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Chapter 820 The Nation's Husband In Reality

also, she saw him helping fu jiatong up, did she take it seriously? would he be even angrier?

however, a few minutes later, young master mu was already regretting it ...

he was about to send the fu siblings away as soon as possible and call home to ask about luo chenxi's condition.

whoever knew that at this moment, the elevator would rise again.

"beep."

the elevator door opened.

it revealed special assistant zhuo's face, which was filled with anxiety and panic.

mu yichen was incomparably disappointed at once. his expression darkened at once while his gaze turned cold.

"why did you come back?" he asked coldly.

did he not see that young lady had run out?

he still didn't know that he had to follow her and protect her!

zhuo feng's heart skipped a beat when he saw the president's expression. he realized that things were not looking good. he seemed to have run into the president's gun again.

he almost cried.

why was it that eldest young master and young lady were the ones in a cold war, but he was always the one who got hurt?

the job of a special assistant ... was really not for a human!

"um ... president ... president, i'm here to ... to deliver lunch ..."

he spoke in a trembling voice to express his intention. he even raised his hands to show mu yichen the thermal container in his hands.

"well ... if you don't want to eat it, i'll put it on the office table for you ..."

"which eye of yours can tell that i'm not going to eat it?"

mu yichen interrupted him in an unpleasant tone.

he could tell at a glance that this thermal lunch box belonged to his family. the stupid woman had used this box to send him meals several times!

so, she was here to bring him lunch ...

hmph, childish!

did she think that he was so easy to coax?

she wanted to buy him over with a simple lunch? simply daydreaming!

even though he said that, mu yichen still turned around immediately and looked at fu linchen. " i'm sorry, young master fu, miss fu. i suddenly remembered that i have some business to deal with, so i can't have dinner with you. i'll get the vice president to accompany you. " i'm really sorry."

although fu linchen and fu jiatong felt that something was wrong, they could only smile and express their understanding since the host had said so.

after the fu siblings left, zhuo feng was eager to kiss up to his boss, so he took the initiative to deliver the lunch box to the president's office.

"president, shall i heat up the food for you?" zhuo feng said politely.

however, mu yichen's expression was even more unpleasant than before.

"who asked you to bring food up? wouldn't he be downstairs asking young madam to stay? if you can't keep her, can't you send her home personally? you only know how to deliver food! do i owe you a meal?"

zhuo feng was dumbfounded.

he, he, he ... actually slapped the horse's feet again!

since eldest young master couldn't bear to part with young lady, why didn't he go after her himself?

he cursed in his heart, but he did not have the courage to say it out loud.

she could only silently calculate in her heart that she needed to find a temple to pay her respects and wish that the president and young madam would reconcile soon.

otherwise, he would die at work one day ...

……

fu linchen and fu jiatong went downstairs.

while waiting for the vice president to show up, fu linchen looked around. seeing that no one was around, he narrowed his eyes and looked at fu jiatong.

"jiatong, you've finally officially met young master mu. what do you think of him?"

" big brother mu ... " fu jiatong bit her lip. " i think he ... he's just like the rumors say, the nation's husband. "