Silent Zen

"Mr. Lou?" Auman, who had carried over several steaming baskets of breakfast, saw Lou Cheng looking a little strange. She called out to him uneasily. 

Lou Cheng recovered quickly. He put down his phone, squeezed out a smile, and said, 

"You can just leave them here and take what you want to eat." 

Auman followed professional protocol and didn't ask about what she shouldn't. She smiled, nodded her head, and left. 

Lou Cheng picked up a custard bun and bit into it. He had intended to scroll through the webpage with his free hand to see the comment section under the new headline, when he saw Empress Luo, Ning Zitong, wearing a white exercise uniform with a towel around her neck walk in energetically. 

"Eating at this hour?" Ning Zitong smiled and greeted, her voice questioning if he was alright. She suddenly recalled, "Dragon King will only return next week for recovery practices. The second round of matches is still on us."