Chapter 120: Belong Only To Her (3)
The Former Wife of Invisible Wealthy Man
Wang Chuan felt the heavy bento in his hands. Madam really loved President Chen deeply. The lunch box was heavier than any other he had seen.
He took a breath and sniffed the air. It seemed that there was the smell of eel.
Fortunately, the elevator quickly reached Chen Shuâs floor, and Ye Sui took the lunch box back. âThank you.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After Wang Chuan sent off Ye Sui, he returned to the office. However, he couldnât bear a bachelorâs loneliness, so he turned around and told Cheng Sheng the news.
Ye Sui didnât know that her bento would be envied by them for a long time. She knocked on the door of Chen Shuâs office.
The next second, a deep and masculine voice sounded. âCome in.â
When Ye Sui pushed the door open and entered, Chen Shu was still looking down at the documents in front of him, not knowing that his wife was here to surprise him.
Chen Shu noticed that the person who came in hadnât spoken at all for a long time, so he looked up suspiciously. As soon as his gaze fell on Ye Sui, his eyes immediately brightened.
He got up from his seat and rushed over to Ye Sui. âWhy are you here?â
Ye Sui smiled while teasing him. âIs President Chen not going to have lunch?â As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Sui shook the bento in her hand.
She then put the two bentos on the table. âBoth are for you.â
Chen Shu had never had lunch with Ye Sui in his office. Understandably, he felt very strange. He opened the lid curiously like a child opening a gift.
Chen Shu opened the eel bento first. Just as he opened the lid, the smell permeated the entire office.
âTry it,â Ye Sui said, handing him a pair of chopsticks.
Chen Shu took a bite of the eel. Ye Suiâs cooking skills were good. He immediately nodded in approval. âItâs delicious.â Even if she only brought him white rice, Chen Shu would praise her without blinking.
Ye Sui pointed to the other bento with anticipation. âNow, check out this one.â
Chen Shu carefully opened the lid; the lunch box was full of white rice, with a heart made of carrots in the middle.
Just as Chen Shu was about to compliment her, Ye Sui suddenly sighed and said in an annoyed manner, âAm I a fool? How are you going to eat white rice with only carrots?â
The plain white rice only had one decoration. Besides, it was a large amount for one person.
âWhy canât it be eaten?â Chen Shu carefully put the carrot bento in front of himself. He then pushed the eel one to Ye Suiâs hand. âIâll eat this; you eat the eel.â
Chen Shu ate the white rice with the chopsticks. He was meticulous to avoid the heart in the middle, not wanting to destroy it.
When Ye Sui saw Chen Shuâs pitiful bento, she felt her heart breaking. She had packed a lot of eels, enough for them to eat together. Hence, she picked up a big piece of eel with her chopsticks and placed it in the center of the heart.
Before Chen Shu had time to stop her, he saw Ye Sui cut the heart he had carefully maintained.
With a complicated expression, Chen Shu looked at Ye Sui. She was passing the eel with carrot and rice to his mouth.
âEat up. Thereâs no need to save it. We have plenty of eels,â she said. Chen Shu was a blockhead in romance, but Ye Sui was the one destroying the mood.
Chen Shu looked at the heart, which was beyond recognition. He could only pretend to be unemotional and swallow the eel rice that his wife held out.
When they were about to finish eating, Ye Sui suddenly realized something was wrong.
A red handkerchief was floating in the air, falling slowly in the direction Chen Shu was sitting.
âPresident Chen, I have admired you for a long time.â Holding the red handkerchief was a ghost in an ancient costume. She came closer to Chen Shu step by step.
Although she was afraid of Chen Shuâs Yang energy, she could not help confessing to him.
Next to Chen Shu sat a living Ye Sui, who was being ignored. Ye Sui smiled angrily before pinching Chen Shu, the âculpritâsâ arm.
Chen Shu raised his eyes and looked at Ye Sui. He didnât know why she suddenly pinched him.
Ye Sui sighed in her heart. How could this person be so handsome even with a confused expression? No wonder even female ghosts wanted to be with him.
She pointed at the empty air where the ghost woman stood. âYour peach blossom debt.â [1]
Chen Shu looked in the direction of Ye Suiâs fingers. The floating handkerchief stopped in midair because of Chen Shuâs aura, but it then continued to move forward hesitantly.
The next second, the handkerchief was thrown over lightly, and it fell on top of the two bentos.
The ghost twirled her hair and said, âMy handkerchief has fallen. Can you help me pick it up?â