Chapter 340 She can make it even more exciting for him!
Nan Xia raised an eyebrow at her best friend. Her attitude towards that woman seemed a bit harsh. Wasn't it Nan Xia who invited her over?
Suppressing her annoyance, Duan Xue forced a gentle tone and said, "I'm sorry, Second Miss, for keeping you waiting. There are two more dishes, they'll be ready soon..."
She just wanted to show off her cooking skills to President Lu and make more dishes, but it would take too much time for her to do it all by herself.
Those three people didn't come to help at all.
"Two more dishes? How stupid! It takes over an hour to make just a few dishes. You can take your time, we'll eat first." Lu Qingya scoffed, helping her best friend up.
"Let's go eat first, we're starving."
Nan Xia nodded and went to sit down in the restaurant. When Lu Qinghe went to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks, he only glanced at his assistant indifferently and ignored her.
She came over to cook herself, what does it have to do with me?
Qingya picked up her chopsticks and glanced at the five dishes on the table: braised pork belly, braised spare ribs, stir-fried shrimp, garlic sprout chicken with cured pork, and a chicken soup.
"Just looking at these dishes makes me lose my appetite. They're not exactly presentable. It's clear they're not from the same social class; they can't be served in a refined setting." She said this deliberately to the woman.
People of their status and background would never eat such greasy braised pork, let alone garlic sprouts and cured pork. As for shrimp, they eat Australian lobster.
"..." Duan Xue, who was in the kitchen, heard her words and a dark look flashed in her eyes. She gripped the spatula tightly in her hand and suppressed her anger.
Just wait, one day I'll become her sister-in-law, and I'll live openly and legitimately in the Lu family, becoming a wealthy wife!
They also want to make her fall out of favor in the Lu family and then kick her out of the Lu family!!
Hmph, go ahead and be arrogant now.
"I'm sorry, Miss, I'm just an ordinary person who only knows how to cook these simple home-style dishes. Please don't be angry. Let's just have this for lunch today," she said to her in a very kind tone.
Lu Qingya ignored her words, picked up a shrimp, tasted it, and pouted, "It's overcooked, the seasoning is too strong, you can't taste the shrimp at all, what a waste."
Nan Xia took a bite, and indeed, her cooking skills were miles inferior to Song Yanzhi's.
"Let's just have something simple for lunch today, we still need to get our marriage certificate later," Lu Qinghe said.
At this moment, Duan Xue brought over a plate of steamed fish, forcing a smile as she called to them, "President Lu, please try this dish..."
"Sit down and eat, then go back," he called to her in a deep voice.
"There's still one vegetable dish I haven't cooked." Was he feeling sorry for himself?
"No need to cook it, we can't eat that much," Lu Qing and Shen Sheng said.
Duan Xue sat down next to him, because Nan Xia and Lu Qingya were sitting opposite her, and she didn't want to squeeze in with those two women.
She was about to sit next to her husband right in front of Nan Xia—it felt so good!
"..." Lu Qingya frowned when she saw her sitting next to her brother. She was very unhappy, but she was afraid that if she deliberately asked her to leave, it would arouse her best friend's suspicion.
Duan Xue picked up her chopsticks and tasted the dish she had made. It was actually quite good; she had exceeded her usual standard at lunchtime. She glanced at the man sitting next to her, silently ate her food, but one of her feet was restlessly rubbing against the man's ankle under the table.
Her toes continued to inch upwards, caressing his skin—
Lu Qinghe was stunned. He felt a tingling sensation in the area she had been teasing. He frowned, turned his head to look at this damned woman, and a warning flashed in his eyes.
"Mr. Lu, is it because the food I made doesn't suit your taste?" she asked seriously while continuing to tease him.
He immediately moved his leg away and uttered four words in a deep voice, "It tastes awful."
"Then I'll have to make do with what I have for lunch today. I rarely cook for myself; I usually eat takeout."
Duan Xue spoke warmly, treating them like family, while her left hand silently moved under the table and boldly placed on the thigh of the man beside her.
My fingertips gently glided and moved across it.
“…!” Lu Qinghe was completely stunned. His thighs felt numb as if countless ants were crawling on them, and his heart was in his throat with nervousness.
He didn't dare look at the damned woman sitting next to him, but instead glanced at Nan Xia across from him. Fortunately, she was quietly eating her food and didn't look at him or the woman.
Duan Xue turned to look at him and saw the suppressed desire in his eyes. She smiled slightly and knew that men liked this kind of stimulation.
I could make it even more exciting for him...
"Attorney Nan, are your injuries getting better?" she asked in a concerned tone, while her hand was enticing her fiancé below, her fingers nimbly kneading and sliding.
"Cough!" Lu Qinghe suddenly coughed loudly and kicked the bitch, but she did not stop and completely ignored his warning.
Nan Xia glanced at the two people opposite her, unaware of their secret dealings, and replied indifferently, "Hmm."
"It's good that you're feeling better. So when are we planning to go back to New York?" Duan Xue asked in a very serious tone.
"Book your plane ticket later and go back first," Lu Qing and Shen Sheng called to her, not daring to get angry with her at this moment. If Nan Xia found out, she would definitely not forgive them.
“…Okay, Mr. Lu.” Duan Xue didn’t refuse him in front of the others; she wasn’t going to buy a ticket and go back first, as she wanted to stay here.
I wonder how much longer they will stay in the country?
"Clatter!" Lu Qingya's chopsticks suddenly fell to the ground. When she bent down to pick them up, Duan Xue was startled and immediately withdrew her hands and feet. That woman probably didn't see it, right?
When his younger sister bent over, Lu Qinghe was startled, and his face turned somewhat pale—his younger sister probably didn't notice, right?
"Why do you suddenly look so pale? Are you feeling unwell?" Nanxia asked the man opposite her.
"...I just have a slight headache, probably from not getting enough rest," he said, offering an excuse.
"Did you drive back or fly back?" Nanxia asked this question after hearing that he hadn't rested well.
Lu Qinghe was afraid that she would check the flight information, so he could only lie and say, "I took a taxi."
"Didn't you leave your hometown in the middle of the night?" It takes about seven hours to drive from City C to City S. He arrived home in the morning, not in the middle of the night, right?
He suppressed his nervousness, forced himself to remain calm, took a bite of food, and only after swallowing it did he think of a suitable excuse:
"Cough... Well, Grandpa didn't want me to leave, so I secretly left home. Wasn't it because I wanted to come back and take care of you as soon as possible?"
"Then your grandfather wasn't angry?" Nan Xia asked again, feeling that his answer seemed reasonable.
“I called him this morning to apologize. It’s okay. Once you’re healed, we’ll go back to see them together.”
He gave a perfunctory reply, saying that once she recovered, wasn't she going to take revenge? She didn't have time to go to City C with him; once things were settled here, she should immediately return to New York.
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