Chapter 41 Being kind to you is an instinct
The next day, Wang Ma woke up feeling refreshed and prepared breakfast for her young master. As soon as she entered the living room, she saw a sparkling wedding dress in front of her.
Wang Ma was extremely excited: "Oh my, this is so beautiful! Who did the young master prepare this for?"
She couldn't wait to call the master and mistress right now and tell them that their young master had found a marriage partner he liked.
However, she thought about it and realized that the time was wrong; it was too early, and the master and mistress were still resting.
Let's prepare breakfast for the young master first.
As soon as Wang Ma entered the kitchen, she saw Lu Jingxiao busy at work, with several breakfast items already laid out on the marble countertop.
"Young Master, what... why are you making breakfast yourself? This..."
Aren't you stealing my job?
How am I supposed to live like this?
Lu Jingxiao glanced at Wang Ma indifferently, his hands still busy serving buns: "Wang Ma, take that lady's dress from the laundry room to my room and give it to Weiwei. She can come down for breakfast while you're at it."
Wang Ma froze on the spot. What did the young master just say?
Is there a girl in the young master's room?
Could it be a girl the young master used to like?
"Yes, young master."
The young master didn't say much, and as a servant, she couldn't interfere.
We can only do as the young master orders.
Wang Ma took the dress and went upstairs to find the person. Just as she was about to knock, the door opened. Wang Ma was slightly taken aback: "Hello, Miss, this is a dress my young master asked me to bring up. You..."
"Thank you, Aunt Wang."
Luo Zhiwei thanked her softly.
Wang Ma looked bewildered and simply presented her with a garment. There was nothing to thank her for, and the key point was that the other party was very sincere.
She seemed a little confused, but nodded slightly anyway: "Then please change your clothes first, breakfast is ready..."
"Okay, I understand."
Luo Zhiwei changed her clothes and went downstairs. There were still some traces of iodine residue on her knees from the previous night's application. Fortunately, her skirt was long enough to go past her knees, so as long as she didn't move too much, it wouldn't be easily noticed.
When she saw the wedding dress displayed in the living room, her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
The joy of finding her wedding dress intact filled her with a sense of relief and happiness.
Seeing that she stood there for a long time, Wang Ma guessed that she was somewhat lost in thought, so she went up to her and started a conversation: "Miss, may I ask your surname...?"
"My name is Luo Zhiwei."
hiss--
Aunt Wang's eyes widened in surprise; it really was the young master's ex-girlfriend.
"Miss Luo, do you really like this wedding dress?"
Luo Zhiwei's eyes softened, and she said softly, "Of course, this is my mother's most treasured wedding dress. How could I not like it?"
Suddenly remembering something, she turned to Wang Ma with gratitude and said, "Thank you, Wang Ma, for helping me tidy up my wedding dress and washing my clothes."
Wang Ma exclaimed.
"I didn't do anything last night." Wang Ma thought to herself that she must have misunderstood, and quickly explained, "Miss Luo, I slept through the night yesterday and did nothing. But my young master looks like he didn't sleep all night. He was preparing breakfast early this morning."
What?
Luo Zhiwei found it somewhat unbelievable; she didn't think she had that much influence.
"You mean you didn't do anything yesterday?"
"No." Wang Ma shook her head honestly: "I didn't even know you were coming, Miss Luo. It was only this morning that the young master asked me to deliver clothes to your room."
Luo Zhiwei frowned. In other words, Lu Jingxiao washed her clothes and even took care of tidying up her wedding dress.
But didn't he say he would leave these things to Wang Ma to handle?
Luo Zhiwei carefully considered what Wang Ma had just said, then asked uncertainly, "You just said... Lu Jingxiao is preparing breakfast?"
"Yes," Wang Ma glanced at the kitchen. "It should be almost done."
Luo Zhiwei rushed into the kitchen as if she was eager to verify something, and just then she saw Lu Jingxiao holding a plate with fried dough sticks on it.
Lu Jingxiao felt embarrassed, as if he had been caught doing something wrong. He wished he had been a little faster, otherwise Weiwei would have noticed.
"You're all packed? Let's eat first, then we'll go to the company together."
"Lu Jingxiao...Does the dignified CEO Lu have a habit of making breakfast himself?"
Lu Jingxiao gave a haughty snort, his eyes filled with smugness: "You think just anyone can eat what I make?"
What are you thinking about?
He put down the plate in his hand, and Luo Zhiwei followed his movements, her gaze shifting.
"Can..."
Then why make it for me?
"Hurry up and eat breakfast. Maybe I can give you a ride to your parking spot near the company. Otherwise, I'll just park in the company parking lot..."
"I'll eat now."
Luo Zhiwei sat down at the table almost without hesitation, picked up a small steamed bun and started eating. Hmm... these were the steamed buns that Lu Jingxiao used to bring her every time they went to school.
It was the taste she had been missing for five years.
Since Lu Jingxiao left, none of the breakfasts she bought have tasted the same.
It turns out that he didn't buy it from outside, but... he made it himself.
Luo Zhiwei secretly glanced at Lu Jingxiao a couple of times, thankfully without being noticed. Little did she know, Lu Jingxiao was also glancing at her.
I wonder if Weiwei can taste this flavor.
All of this is for her to learn.
When they were dating, Weiwei would get diarrhea whenever she ate breakfast outside. He had no choice but to take a class to learn how to make breakfasts that suited Weiwei's taste, using only the best ingredients.
He lied to Luo Zhiwei, saying that he bought it from a private restaurant, and that Weiwei had been eating their breakfast all along.
He also gained a great sense of satisfaction from Weiwei, so he kept learning and constantly came up with new and different ways to make breakfast for her.
This morning, the dishes on the dining table were some of Weiwei's favorite styles.
Fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and stuffed pancakes.
He also makes his own tofu pudding.
Seeing Luo Zhiwei eating with relish, he thought that Luo Zhiwei must have figured it out.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
Lu Jingxiao couldn't resist teasing him.
"tasty."
Luo Zhiwei took another xiaolongbao (soup dumpling), and as she ate, her voice became choked with emotion, and her eyes began to redden.
Lu Jingxiao was terrified when he saw this.
Oh my goodness!
Why did you cry while eating breakfast?
He quickly sat down next to Luo Zhiwei, anxiously and carefully comforting her: "Don't cry, it's just breakfast, why are you crying?"
Lu Jingxiao was at a loss, not knowing what to do.
Luo Zhiwei lowered her head awkwardly and wiped away her tears with her palm: "I...I'm sorry."
She forced a smile: "This breakfast tastes just like the one I had in college. You didn't mean... you bought it from a private restaurant, right?"
Lu Jingxiao gave a haughty snort: "What I make is my own private kitchen. Besides you, who else has ever eaten my cooking?"
Luo Zhiwei: "Lu Jingxiao... why... why are you so good to me?"
“Luo Zhiwei, it’s my instinct to be good to you, and I can’t go against my instinct.”
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