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Chapter 163: Stewing soup for Master Jue Personally

Chapter 163: Stewing soup for Master Jue Personally

Just as Gu Qiqi was feeling puzzled—Gong Jue’s mysophobia was actually so serious that he had to throw trash twice in half an hour.

Special Assistant Lu was seriously considering a question.

In order to avoid flipping through the rubbish bin again, shouldn’t he give the gift directly to Young Lady Qiqi?

But if Master Jue discovered that he had made the decision to send the gift and didn’t execute his orders, the world would end.

However, according to his understanding of Master Jue...

The possibility of rummaging through the rubbish bin again was much higher than the possibility of the apocalypse!

Thinking about this, Special Assistant Lu gnashed his teeth and dug out the gift box from the newly clean trash bag. “Young Lady Qiqi, actually... Master Jue chose this gift for you in the Imperial Capital...”

“For me? Are you sure?” Gu Qiqi looked at that very exquisite and beautiful small gift box in astonishment.

Then, she scanned the trash bag.

Although it was very new and clean, it was still a trash bag.

Who would store a gift box in a trash bag?

“Ahem. About that, Master Jue has a cold personality and doesn’t like people gossiping. There are too many subordinates coming and going here... You know what I mean.”

“Oh, I understand. He doesn’t like others to misunderstand our relationship. Don’t worry, I know very well that I’m only his female prisoner. I won’t think too much about it, and I won’t go out to flaunt this gift either.”

“No, Young Lady Qiqi. That’s not what I meant. I...” Special Assistant Lu felt that he had misspoken just now.

But before he could figure it out, Gu Qiqi had already discovered the bullwhip stew that was revealed from the trash bag.

Gu Qiqi pointed at the bullwhip and said seriously, “This is really nutritious. Did he instruct you to stew soup in the kitchen? It must be stewed for a long time before it works!”

“Young Lady Qiqi, no, I...”

“Forget it. I reckon that you won’t be able to handle the herbs well. Let me do it.” Gu Qiqi thought for a while and straightforwardly took the entire trash bag from Lu Te’s assistant. “Go and do your work. I’ll handle it. Anyway, I promised him last time to cook a meal for him.”

After speaking, she carried the bag downstairs.

Halfway through, he even turned back and added seriously, “Special Assistant Lu, you better give your chief a suggestion. After all, trash bags are trash bags. It’s not good to store these herbs. To think that he’s even a clean freak. Don’t you know that this isn’t hygienic?”

Special Assistant Lu was speechless.

Gu Qiqi went to the kitchen first and personally selected a few better ingredients. Together with the bullwhip, she stewed it in a casserole.

She also instructed the chef to watch the fire and make sure that it was stewed for more than three hours for Gong Jue’s supper.

Then, she went to the mail room to receive the transfer rights agreement that Mu Tianyu had faxed over.

Seeing that it was already close to dusk and that she still had a few herbs that she needed to sell, she decided to clean them up before she went to university.

She left.

In the study room.

Gong Jue was so angry that he didn’t even eat his dinner.

Bai Lang’s stomach growled with hunger.

A cook knocked on the door. “Reporting to Master Jue, supper is ready.”

Gong Jue waved his hand. “Take it away. I’m not eating it!”

Smelling the fragrant smell of soup, Bai Lang’s soul nearly left his body. “Master Jue, even if you don’t want to eat, give me a bite too. I helped you inspect the piggery just now. You can’t not reward me with food, right?”

The cook also said, “Master Jue, Young Lady Qiqi personally stewed this soup...”

Upon hearing this, Gong Jue’s eyelids lifted.

That stupid woman personally stewed soup for him?

Did she know that the gift wasn’t good and came to apologize?

Hmph, I won’t be bribed by a meal so easily.

Although he thought so, he stretched out his hand. “Bring it over!”

Bai Lang also licked his lips eagerly. “Give me a bowl. I want one too!”