Fu's Group.

The man sitting behind the desk was dressed in a tall, dark suit that outlined his handsome and tall figure. His entire body exuded the domineering aura of a ruler who ruled the world.

The man had a handsome face that had been meticulously carved. His nose was high and straight, and his facial lines were smooth. Every part of his face was the most outstanding work of a creator.

He had a pair of gold-framed glasses on his nose and looked like a refined scum. He had an aura of abstinence compared to usual.

The chief assistant, Qi Shi, was holding a document and reporting on his work.

* Ding, ding, ding... *

The phone on the desk suddenly rang.

Fu Xingchen's expression turned cold when his work was interrupted.

Seeing that it was a call from his family, Fu Xingchen's eyelids twitched and his expression became extremely ugly.

Was she getting a divorce again?

Last night, he hugged and hugged her, she must be angry.

Now that she was almost awake, she must be calling him to ask for a divorce!

Qi Shi saw that his boss was staring at his phone for a long time, but he did not pick it up.

There was also a phone call that his boss did not dare to pick up?

Out of curiosity, Qi Shi took advantage of the fact that his boss was not paying attention to him and tiptoed to take a look.

Home

It was a call from home. Why didn't the boss dare to pick it up?

Could it be... a call from the Young Madam?

The Young Madam's three sentences to the Young Master were inseparable from the divorce. It was no wonder the boss didn't pick up the phone.

He couldn't understand. The boss was handsome and rich, and he loved Young Madam so much. Why didn't Young Madam like the boss?

Ding, ding, ding...

The phone's ringtone sounded especially loud and abrupt in the quiet office.

Fu Xingchen stared at the phone, but he did not reach out to take it.

He just stared at it, did not say to pick it up, and did not hang up.

Seeing that this could not go on, Qi Shi said with good intentions, "Boss, why don't you pick up the phone? If the Young Madam finds out that you deliberately refused to pick up the phone, she will say that you don't love her anymore. Why are you still wasting her time? At that time, she will use this excuse to divorce you!"

After saying that, Qi Shi nodded confidently.

This was the Young Madam's temperament. He had never seen her like this nine times, but he had at least seen her like this eight times. She used trivial matters to divorce the boss.

Fu Xingchen recalled that she had used trivial matters to divorce him several times before.

He only cared about not answering the phone and did not want to hear her divorce, but he forgot that if he deliberately did not answer the phone, he would definitely give her a chance to make a big fuss.

Thinking of this, Fu Xingchen picked up the phone.

"Young Master, it's me."

Hearing Housekeeper Fu's voice, Fu Xingchen's tightly knitted brows relaxed a little.

As long as it wasn't her.

However, when he thought about how it was not her who called him, he felt an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

If there was nothing special, she would never take the initiative to call him.

"What's the matter, Housekeeper Fu?" He suppressed the disappointment in his heart and asked.

Housekeeper Fu looked at the little woman sitting at the dining table in the dining room and smiled. "Young Master, Young Madam asked if you would be back for lunch."

Would she be kind enough to ask him to go back for lunch?

In his opinion, there was an 80% chance that she had prepared a Hongmen Feast. When he went back to eat, she would talk to him about divorce.

"No, I have an appointment at noon." Fu Xingchen refused.

Housekeeper Fu was full of anticipation. When he heard his young master's rejection, he was shocked.

Young Master, this is the first time Young Madam took the initiative to ask me to call you and ask you to come home for lunch. Why don't you take this opportunity?

"Young Master, actually..."

"I still have a meeting. I'm hanging up." Fu Xingchen didn't want to give Housekeeper Fu a chance to persuade him, so he hung up without waiting for Housekeeper Fu to say anything.

On the other end of the phone, Housekeeper Fu sighed when he saw that his young master had hung up so quickly.

This was a good opportunity to improve their relationship with the Young Madam, and it was wasted just like that.

Housekeeper Fu hung up the phone and returned to the dining room.

"Young Madam..." Housekeeper Fu wanted to say something but hesitated. He did not dare to report.

If the Young Madam knew that the Young Master would not come for lunch, would she use this as an excuse to divorce the Young Master?

Su Luoluo finished the last sip of milk in her cup and caught a glimpse of Housekeeper Fu's hesitant expression. She could guess the answer from the bottom of her heart.

"Is it because Fu Xingchen won't come for lunch?"

Su Luoluo felt that it was impossible.

She had taken the initiative to ask Housekeeper Fu to call him. Logically speaking, he should have rushed back without stopping!

"The young master said that he had a client at noon, so he won't come for lunch."

As if afraid that Su Luoluo would be angry with Fu Xingchen, Housekeeper Fu immediately explained, "Young Madam, Young Master's company is very busy. Sometimes he forgets to eat lunch. It's not that he won't come to eat lunch with you. I hope you can understand and don't be angry with him. "

Su Luoluo facepalmed helplessly.

Alright, even Housekeeper Fu did not believe that she would be so kind as to call Fu Xingchen back for lunch.

That man would not believe it even more, so it was natural for him to refuse.

After all, he was afraid that this was a Feast of Hongmen. When he came back, she would divorce him.

It seemed that if he let Fu Xingchen believe that she would not divorce him, it would be even more difficult than the Red Army's 800-mile-long march.

"Housekeeper Fu, tell the kitchen to make a lunchbox for two. I'll bring food to Fu Xingchen later. I'll go up and change first."

After giving her orders, Su Luoluo got up and went upstairs.

Housekeeper Fu stood there in shock, watching Su Luoluo's back as she left, unable to recover for a long time.

The Young Madam was really different now.

She even personally brought the Young Master his lunchbox.

"Someone, quickly prepare the bento."

The maid ran into the kitchen and told the head chef.

When the head chef heard that Su Luoluo was going to bring lunch to the young master, he did not feel happy at all. Instead, he felt uneasy.

When Housekeeper Fu entered the kitchen and saw the worried expression on the head chef's face, he could not help but be curious.

"It's getting late, Chef. Hurry up and prepare lunch. Young Mistress is going to send it to Young Master later."

The head chef said worriedly, "Housekeeper Fu, are you sure Young Madam didn't go to the company to divorce Young Master on the pretext of sending lunch?"

As soon as the head chef said that, Housekeeper Fu's face immediately became serious.

That's right. The young master and the Young Madam had been married for more than a year.

Perhaps it was really as the head chef said, the young mistress had changed her way of getting a divorce with the young master.

Aiyo!

He was almost deceived by the young mistress's acting skills.

"You're right," Housekeeper Fu said in realization.

The head chef asked, "Then should we still prepare the lunchbox?"

Housekeeper Fu frowned and was unsure for a moment.

They had to prepare a lunchbox for the Young Madam. If the Young Madam found an excuse to divorce the Young Master, they would not be able to bear the blame if the Young Master blamed them.

However, if they didn't prepare lunch for their mistress, their mistress would be angry and use it to make trouble for their young master. They would also be blamed by their young master.

Why not take a gamble?

If their Young Mistress really gave the Young Master a lunchbox, the Young Master might be happy.

"Make two lunches!"