One's Specialty
Editor: Atlas Studios
Lu Sheng coughed lightly and asked, "Since the lord still has some matters to attend to, I shall not stay any longer. Can I take these away?"
She was having a scrumptious meal here but her siblings were having plain porridge. She felt bad.
"Chu Yun, go downstairs and get the kitchen to prepare another portion for the takeout."
"Lord, you don't have to spend more. These are enough!"
She had not touched any of the dishes yet. What a waste it would be if they were just thrown away.
Chu Yun glanced at Chu Sihan. When he saw Chu Sihan nod his head, he said, "Miss Lu, please take a seat. I'll go downstairs and get the takeout boxes from the counter."
"Thank you!"
Seeing that she finally smiled, Chu Sihan heaved a sigh of relief.
"Was Chu Silin the one who tried to kill you at the mountain back then?"
Lu Sheng pretended to ask casually.
Chu Sihan looked at her in surprise. "You know Chu Silin?"