For a moment, he even doubted who was the boss of the company.
"Eat something first," Lu Jiaming said. "Put aside all your work and studies. I'll order some takeout for you. Eat your fill first."
"No need, Mingming," Chu Wanyi said quickly, "I only need the small balls. There are too many to finish."
Lu Jiaming turned to look at him suspiciously: "These six meatballs are as big as farts, not even as big as my dog's poop. Are you sure you can eat enough?"
"What kind of description are you using?" Chu Wanyi held the small box in her hand and couldn't eat it after hearing what she said.
"That's right," Lu Jiaming rolled his eyes. "I didn't expect you to study so hard and forget to eat. If I hadn't suddenly remembered that you like octopus balls and they happened to be selling them downstairs, you would have been so hungry that your blood sugar would have dropped this afternoon, wouldn't you?"
"No," Chu Wanyi blinked, "I was so engrossed in my studies that I didn't feel hungry..."
"What the hell! That's all for today. I'm not going to learn anymore!" Lu Jiaming said firmly, "You eat first. Let me see what's available for takeout."
Chu Wanyi said "oh" and started eating the octopus balls obediently.
When the box was opened, the dumplings were still warm and the heat was blowing straight into my face.
Chu Wanyi suddenly realized that he really hadn't eaten properly for many days.
Although Lu Zixiao and Lin Ze would bring him lunch every day, the various tasks assigned to him by Chu Yuanyi kept his schedule so full that when he finally had a chance to eat, the food was basically cold.
Even when he returned home at night, he always came back with unfinished work. Perhaps he was too tired and too irritable. Even if the chef cooked his favorite dishes, he still had no appetite.
Seeing Lu Jiaming concentrating on his phone, he clicked on a business and took a look, but perhaps because he thought Lu Jiaming didn't like the food, he quickly left.
Even Chu Wanyi felt that it was too troublesome to look through one store after another, but Lu Jiaming did not show any impatience and continued to look stubbornly and persistently.
Somehow, Chu Wanyi suddenly felt the urge to cry.
During this period, he was on edge every day, forcing himself to learn and accept everything Chu Yuanyi taught him. No matter how difficult it was, he would not give up.
Even when he was exhausted, he would just let himself relax for a short while and then get back into it.
At this time, Lu Jiaming was sitting next to him. Even though this man had a bad temper and sometimes spoke in a choking manner, Chu Wanyi truly felt a sense of relief and countless warmth.
"Xiao Chu, do you think this rice bowl is okay? It has your favorite curry..."
Lu Jiaming's voice stopped abruptly because he turned his head and met Chu Wanyi's tearful eyes, chewing a small meatball in his mouth.
Holy crap! Could it be that these meatballs are too unpalatable?
So unpalatable that it makes me cry???
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