Chapter 5 Isn't it inappropriate to take off your clothes as soon as you walk in? ...

Lu Ming stared at the man who looked no different from a bandit, his mouth moved, but in the end he said nothing. He simply loosened his tie by tugging at it a couple of times and closed the door.

Luo Wen, who hadn't gone very far, gaped in disbelief. What... what's going on?

One second the boss was avoiding Miss Wen like the plague, the next he let her into his house. And what was he thinking with the way he closed the door?

What exactly did Miss Wen say to her boss in that one minute at the door?

As a 25-year-old man full of vigor, Luo Wen's mind was racing. He desperately wanted to share the news in the work group, but unfortunately, he didn't dare.

Lu Ming untied his tie and tossed it onto the sofa. Then he loosened his cuffs and took off his jacket. As his neatly tailored suit was removed, his austere aura was revealed, along with his slightly loose black shirt, making him appear more down-to-earth.

Seeing this, Wen Chu coughed lightly, "Isn't it inappropriate to take off your clothes as soon as you come in?"

She admitted that Lu Ming had a good personality, good looks, a gentle demeanor, and a great physique; even just looking at him without his clothes on was a treat. As someone who appreciated good looks, Wen Chu couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Lu Ming merely glanced at her indifferently, "I don't want the dinner table to turn into a conference table."

He casually draped his coat over the back of the sofa, and a maid immediately went over and tidied it up before leaving.

The cook came over and greeted him warmly, "Young Master is back! Dinner will be ready soon." She then smiled at Wen Chu, who was standing to the side, her eyes showing a friendly scrutiny and curiosity, but she didn't ask any further questions.

"Just add another pair of chopsticks and bowls." Lu Ming's expression softened, and he walked straight into the inner room. "Tell Auntie if you have any dietary restrictions."

This was said to Wen Chu, who naturally replied, "Okay! I don't eat cilantro, but I'll make the meat dishes extra spicy and numbing!"

The aunt looked troubled. "But the young master doesn't eat spicy food. Should I make two portions?" She looked at Lu Ming.

Lu Ming didn't even turn his head, simply saying, "Do as she says."

The aunt understood and smiled, replying, "Okay."

Wen Chu raised an eyebrow, somewhat flattered by the person's reaction. She followed, asking, "Where are you going?"

"study."

"Why do you still have to work after everyone has already gone home?"

"Not everyone has as much free time as you. Besides, I don't want to be around you. Finish your meal and leave."

"Is this how the Lu family treats its guests? Leaving guests hanging around in the living room like that, I'll have to ask Chairman Lu about it next time I see him."

Lu Ming stopped, a hint of hostility creeping into his brow as he glanced at her sideways: "You're using him to threaten me too?"

Wen Chu thought to herself, "Oh no, I've touched a nerve." It seems the relationship between the Lu father and son really isn't good. She quickly apologized, "I didn't mean to threaten you, I just wanted you to spend more time with me, isn't that obvious?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming suddenly changed direction and walked towards her again.

Wen Chu's breath hitched, feeling as if the other person was about to strangle her.

The man stopped in front of her. The difference in their sizes made Wen Chu feel pressured. She subconsciously wanted to back away, but she held back and continued to stare at him, waiting for him to speak.

Lu Ming leaned down slightly and said coldly, "Wen Chu, you've gone too far today. My patience has its limits. People who don't like you won't always do what you want."

Wen Chu's hands, hanging by her sides, clenched slightly. She leaned forward a few inches, staring intently into Lu Ming's eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Then how can I make people who don't like me like me?"

System: "Detected that the male protagonist is experiencing 'unexpected' emotions."

Lu Ming took a step back, his brows still furrowed. "Once I've made up my mind about someone, I won't change it. Forget about it."

Wen Chu tilted her head and chuckled, "What a coincidence, me too."

She continued to press closer, applying pressure and warning that he wasn't the only one who would do such a thing: "Maybe I'm the same as you. I have to have the person I set my sights on."

Lu Ming's expression faltered for a moment as he stared intently at the woman before him, his lips pressed tightly together, unsure of what to say.

Just then, the aunt came out of the kitchen, carrying a pot of soup, and placed it on the dining table in the living room, saying, "Young master, young lady, please have some soup first."

Wen Chu sniffed the air, her eyes lit up, and her expression immediately changed. Her tense demeanor vanished, and she turned around with a smile, rushing over, "Wow, Auntie, the soup you made smells so good! It looks so delicious!"

Lu Ming was left standing there alone, his expression complicated.

System: "Detected that Lu Ming is showing signs of doubt."

Wen Chu paused, her hand holding the chopsticks still. Suspicion? Could it be that her behavior just now had made people doubt her identity?

Don't panic, what good will doubt do? She has a cheat code.

Unmoved, she pulled out a stool, sat down, picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in her mouth, then turned to someone and said in a nonchalant tone, "Lu Ming, your housekeeper cooks so well, why don't you let her come work at my house for a couple of days?"

Lu Ming resumed his expressionless demeanor, walked to a spot far away from her, and sat down, silently beginning to eat.

Wen Chu glanced at him and thought that the other person ate slowly and elegantly, almost exactly like Lu Ming in real life.

