It happened to be rush hour, and the roads were completely jammed.
Bai Xiaoruo sat on the bus, watching the vehicle that hadn't moved forward for more than ten minutes, and felt anxious.
Although the lunchbox I was holding was insulated and wouldn't get cold quickly, I still wanted to get it to Xian Mingyu as soon as possible so he wouldn't go hungry for too long.
Hsien Ming-yu doesn't always ask Aunt Qin to bring him lunch; it depends entirely on his mood and the time. Sometimes, when he's in a long meeting, he's too lazy to eat lunch and doesn't even feel hungry, so he just gets through the whole day like that. Other times, he wants to eat at other restaurants, so Aunt Qin won't prepare lunch in advance unless Hsien Ming-yu calls.
There wasn't much work to do today. Apart from a short meeting in the afternoon, there weren't even any documents that required Hsien Ming-yu's signature.
I spent over an hour playing games in the office, feeling utterly bored, and Aunt Qin's lunch still hadn't arrived.
Xian Mingyu looked down at his watch with some impatience. It was almost two o'clock. He had called home at 11:30. Why was Aunt Qin so slow?
He picked up the phone on the table and called home, but no one answered. He then called Aunt Qin's personal phone, which was also answered after a long time.
[Young Master, what's wrong?]
"Aunt Qin, where's my lunch? It's so late, if you're not coming soon, you might as well not bring it at all."
[What? Lunch hasn't arrived yet? The young mistress went out a long time ago.]
In her haste, Aunt Qin completely forgot about Bai Xiaoruo's previous instruction to keep it a secret from Xian Mingyu.
"What did you say?" Upon hearing Aunt Qin mention Bai Xiaoruo, Xuan Mingyu was immediately puzzled.
His lunch today was delivered by his wife, who had been missing for the past three months since their marriage.
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