Seeing the lunch box placed in Lu Jing's office, the secretary who came to deliver water showed a look of surprise on his face. He wanted to say something, but when he saw the innocent and harmless Zhang Lingying, he held back. Seeing that Lu Jing had no other instructions, he turned around and left the president's office.

Zhang Lingying was holding a water cup and sitting on the sofa supervising Lu Jing. She had no idea that after the secretary left, the entire president's office area had an earthquake!

Almost everyone was passing it on word of mouth, lamenting that Mr. Lu had finally had a meal!

In addition, Zhang Lingying, who came to deliver food to Lu Jing, became the most mysterious boss of the Re Group of the year.

Just imagine, since Mrs. Lu Jing, who didn't even take her own father seriously, actually obeyed a little girl who didn't seem to know whether she was an adult or not, and let her eat and drink the soup... What kind of experience is this?

Others in the group don’t know that people in the president’s office know best. Lu Jing lost her mother and has not eaten for many days. The number of times private doctors have entered and exited the president’s office is more than Lu Jing’s personal assistant.

Many people are worried whether Lu Jing can overcome this hurdle, but now he has been dealt with by a little girl.

If Zhang Lingying hadn't been to the Re Group for the first time, the way she got along with Lu Jing would have seemed to be ambiguous. I'm afraid that the news about the president's wife would have been spread all over the world.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

Zhang Lingying didn't know what speculation had caused outside because of her. She smiled and looked at Lu Jing who was eating in front of her with satisfaction, with her eyes as happy as the old mother who had fed her son.

"It's delicious." After Lu Jing finished drinking the last bite of soup in the bowl, all the food in front of him had been swept away by him.

Zhang Lingying brought a lot of food, and he was very full.

Strangely, he did not feel nauseous when he smelled the food like before, or forced himself to feel discomfort after eating.

Seeing her, he was very happy. It seemed that even his quiet stomach finally remembered his responsibilities and began to feel hungry.

He even thought that if she could deliver food to him every day, his doctor could be laid off early...

Lu Jing thought of something, stood up from the sofa, walked to the desk anxiously, and pressed the inside line: "Notify me..."

Before Lu Jing could finish his words, the door to the president's office rang.

The next second, a middle-aged man in neatly dressed and capable, walked in from outside the door with a small box, "Mr. Lu, it's time for you to get a nutritional injection."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he smelled the smell of food in the air, until he saw Zhang Lingying sitting on the sofa and packing the lunch box, his figure paused.

Lu Jing, who had no time to let the secretary stop his private doctor, was stunned at the desk.

The air seemed to have frozen.

Lu Jing narrowed his eyes, and thought about many possibilities in his mind for a moment. He even had a hundred answers to Zhang Lingying's questions. He opened his lips with difficulty: "Zhang Lingying, I can explain."

Zhang Lingying packed up the lunch boxes, put them in a handbag, pulled a piece of paper to wipe his hands, turned around and looked at Lu Jing's private doctor, and asked uncertainly: "He has eaten, do you still need a nutritional injection?"

Lu Jing: "..."

doctor:"……"

Zhang Lingying said to herself: "If you can eat, it's better to eat. The injection is very painful, are you right?"

She turned her head to look at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing: "..."
Chapter completed!