"That's right." Lu Man did not put much thought into his words. "Because Brother Zhou and Brother Xu had to stay there every day, it was pretty tiring for them too. Moreover, they were standing guard to protect my mother. Now, I can't possibly let them stay hungry either, right? Besides, the food at the hospital doesn't taste good either."
"I haven't even tried a lunchbox that you prepared especially for me," Han Zhuoli did not mention a word about him snatching Lu Man's prepared lunchboxes from Zhou Cheng and Xu Hui in the past. "When will you make one for me?"
"Won't you be able to eat it today?" Lu Man pointed at the table full of dishes.
"I was referring to a lunchbox. The kind that you can bring to the office," Han Zhuoli looked at Lu Man, not letting her play dumb.
"…" Lu Man did not backtrack. "I'll bring it over for you on Monday then."
