"You're leaving right now?" Lu Nanze sounded a little hurt. "You've rushed all the way here to bring me this document, so I should buy you lunch to reward your effort, don't you think?"
Qiao Lian: …
"I've asked the housekeeper to cook today. They know my taste, so there won't be crab roe for sure."
Qiao Lian insisted, "I like crab roe!"
"You're pregnant. It's better to eat less of that."
What more could she say?
If she insisted on leaving in a hurry, that may arouse his suspicion.
At this thought, Qiao Lian looked at the time. It was 11:30 a.m., lunch time.
The food couldn't possibly be poisoned.
Hence, she walked to the dining area.
At the same time, Lu Nanze also went there with his drip and sat at the table. He looked at Qiao Lian as she ate, picking out food every now and then and placing it in her bowl. Then he continued to stare at her.