Chapter 55

After getting a positive answer, Lu Xun said "hmm" and after a while, he gave another instruction.

Special Assistant Wang was somewhat surprised when he heard this.

In the living room on the first floor, Jiang Qiao knew nothing about this. She touched the bottom of the lunch box and found it was much cooler.

After checking the time again, he stood up and walked out of the reception room, intending to ask the front desk staff to bring the meal up.

I happened to see Song Qingying carrying an insulated box into the elevator.

The elevator went up, and Jiang Qiaocai walked towards the front desk, but was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Ms. Jiang, the president asked you to go up."

“……………………”

Special Assistant Wang accompanied her all the way to the door of the president's office on the top floor before leaving.

Jiang Qiao tightened his fingers holding the lunch box, his thoughts in a mess. After a while, he took a deep breath and slowly knocked on the door.

"Come in." The man's voice sounded even deeper through the door.

Jiang Qiao tried hard to put on a bright smile before pushing the door open.

The large office is bright and simple. In front of the large French window, there is a black desk. The fragrance of rice porridge lingers in the office.

Lu Xun sat behind his desk, not working, with his sleeves rolled up casually. He took a few sips of millet porridge from a small bowl of white porcelain spoon.

The image of the thermal box in Song Qingying’s hand flashed through Jiang Qiao’s mind.

She subconsciously hid the lunch box behind her.

But wasn't the purpose of her coming here to express her gratitude?

Jiang Qiao walked over silently and put the bag containing the lunch box on a corner of the black table.

Lu Xun didn't look at her. The air was very quiet, with only the lonely sound of the spoon hitting the bottom of the bowl.

Jiang Qiao waited for a while, but Lu Xun still had no intention of paying attention to her. She felt a little disappointed and turned around and walked towards the door.

As soon as he took a step, Lu Xun's calm voice rang out in the quiet office: "If you want to leave, take your things with you."

“……………………”

If you hate her so much, why do you want her to come up, and then drive her away after she comes up?

Jiang Qiao didn't understand. Lu Xun was not the kind of person who enjoyed playing tricks on others.

As she thought about this, her eyes turned red. She walked over with her head down in a cowardly manner and stretched out her hand to take it, revealing a glaring purple circle on her wrist, which looked extremely glaring on her fair skin.

Lu Xun's pupils shrank, and he pressed her wrist forcefully.

The sudden change startled Jiang Qiao, and then he felt the pain in his wrist.

Lu Xun's grip was not gentle, and he grabbed her already injured part. Jiang Qiao's face wrinkled and she cried out in pain: "It hurts, Lu Xun, let go..."

I don't know which two words stimulated people.

Instead of letting go, Lu Xun held it tighter.

When Jiang Qiao was wondering if his wrist was going to be broken, Lu Xun seemed to suddenly come to his senses and abruptly let go of his hand.

As soon as he was free, Jiang Qiao immediately took a step back, kept a distance from him, and looked at him in panic.

Jiang Qiao...is afraid of him.

The air around me was stagnant.

Lu Xun's face was gloomy. He tried his best to suppress his anger: "Jiang Qiao, are you still a child?"

Jiang Qiao didn't understand and shook his head.

“……………………”

His wrist was injured like this, he didn't say a word last night, and today he didn't take it seriously, but came to bring him food.

Lu Xun wanted to open her brain to see what was inside.

It was she who said she wanted to break up, and it was she who took the initiative to approach him. In Jiang Qiao's eyes, was he always available at his beck and call?

I'm 24 years old, of course I'm not a child, I'm just heartless.

Jiang Qiao didn't understand why he was suddenly angry again. Lu Xun had changed a lot, and she didn't know how to get along with this completely unfamiliar Lu Xun.

She thought that Lu Xun's words "little kid" were a mockery of her being almost bullied last night and not being able to protect herself, and she felt a little aggrieved: "I didn't want to go, someone tricked me."

Jiang Qiao explained what happened yesterday, leaving out the part where Yu Xiaoxiao threatened her with the bracelet. By the end, she felt stupid.

At the same time, greater grievances surged in my heart.

She was deceived just to get the bracelet, which was given to her by Lu Xun……

Lu Xun didn't say anything for a while, then pushed the lunch box towards her, signaling her to open it.

Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, then he tried to open the lid of the lunch box at a loss. The more nervous he became, the harder it was to open.

Just when she was about to force it open, a large, clean, white hand with distinct joints suddenly covered the back of her hand. It was dry, warm, and powerful...

Jiang Qiao's heart skipped a beat and she stopped moving, allowing Lu Xun's long fingers to lead her white and slender fingers to open the lid.

White rice, with a layer of green vegetables, an egg, a few pieces of braised pork, and a few peeled shrimps on top.

Jiang Qiao's brain suddenly twitched, and he suddenly said, "...It seems to be cold, why don't you eat it."

She regretted it right after she finished saying it. This was the meal she had made herself, and she had arranged it on the plate specially.

Lu Xun naturally did not miss the expectation in her eyes. He let the harsh words circle around his lips for a few times, but he finally swallowed them down.

He asked the question he wanted to ask at the beginning of the day: "Why are you here to deliver food?"

Bringing food to people at work is a very intimate thing.

Jiang Qiao's answer was within his expectations, but also beyond his expectations: "…………I haven't thanked you for what happened last night."

“So, this is your way of expressing gratitude?” Lu Xun raised his eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes: “Whoever helps you, you will cook for them and send it to them.”

Without waiting for Jiang Qiao to explain,

Lu Xun stared at her sarcastically, speaking slowly but forcefully: "Jiang Qiao, do you really think everyone is willing to play house with you?"

"……………………I don't."

Jiang Qiao's cooking skills have never been good. In her real life, she grew up in an orphanage and ate the food prepared by the aunties in the orphanage every day. The food was very light and tasteless.

Later, we ate in the cafeteria, and then we were busy filming, so most of the time, our assistants helped us order takeout.

In this world, she had no chance to learn how to cook.

In both worlds combined, she had only cooked for Lu Xun, and only Lu Xun had tasted her not-so-good cooking skills.

Jiang Qiao wanted to explain, but when she met Lu Xun's cold and mocking gaze, she suddenly felt powerless: "...I don't play house. If you really don't want to eat it, just...throw it away."

Jiang Qiao didn't want to stay any longer. It was the first time she realized how strong her self-esteem was. Even a look from Lu Xun made her feel embarrassed.

"...I'm really sorry to interrupt your work." Jiang Qiao forced a smile and tried to make his voice sound normal: "I'll leave now."

"Leave something behind."

“………Don’t you want to eat?” Jiang Qiao said softly.

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