Chapter 883 Treated as Invisible

When Fu Yanzun saw that she had come specifically to deliver the food, he naturally lost his temper.

At least when it came to delivering food, he put his heart into it. He didn't just give him random food; he personally delivered it to him and even asked others to confirm that it was good for his stomach before giving it to him.

Tang Wan'er was about to put a table on his hospital bed when Fu Yanzun refused.

"It's okay, I'm not in much pain anymore. You can put the porridge on the table over there, I'll come down and eat."

Tang Wan'er nodded, completely ignoring Zhang Mi's presence, and took the thermos to the round table by the window.

Then he took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

A bowl of porridge was served to Fu Yanzun and placed in front of him.

Fu Yanzun went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then, wearing his hospital gown, walked to the chair by the window and sat down.

He glanced at the porridge in front of him. It didn't look like the kind sold outside. The ingredients were very high-quality, and the color was very bright. It was clear that the porridge had been simmering for a long time.

Fu Yanzun looked up at Tang Wan'er standing opposite him, "Have you eaten dinner?"

Tang Wan'er shook her head, originally

I was very hungry before I came, after all, I had been busy cooking for so long today.

But when she saw what had just happened, she instantly lost her appetite.

"Then sit down and eat together. Anyway, you brought so much, it's enough for the two of us."

Tang Wan'er had originally planned to eat with him, but she has now changed her mind.

"You eat first, I'm not very hungry."

Although Tang Wan'er acted indifferently, it was quite different from her usual chattering personality.

He wondered if she was still feeling a little uncomfortable because she had misunderstood his relationship with Zhang Mi.

Given Tang Wan'er's straightforward personality, she would definitely have questioned him, but it's also possible that she didn't say anything too offensive because he was sick and hospitalized.

Just thinking that Tang Wan'er still cared about him made Fu Yanzun feel a little better than before.

"How can I eat with you watching me like this? At least eat a little with me!"

Tang Wan'er hesitated for a moment, but considering Fu Yanzun's health was the priority, she could only reluctantly agree.

He nodded and sat down.

Fu Yanzun reached out and ladled a bowl of porridge for her. "Eat it while it's hot! Don't make yourself sick because of me."

Zhang Mi was still sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling as if she were invisible, left hanging there.

If she stays here any longer, it will seem like she's just making a fool of herself.

She never expected to end up in such an awkward situation.

From the moment Tang Wan'er entered, Fu Yanzun didn't even glance at her, nor did he mention again that he wanted a doctor to examine her sprain.

She felt like a complete clown, utterly humiliated.

Tang Wan'er did not confront Fu Yanzun in a domineering and unreasonable manner as she had imagined.

The whole play seemed to be directed and acted by her alone, without any audience.

Zhang Mi had no choice but to stand up and said somewhat awkwardly to Fu Yanzun, "President, if there's nothing else, I'll go see a doctor first and come back tomorrow."

When Fu Yanzun remembered Zhang Mi twisting his ankle, he seemed to lose sight of everything around him whenever he saw Tang Wan'er.