I suddenly feel a little sentimental.

Having inexplicably arrived in this strange and unreal world, the only thing she could feel that was real was the person in front of her, constantly reminding her that the world she had come from was real, and that she wasn't delusional.

Wen Chu concealed the worry in her eyes and lowered her head to take a sip of soup.

The auntie continued to serve the prepared food to the table.

Wen Chu's eyes lit up as she ate; this was so much better than the company cafeteria food or what she cooked herself! Could she take this auntie with her when she left?

After she finished eating, she would ask others, "Did you think it was delicious?"

The aunt stood to the side, her eyes filled with restrained expectation. After all, she had worked here for over ten years and had never received such sincere praise.

Lu Ming picked up some food but didn't reply. Instead, he suddenly frowned, covered his mouth, and coughed twice, startling the aunt who hurriedly poured him some water. "What's wrong? Did I make it too spicy? I'll definitely be more careful next time."

"It's okay, I'm fine. You should go eat too." Lu Ming took the water glass and drank a couple of sips.

The aunt's face brightened with happiness, and she nodded, saying, "Okay."

After everyone left, Wen Chu said again, "It seems like everyone in your family is afraid of you. Why are you so serious?"

"Not smiling means being serious? I communicate with them normally, I haven't withheld their wages, and they get their holidays as usual. What's the problem?"

Wen Chu pursed her lips speechlessly. Oh well, she could understand. The other party was always focused on their business and didn't really have the energy to care about employee welfare.

Lu Ming ate a little and was about to leave the table when Wen Chu, feeling only half full, called him back in surprise: "Are you even a man? Are you trying to cultivate immortality by eating so little? There's so much food, and if you don't finish it, it'll just go to waste. What a waste! Eat some more."

Lu Ming said sarcastically, "You don't have much of an appetite for me."

Wen Chu's gaze fell on his lips, which were bright red from the spiciness, and she chuckled. "It's because you can't eat spicy food. If you can't, you should have stopped me when I said I wanted it extra spicy and numbing. Why did you go along with me? Do you like me?"

"Can you be a little less narcissistic?" Lu Ming looked at her speechlessly, and said stubbornly, "Who said I can't eat spicy food? I just can't eat it when I see you."

"I didn't expect you to be such a nice person." Wen Chu rested her chin on her hand, picked up another piece of meat, and said to herself.

Lu Ming realized he couldn't reason with this woman, so he simply stopped wasting words. "Finish your meal and leave quickly. And don't forget your promise not to bother me again tomorrow." With that, he went upstairs.

"Don't worry, I won't forget~" But if you do forget, that's another story.

Following the principle that a full stomach makes for better work, Wen Chu ate her meal alone at the table, patted her stomach, and smiled contentedly at the aunt who had cooked the meal. The aunt smiled back at her in a friendly manner.

She glanced at the room upstairs to make sure Lu Ming hadn't come out before waving to the aunt.

The auntie walked over with a smile. Wen Chu lowered her voice and asked softly, "Auntie, can you tell me what Lu Ming is usually like? I want to know more about him."

The aunt shook her head. "Actually, I don't know much about him either. I've been here for ten years. The young master is actually quite nice to us. He's just quiet and stays in his room except when he's eating."

"He's always lived here alone?"

The aunt nodded. "Ever since I came here, the young master has been living alone."

"Aren't Mrs. Lu and Chairman Lu going to see him?"

The aunt shook her head again, as if she wanted to say something, but hesitated and didn't say anything in the end.

Wen Chu didn't make things difficult for her, but seeing the unspeakable reluctance on the aunt's face, it seemed that the fact that Lu Ming was an illegitimate child had really been confirmed.

What a bloodsucking family! They need someone to do the work, and the whole family is supported by him alone, yet they won't even give him a little love or care.

Is this the inevitable path for a cold and domineering CEO?

Wen Chu pursed her lips, and then heard the aunt whisper, "It seems that the young master has encountered some difficulties recently. He doesn't look too good every time he comes back."

Wen Chu's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously felt that she was the one who caused the trouble, but the aunt explained again, "He's always on the computer and making video calls. I guess there's a problem at the company. In my eyes, he's still a child. My son is about the same age as him and plays games happily every day. Compared to him, the young master is really working much harder."

As soon as she heard those words, Wen Chu's heart sank back down.

"I hope Miss Wen can come and spend more time with him, just like she did today."

Wen Chu was somewhat surprised, "You know me?"

The aunt smiled and said tactfully, "Young master has no one else by his side besides you."

Wen Chu scratched his head sheepishly; it seemed the original owner's pursuit was quite earth-shattering.

"No one likes him more than me," she admitted frankly, subtly cultivating good relationships with those around Lu Ming.

The aunt smiled even more brightly, "Don't be fooled by the young master's pale face, he has a soft heart. You are so beautiful and gentle, talk to him more and get to know him better, you will definitely win him over."

This was the first time Wen Chu had been praised for her gentleness, and she couldn't help but smile, saying with a grin, "Thank you for your kind words."

"Why haven't you left yet?" Lu Ming suddenly stood upstairs, changed into his pajamas, and looked down at her.