Bad Luck

While eating, Feng Zhexuan kept taking a peek at his wife, which made Yan Yuling feel very uncomfortable. She looked at her husband and asked helplessly, "Husband, do you have anything to tell me? Or is there something on my face?"

"No," Feng Zhexuan shook his head.

"Then why are you peeking at me like this?" she asked again.

Feng Zhexuan swallowed his food and said with a smile, "Wife, I'm just feeling happy. This is your first time coming to the company and sending me lunch."

"How about I send your lunch every day?" she asked after thinking for a moment.

Hearing this, Feng Zhexuan's eyes lit up and he hesitated for a moment before he asked, "Wife, if you do this, others may know your identity. Are you really alright with it?"

"Well, I took the private elevator, and no one saw me besides your secretaries. I believe they know what to say and what not to say," Yan Yuling said with a smile.