"Hehehehe... It's my duty to share Lord Jue's worries." Gu Ziming laughed dryly, his face stiff...
Did he interrupt Lord Feng's good deed? Otherwise, why would he have such an expression!
Feng Yulin stood inside the room, exuding a cold air. After Ling Jue received the food, she sat at the table and chewed on a bun, looking at the two of them with a puzzled expression.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more awkward, Gu Ziming laughed dryly. "Hehehe... I'll take my leave first. Goodbye, Lord Jue. Goodbye, Master Lin."
After he said that, the smoke disappeared without a trace. Ling Jue frowned. Was he afraid of Feng Yulin?
Or was he still so cowardly?
She chewed on the bun leisurely. There was someone sitting across from her.
Ling Jue looked up at him and bit on the bun. "What's with that expression?"
Feng Yulin looked serious. "I'll bring you breakfast every day from now on."
"Pfft." Ling Jue almost spat on his face. She looked at him with disdain. "Are you also very free?"
Xiao Ming had been really free recently. He had found someone to manage the casino, and he was more comfortable as a manager than her.
Therefore, his daily pleasure was to bring his sister breakfast, bring her breakfast, and bring Shui Yi breakfast...
Perhaps, he did not know how to repay the people who treated him well.
Therefore, he could only use this method.
"I'm very busy." Feng Yulin took a bun. "But for you, I can also squeeze some time out."
Ling Jue did not understand. "It's faster to order takeout."
He looked up at her. "That's from my heart."
"..."
The corner of Ling Jue's lips curled up. "Yes, you can have someone bring it over. I don't want you to be too tired. That's what I thought."
Feng Yulin's dark eyes stared at her tightly. Ling Jue could not understand the emotions in his eyes. In a moment, they turned into deep doting. "Okay."
Ling Jue's lips curled up. She scooped up a wonton stew with her spoon. "Here, I'll feed you."
Feng Yulin opened his mouth with a smile in his eyes.
"One for you, one for me." Ling Jue ate one herself with a smile on her face.
After she ate one, she handed another one to Feng Yulin.
Then, she ate another one herself. Just like that, the two of them finished a bowl of wonton stew.
Actually, Gu Ziming had brought quite a lot of food with him. Ling Jue could eat until she was full. If she ate with Feng Yulin, both of them would be 70% full.
After they finished eating, Ling Jue took care of some things while Feng Yulin sat on the sofa reading the newspaper.
It was more interesting for the two of them to stay like this than to go out and play.
Perhaps the two of them were not suitable for ordinary couples to date. Instead, it would be more interesting to work together.
"By the way, how's your amusement park?" Ling Jue suddenly looked up at him.
Feng Yulin moved his finger and said softly, "Half done."
"I see." Ling Jue nodded and continued working.
Feng Yulin turned to look at her. She was writing something with her head lowered. She rubbed the space between her eyebrows from time to time, looking helpless.
A teasing smile appeared on his face. "Do you know how hard it is to be a CEO now?"
"I've always known." Ling Jue smiled helplessly. "But it doesn't mean that I don't have to work hard anymore."
"Lord Jue is amazing." Feng Yulin's eyes were smiling, and his red lips were filled with affection.
"Not as powerful as Lord Feng."
"Lord Jue is the most powerful."
"Lord Feng is the most powerful."
A certain man's lips curled up into an evil smile. "Of course. How can I be your man if I'm not powerful?"
"No matter how powerful you are, you're still my underling," said Ling Jue, unwilling to be outdone.
"Is that so? Lord Jue, do you want to give it a try? Which one of us is the underling?"