After all, her hostility towards Zuo Yuqing was accumulated over many years.
Lu Jingchen wasn’t very surprised by Zuo Yuqing’s arrival; he simply asked, "Why are you here at this time?"
Zuo Yuqing’s gaze fell on Li Man, just a swift look before quickly shifting away, wearing a faint smile as she walked towards the hospital room in her high heels, and explained while walking, "I just rushed over after finishing scheduled work, and I didn’t know if anyone had brought you lunch. However, it seems like what I’ve brought might be a bit redundant."
It was at this moment that Li Man realized Zuo Yuqing was holding a bag that seemed to contain a thermos, causing her heart to skip a beat. She instinctively looked at Lu Jingchen, fearing he would suddenly say he wanted to eat what Zuo Yuqing had brought.
If that were the case, it would be like being slapped in the face, a real embarrassment...
But Lu Jingchen didn’t immediately say whose food he wanted to eat; he merely casually asked, "What did you bring?"
Zuo Yuqing placed the thermos she was holding on the table on the other side of the hospital bed, flashed a grin, and said, "Seafood porridge. I remember you used to like it. It might not be handmade by Miss Li, since I had it made at the studio. The seasoning was added by my assistant, but let me tell you, I washed the rice and I turned on the stove..." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
As Zuo Yuqing spoke, she met Lu Jingchen’s gaze, which held a touch of strangeness, and immediately felt intimidated, quickly admitting, "Alright, in fact, the assistant was the one who turned on the stove. I just thought nobody brought you lunch, so I volunteered to bring it. You might as well eat what Miss Li made."
Zuo Yuqing couldn’t cook; in fact, she had never stepped into a kitchen to cook. Even though she had a rough time for a period of her life, after being taken in by her uncle and aunt back into the Zuo Family, she was pretty much pampered and spoiled, so how could she possibly cook?
Even her uncle would go so far as to keep her out of the kitchen, claiming it was too greasy... yet the kitchen at home had a range hood, there was no way it was actually that greasy.
After going abroad, even though she lived on her own initially, she did try cooking but almost burned the kitchen down, ending up eating takeout all the time afterward.
In her assistant’s words, her going into the kitchen would be a disaster. Even if it didn’t bring disaster, whatever she made probably wouldn’t be edible. So for making something as simple as seafood porridge, she just let her assistant handle the seasoning while she only washed the rice...
The thought left Zuo Yuqing feeling rather dejected in her heart. Not being able to cook really wouldn’t do. After she had once eaten the food made by Song Qiao, she wanted to try cooking herself. Later, on the day Song Qiao ran away from home, Lu Jingchen ended up with a fever to save her, and she also wanted to cook a meal for Lu Jingchen. At the time, though, she only helped out in the kitchen, washing vegetables and passing the oil and salt.
After all, cooking wasn’t her innate talent.
Li Man was slightly surprised on the side, not expecting Zuo Yuqing to say such things. What surprised her even more was that Zuo Yuqing couldn’t cook.
In her opinion, in this day and age, it’s rare to find a woman who doesn’t know how to cook. Many men could cook as well, and she knew Lu Jingchen was definitely one who could, although she hadn’t had the opportunity to try his food yet.
Suddenly, Li Man felt she finally had an edge over Zuo Yuqing. A surge of pride instantly filled her heart and began to show, as she said to Lu Jingchen, "President Lu, why don’t you try mine? You know my mom owns a restaurant, and I learned my cooking skills from her. I wasn’t sure exactly what you liked, so I just made a few dishes and also prepared some chicken soup for you."
As Li Man spoke, she began to open the thermos she had brought. Her insulated food container had multiple layers; aside from the bottom layer that contained rice, the others held dishes, and another thermos was filled with the soup she had especially simmered.
Upon opening the lid of the food container, the aroma of the dishes immediately filled the hospital room.
Zuo Yuqing took a glance, realizing that indeed, another person’s home-cooked meal was not only visually appealing but also full of fragrance and flavor.
Thinking of the porridge she brought herself... Zuo Yuqing instantly fell silent.
At this moment, she had silently resolved that when she marries in the future, she must find someone who can cook, else they might end up starving to death.
Assistant Xue rushed into the hospital room and was startled to see a beautiful woman, including Zuo Yuqing herself, standing by their Boss’s bed. He was completely taken aback and conflicted about whether or not to inform his Boss about the matter of his wife.
Zuo Yuqing was the first to notice Assistant Xue at the door. Her smile was as radiant as ever, and she greeted him directly, "Assistant Xue, long time no see, what brings you to visit your boss at this time? You’re not here to deliver lunch as well, are you?"
Assistant Xue, "...Miss Zuo, you jest. I have something to report to President Lu..."
The man, who usually appeared cold or even slightly gloomy, remained expressionless as he softly uttered three words, "What matter?"
Assistant Xue glanced at Zuo Yuqing then at Li Man, intending to talk to his Boss alone, but realizing there wasn’t much time, he steeled himself and blurted out, "President, I’ve just received news... the President’s wife... She left An City on the noon flight today..."