After a blind date, a wealthy heir asked me to marry him.

Fu Cheng returned from his business trip two days later.

"Old Fu, you're back!"

Having finally gotten rid of his wheelchair, He Ze rushed to the president's office as soon as he learned that Fu Cheng had returned from his business trip.

I really did jog the whole way.

Having not been out of bed for over a month, he had never felt that walking was such a blissful thing.

So when I heard that Fu Cheng had returned to the company, I rushed over there in a flash.

No knocking on the door.

Fu Cheng, who was engrossed in reading documents at his desk, didn't even look up, only giving a faint "hmm".

In the entire Fu Group, besides He Ze, there was no one else who dared to barge in without knocking.

"Old Fu, you've only just gotten back and you're already this busy."

Seeing that Fu Cheng didn't even raise his head or glance at him, He Ze couldn't help but complain.

Of course, he didn't dare to directly point out the boss's disrespect, so he complained indirectly.

Fu Cheng didn't look up. "Get to the point."

He Ze was still in high spirits and didn't care. "My wheelchair has finally retired honorably. Do you want to take a look?"

Fu Cheng: "Get lost."

He Ze: "..."

He thought that after not seeing him for a few days, Old Fu would feel the same way he did.

After all, in the past, business trips were almost always done together as a couple.

He was forced to be absent this time, which was a real pity for Old Fu.

Alas, it was all just wishful thinking on his part.

An ice cube is an ice cube!

He Ze couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he didn't leave. Instead, he moved a chair and sat directly opposite Fu Cheng.

I just watched the boss work quietly without saying a word.

The bright and spacious office has returned to calm.

A moment later, Fu Cheng, who hadn't heard any movement, raised his head on his own.

"What? Is there anything else?"

He Ze nodded lightly, "Yes, there's something else."

"What is it?" Fu Cheng lowered his eyes again to look at the documents.

It wasn't that he was deliberately acting aloof in front of He Ze; he was just genuinely busy.

The business trip took up a lot of his time. In the past, with He Ze by his side, he could handle most of the people and things for him, and he could also take some time to work and look at documents.

But this time... as soon as he returned, a whole host of things awaited his judgment and handling.

"My sister-in-law came by this morning," He Ze said casually.

"Who?" Fu Cheng, who had been engrossed in reading documents, immediately looked up upon hearing this.

"Sister-in-law, that is, your wife, Lu Shiyi."

"Where did she come from?" Fu Cheng asked.

"The company, the Fu Group," He Ze continued.

"She must have found out that you went straight back to the company after your business trip and didn't have time to go home, so she came over to bring you a loving lunch."

"Hey, I brought them all for you." He Ze pointed to the lunchbox on the table next to him.

"You two really miss each other terribly! You haven't even arrived yet, and the lovingly prepared lunch has already come. It's truly enviable!" He Ze teased sourly.

But Fu Cheng always felt that something was vaguely off.

He had called his wife when he got off the plane at Nanshi Airport to let her know that he hadn't heard her mention that she was coming to the company.

Besides, if she's coming to the company, why doesn't she come when he returns? They could see each other then.

"What did my wife say?" Fu Cheng asked, his dark eyes fixed on He Ze across from him.

"He didn't say anything, just instructed me to personally deliver this lunch of love to you, President."

Fu Cheng frowned deeply, "His exact words!"

"His exact words were: 'He Ze, could you please take this lunch to your boss, Fu Cheng? Thank you.'"

"That's all? He really didn't say anything else." He Ze found Fu Cheng's nervousness somewhat inexplicable.

It's just that his wife gave him a surprise, bringing him a lovingly prepared lunch before he came back. Why is he so nervous?

That's just how Old Fu is; he doesn't care at all. His sheer coldness alone could freeze someone to death.

But once they're in love, they'll care about it terribly. The slightest breeze or movement will make them feel pain and heat, and they'll be extremely nervous.

He Ze remained nonchalant, but Fu Cheng opposite him already had a serious expression.

He asked again in a deep voice, "Did she say, 'Please help me take this lunch to your boss, Fu Cheng'?"

"Yeah, is there a problem? You're my boss, no problem!" He Ze replied casually.

“Before the National Day holiday, we always referred to each other as colleagues, very good colleagues! When did I ever say, ‘I’m your boss’?”

Upon hearing this, He Ze raised his hand and scratched his head, "Oh yeah, I really didn't mention it to my sister-in-law. You're my boss."

"Perhaps, perhaps my sister-in-law was just joking with me, saying that on purpose," He Ze offered a weak explanation.

"Are you kidding me? Are you taller or more handsome than me?" Fu Cheng retorted without holding back.

"Tch, I'm just trying to help you analyze things, don't resort to personal attacks like that."

After saying that, He Ze lowered his head and began to analyze the situation seriously.

He might have complained in his heart, but he still knew Lao Fu very well.

Old Fu is really getting anxious.

Fu Cheng never allows jokes when it comes to family matters.

Actually, there's no need for analysis. Once you realize where the problem lies, there's only one outcome.

That is: The president's wife has discovered the president's true identity!

Otherwise, Old Fu wouldn't have reacted so strongly.

Upon realizing this, He Ze was taken aback.

"Why didn't I realize that earlier?" He Ze pounded his head in frustration.

He then quickly got up, picked up the lunchbox on the table, walked over to Fu Cheng, and handed it to him with both hands.

"Look, look what delicious food your sister-in-law brought you."

The president's wife discovered his true identity, but instead of crying or making a scene, she calmly delivered a lovingly prepared lunch. It's really strange.

No, no, this is Old Fu's last lunch?

Uh, does He Ze mean that his sister-in-law made this as Old Fu's last lunch?

Thinking of this, He Ze walked shakily back to the chair.

He was so engrossed in his imagination that he almost fell off his chair and ended up squatting on the ground.

At this moment, Fu Cheng, sitting at his desk, opened his lunchbox with unease and confusion.

“These are all her favorite foods,” Fu Cheng murmured to himself.

"Who? Who loves to eat it the most?" He Ze, who had just sat down on the chair, immediately got up and went over to ask.

"Braised pork ribs, braised prawns, steamed sea bass..." He Ze looked up in confusion, "Isn't this your lovingly prepared lunch? All of these are your sister-in-law's favorite dishes?"

Fu Cheng was also completely baffled.

Did she discover his true identity during the Eleventh month?

And what is the hidden meaning behind this lunch of love?

Even Fu Cheng, who is usually clear-headed and perceptive, was at a loss for words at this moment.

He didn't know whether he was overthinking things, or...

Just as Fu Cheng was pondering this, he heard He Ze across from him mutter softly:

"Braised, stewed in oil, steamed... Oh dear, is your sister-in-law warning you?!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Cheng's heart sank to the bottom...