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Fu Hanwen raised his sword-like eyebrows, kept his mouth shut, and remained unchanged in the face of myriad changes.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Ruo finally asked, "Brother Fu, how did you know I have plans to make food?"
She hadn't told him anything yet, had she?
"Isn't it because you asked Old Zhuang to make lunchboxes for selling food?" Fu Hanwen countered.
Xiao Ruo's little face was filled with admiration for him: "Brother Fu, you're amazing, you guessed right on the spot!"
Brother Fu had not only guessed her plans, but he also knew that the food she intended to make was in a different price range than the Mo Family's. How could she not be surprised?
"By the way, Brother Fu, where are the ten sets of lunchboxes?" Xiao Ruo suddenly looked towards his empty hands.
"They're still on the oxcart, I'll go fetch them." He had been in such a hurry to enter the yard earlier that he hadn't taken the time to bring the lunchboxes.