Chapter 160 Lu Da Mao's Wonderful Journey (Part 3)
Pei Wu guessed correctly.
His ability to read people's expressions and moods is already far superior to others.
only……
The lunchbox in my hand is a cheap one I bought two years ago, the most common rectangular metal lunchbox. Because it was dropped twice, one corner is dented. Once it's in Lu Xiwen's hand, it feels like a mosaic suddenly appearing in a beautiful painting.
It's very unreasonable.
Lu Xiwen's nose twitched again.
Pei Wu had fed stray cats for a while, so she was very familiar with this action.
Okay, I'll give it a try!
"Would you like to try some, Mr. Lu?" Pei Wu asked softly. "I made it myself; it's very clean and hygienic. If you mind the food container, I can..."
“Bring it in,” said Lu Xiwen.
He strode into the inner room, like an emperor being waited on, waiting for Pei Wu to serve him the delicacies.
"It's just that I can't touch you." Lu Xiwen sneered. "The current me can still easily beat the me from years ago."
With the "buff" of love, he wants to make his past self understand what politeness and thoughtfulness mean.
Pei Wu didn't have time to change the plate, worried that he would mock her for having glue on the soles of her feet again, so she simply brought in the lunchbox. Of course, she couldn't be without the staple food, so she handed over two white steamed buns.
Lu Xiwen did indeed sit down at his desk, his back straight, his head habitually tilted slightly upward, but his eyes were lowered.
Pei Wu placed the dish on the table, and Lu Xiwen scrutinized it critically.
Even though the fish had been sitting in the lunchbox all morning, it remained intact and the sauce on top looked especially delicious in the sunlight.
"Let me think..." Lu Xiwen stroked his chin and recalled, "Yes, I ate everything in the first meal, then gave out red envelopes, and finally asked Pei Wu to bring more the next day."
This is the process.
After taking a small bite, Lu Xiwen seemed to relax and then instructed Pei Wu, "Go to the cafeteria to eat."
"OK."
Pei Wu wasn't stingy with a fish, but felt that Lu Xiwen's autocratic behavior was based on excessive personal emotions. However, before he even left the house, a 500 yuan red envelope arrived.
Pei Wu: "!"
He got that fish cheap; the whole fish cost him only fourteen dollars and eighty cents.
Pei Wu subconsciously wanted to go back and tell Lu Xiwen that it wasn't necessary to spend so much, but thinking of President Lu's personality, she understood and paid the bill. She immediately felt refreshed and strode towards the cafeteria, where she luxuriously ordered a plate of lamb chops.
"Oh, right," Lu Xiwen said happily, as if he had made the lamb chops himself. "Buy whatever you want to eat, and I'll give you a red envelope."
But not long after finishing her meal, Pei Wu went to the restroom.
He stood in the cubicle, supporting himself on his knees, trying to calm himself down, but it was no use. After a deep, erratic breath, Pei Wu looked down and vomited. His stomach spasmed violently, and the sudden, sharp pain almost made him lose his balance. Pei Wu immediately grabbed the wall for support, his other hand tightly gripping the clothes around his abdomen. He vomited violently for several minutes.
Her cheeks, which had just been rosy from spending 500 yuan, were now only a sickly pale.
Pei Wu couldn't stand up, but luckily there weren't many people around. He pressed the flush button and then slowly slid down the wall to sit down.
Pei Wu controlled his breathing, and after several minutes, he shakily took out his phone. He opened the delivery app to order some stomach medicine, but when he saw the price of fifty-eight, he closed his phone and silently endured the pain.
Lu Xiwen stood to the side, his face equally pale.
Pei Wu's illness lasted only a short time in front of him, and he never knew it...
"Xiao Wu." Lu Xiwen squatted down and couldn't help but reach out to touch Pei Wu's face. "Are you feeling any better?"
Of course, it doesn't feel real.
Pei Wu closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the seawater, floating and sinking. In his hazy state, it seemed as if someone was asking him if he was alright. The voice was magnetic and familiar, yet it sounded like someone was suppressing a sob. It was very touching, but also strange, because there were few people around Pei Wu who truly cared about him.
"Hmm..."
Pei Wu turned his head and vomited again. The sounds around him became more anxious and agitated, and gradually, his eardrums began to vibrate.
I only felt comfortable after my stomach was empty.
"Little Fog, don't be afraid."
Someone embraced him.
The embrace was so warm, carrying a sense of timelessness that felt like a lifetime had passed.
"Xiaowu, I love you."
Pei Wu suddenly opened her eyes.
His face was covered in sweat, and his neck was soaked. Pei Wu looked around. He was the only one in the small toilet stall, and the cicadas outside could be heard clearly.
Pei Wu stood up, supporting herself on the toilet seat, a mocking smile spreading across her lips before vanishing in an instant.
That's just wishful thinking and madness.
Lu Xiwen stood to the side with his head down. After Pei Wu finished packing and left, he unleashed a powerful pheromone attack in a ring, but it only slightly distorted the surrounding scene as if it were seen through a water mirror before returning to normal.
When Pei Wu returned to his office, Lu Xiwen had already finished eating.
Looking at the spotless lunchbox, Pei Wu was shocked. "Mr. Lu, you washed it for me?"
President Lu: "..."
"Give me a break." Lu Xiwen followed in, his eyes strangely red. "He wiped the bread slices clean and ate them all."
Because it was his first time eating such delicious sweet and sour fish, Lu Xiwen ate with particular reverence, and he certainly remembered how he finished it all.
Mr. Lu: "...No, I just wiped it off quickly."
Pei Wu breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, okay."
"Is it convenient to do it tomorrow?"
"Um?"
Mr. Lu: "It tastes good. Make another one. Still five hundred."
Pei Wu's expression cracked slightly; this local tyrant truly knew nothing of human suffering.
Lu Xiwen raised an eyebrow impatiently: "Inconvenient? I can raise it to eight hundred."
"Convenient!" Pei Wu readily agreed. Only a fool would refuse an opportunity to earn extra money. "But it doesn't need to be that much..."
"Then it's decided." President Lu automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, "No steamed buns, rice."
"OK!"
Lu Xiwen, who was there, exclaimed, "'No steamed buns, just rice,' and you actually ordered dishes!"
Pei Wu was exhausted after get off work, but she still forced herself to go to the market. She wasn't going to buy anything cheap today; Lu Xiwen's red envelope was too generous, so she had to get a good fish.
“His mouth doesn’t deserve to eat,” Lu Xiwen said lazily. “Just feed him some arsenic and he’ll be mute.”
Lu wouldn't even show mercy to his former self.
After arriving home, Pei Wu efficiently prepared the fish, and in the process, she had a brief argument with a nerdy guy next door because he felt that Pei Wu was stealing his electricity.
Lu Xiwen was so angry he laughed. He stared at the other person and said in a daze, "You never leave your house, your home is as dirty as a garbage dump. Is that a light bulb on your head? That's your pathetic brain. If you really can't handle it, go shake it in front of the supermarket. Normal human communication is not suitable for you."
Pei Wu replied calmly, "If you don't want to, then call the police."
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