Do you know what you did wrong?"

Lu Jing: "I didn’t eat."

Zhang Lingying: "Why didn’t you eat properly?"

Lu Jing’s eyes darkened, and he replied with a grievance, "You didn’t come to see me today."

Assistant: "..."

Which kindergarten kid is this? Is this still the president Lu, known as the most cold-blooded and ruthless dealmaker in the business world?

Zhang Lingying couldn’t see the assistant’s jaw dropping in shock; she just frowned slightly, dissatisfied with his reason.

Just remembering that she indeed promised Lu Jing yesterday that she would see him today, she finally explained, "I caught a cold and kept sneezing. I wasn’t sure if it was a viral cold, so I was afraid of infecting you."

Before Lu Jing could speak, she continued on her own, "Even if I didn’t come to see you, it’s your own body. You can’t just skip meals because you’re in a bad mood. If I stopped coming altogether in the future, would you plan to starve yourself to death?"

"Would you?" Lu Jing almost urgently asked, clutching tighter at the hem of her clothes, his eyes overtly tense.