Chapter 107: Third Master's Loving Lunch
"Third Master!"
Gu Sihan stopped what he was doing and looked at Fu Jiu, his gaze fixed on the thermos cup in her hand. "What? A charity lunch?"
"Here, chicken soup. I made it myself. It took me four hours to cook."
Fu Jiu placed the thermos box on Gu Sihan's desk with a polite look on her face. Gu Sihan stood up, took the box in his hand and examined it, which made Fu Jiu feel a little guilty. "Did you make this yourself?"
Fu Jiu nodded: "Of course, I got up early in the morning to do this."
Gu Sihan had a smile on his face, and it seemed that he was in a good mood.
He came to the sofa with the thermos cup in his arms. Fu Jiu saw that his task was completed, so he said, "Drink it slowly. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, he walked towards the door. Gu Sihan said, “Wait a moment.”
Fu Jiu turned her head to look at him: "What's wrong?"
Gu Sihan waved at her: "Come here!"
When he said this, there was always a faint smile on the corner of Gu Sihan's mouth.
Fu Jiu walked forward obediently: "What are you doing?"
"Sit down first!"
Fu Jiu sat across from him, and Gu Sihan followed suit. The moment he opened the thermal box, his expression suddenly changed.
She looked at Fu Jiu and said, "You said you made me the chicken soup yourself?"
Fu Jiu nodded: "Yeah, what's wrong?"
Gu Sihan put the thermos box back on the table and said with a cold face: "Look for yourself."
Fu Jiu looked at it doubtfully.
This is~
Gu Sihan said with disdain, "You're calling a horse a deer! Fu Jiu, you're quite courageous."
Fu Jiu placed the thermos on the coffee table. "Hey, fish head soup is a nourishing soup, so it doesn't matter whether it's chicken soup or not."
"Fu Jiu!" Gu Sihan yelled, looking unhappy.
Fu Jiu was speechless. Was it really that serious?
Does it matter if it's chicken soup or not? As long as it nourishes the body, that's enough.
"Third Master, just drink it. It's a nourishing soup anyway!"
Gu Sihan looked at Fu Jiu's indifferent expression and felt unhappy.
"Take your soup and roll."
Fu Jiu curled her lips and muttered softly, "It's okay if you don't want to drink, but why are you getting so angry? What's wrong with you?"
Gu Sihan looked at her coldly: "What did you say?"
Fu Jiu quickly shook her head: "No, no, I'm leaving now."
Fu Jiu quickly grabbed the tonic soup on the table and prepared to slip away before Gu Sihan got angry.
But why can't the door be opened?
She turned to look at Gu Sihan: "Third Master, please open the door."
Gu Sihan ignored her and leaned back on the sofa. Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang.
"Let her come up!" Gu Sihan stood up and answered the phone.
Fu Jiu stood awkwardly by the door and spoke again, "Third Master, please open the door and let me out."
Look at how humble she was, she was told to get out.
“Get back here!”
Fu Jiu: ! !
Damn it, get away from me.
After a while, the door made a click. Fu Jiu was overjoyed, thinking that Gu Sihan didn't want to see her and was about to let her leave: "Third Master, I'm going to leave first..."
"Brother Sihan~~~~~" Before she could finish her words, a coquettish voice interrupted Fu Jiu.
Then a girl wearing a white dress and long straight black hair appeared in front of Fu Jiu.
green tea!
Fu Jiu glanced at Zhao Jingshu, her eyes fixed on the lunch box in her hand.
Zhao Jingshu was stunned when she saw Fu Jiu, then asked with disdain, "Why are you here?"
Fu Jiu looked at her without saying anything.
Zhao Jingshu looked at Fu Jiu with a smug look on her face. "Brother Sihan, I made you a heart-warming lunch."
Then she looked at Gu Sihan. Fu Jiu also turned her head to look at Gu Sihan, thinking that Gu Sihan, a straight man, would definitely refuse. But unexpectedly, Gu Sihan actually accepted it and said thank you.
Zhao Jingshu looked at her provocatively.
Fu Jiu: ~~~~~
I can’t lose to anyone but this green tea.
Fu Jiu quickly rushed to Zhao Jingshu, smiling, "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Zhao! You even brought my husband a lunch box!"
Zhao Jingshu said as a matter of course: "It's not hard. It's worth doing anything for Brother Sihan."
Look, if she didn't have the first-rate ability to identify bitches, she really wouldn't be able to do it.
"It's not worth it!" Fu Jiu paused. "Miss Zhao, I'm afraid your kindness has been wasted by the Third Master. It's not worth it, not worth it!"
After saying that, he picked up Zhao Jingshu's lunch box from the table and opened it directly.
Oh, there are peach hearts too, wow, it really took a lot of effort.
But this is my own fault.
"Miss Zhao, your bento is so special."
Zhao Jingshu looked pleased with herself when she heard this, but her pride didn't last long before she heard Fu Jiu say, "Eh~ What is this? It looks like a pile of dog shit. Third Master, take a look, is this dog shit?"
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