Chapter 1294 Dare to Eat Her Food

She didn't come back until the evening, and the hospital happened to be closer to the Lu family. She would just stay here today. Anyway, it wasn't the first time she stayed at the Lu family.

And she hadn't had a good meal in a day or so.

When Lu Yi came in, he saw Fang Zhu eating the rice on the table. When he saw the egg fried rice on the plate, he actually felt a little headache. of soup.

"Come over and eat quickly?" Fang Zhu served himself another bowl of fried rice and sat there eating it. The soup was good, but it was too little. I will ask someone to make more next time.

Lu Yi walked over and saw that there was enough rice in the pot for two people. According to the woman's temperament, it was impossible to cook too much, so there was still enough for two people, which proved that the woman had not eaten. of.

But Fang Zhu didn't care, so he put all the rice in his bowl. The shrimps were really delicious, and after the shrimps were cooked, he peeled them out one by one. , it’s not greasy, it’s fresh, and it’s indeed much more delicious than fried shrimp alone.

When she finished her portion, she found that there was also something on another plate.

"Give these to me," Fang Zhu said, picking up the shrimps and eating them without any politeness.

It seems that you eat it every day, but I don't eat it often. Your cook is good and the food is good.

But she felt a little strange. Lu Yi didn't say that they were coming back today. Why, someone had prepared the rice. He also knew that she liked fried rice, so he specially made fried rice for her.

It was time for Yan Huan to come out. She originally wanted to eat her own meal, but when she saw the person sitting at the table, she drank her soup and ate her fried rice. She was still acting like a pig. After eating everything on one plate, I also finished everything on the other plate.

She grimaced and tried hard to hold back something. Otherwise, she was really not sure whether she could really hold back and hit Fang Zhu in the face with a chair.

Who allowed her to eat the food she cooked? Or did he eat like a pig? She was a university teacher, an intellectual, a highly educated and highly intelligent woman.

Do you have any brains, do you have any manners? This is what women with high IQs do. Are educated women just tossing things in other people's bowls? What do you think of yourself? Do you think of others? What happened to her? Tell her, who can still eat? She made the rice herself, but when someone rubbed it with chopsticks, she felt sick.

At this time, Lu Yi also noticed her, and Yan Huan glared at him fiercely.

Get out of here, I don't want to serve him anymore. I don't want her to reward him with a grain of rice in the future.

She ran back to her room angrily, her stomach still growling, and she felt extremely wronged.

If it weren’t for the fact that this was the Lu family, and it wasn’t for the fact that she was living under someone else’s roof, with her temperament, how could she have allowed herself to suffer such a loss? If she had suffered such a loss and hadn’t regained her position, then she wasn’t Called Yan Huan.

She only tolerated it because there was not only a person named Fang out there, but also someone named Lu.

Fang Zhu put the plate on the table, then burped. I'm going to bed. I have something to talk about tomorrow. And she really felt that she was too sleepy, and she wouldn't be able to sleep until tomorrow morning. Wake up.

The table was also in a mess. The soup was finished, one plate of fried rice was all eaten, and half of the other plate was left. However, those delicious things on it, such as shrimps, ham, hard-to-eat corn, etc., were also eaten. Most of them were taken away. Originally, one plate was just enough for one person. If you were too hungry, you would have to pay more, but most of the plates would be empty. But Fang Zhu has been like this since he was a child. She was the only daughter in the family, and she always followed her in everything. Her temperament also contained elements of domineering and selfishness, especially when it came to eating. Lu Yi was used to Fang Zhu's temperament.

It didn't matter how she wanted to eat on weekdays, but today the meal was not made by the cook, but by Yan Huan. Yan Huan obviously still had nothing to eat. Now that Fang Zhu was messing with her, the woman had a bad temper. She was unwilling to take the gloves that others had worn. How could she eat the leftover food of others? Don't talk about Yan Huan's food. Even she didn't want to touch it anymore.

He picked up the plate on the table, took it to the kitchen, and poured the rest of the food into the trash can.

Then he rolled up his sleeves again and took out noodles from the refrigerator.

"Knock knock..."

He knocked on the door.

Yan Huan lay on the bed, feeling very hungry. But the hungrier she got, the more aggrieved she felt, and the more aggrieved she felt, the more she wanted to cry. Everyone here was bullying her, and she didn't even take a bite of the food she had worked so hard to cook. , but in the end she gave it to her enemy. Do you think she is so easy to bully?

"Knock knock..."

There was another knock on the door outside. Yan Huan sat up and wiped his tears hard. He didn't know who it was.

She walked over and opened the door, but the person standing at the door was none other than Lu Yi. Lu Yi held a bowl of noodles in his hand and placed it in front of her.

"Feel sorry."

As he spoke, it was not that he didn't notice that Yan Huan's red eyes showed that he had obviously cried.

His fingers gripped the edge of the bowl firmly.

I'll compensate you for this.

Yan Huan brought the bowl over. She lowered her head and looked at the sour soup noodles in the bowl. She didn't say a word, and no one knew what she was thinking at this moment.

Lu Yi might still want to say something, but between his moving lips and teeth, he might finally give her a faint sigh.

And he just turned around, but he heard a clang from behind.

He turned around and saw Yan Huan still standing, and her hands were still in the air. There was a bowl on the ground, and all the noodles in the bowl were spilled out, and there was also the poached egg on the noodles. The air was full of the smell of sour soup, but people didn't know why their hearts were so tight and uncomfortable.

And before he could react, he seemed to feel a gust of wind blowing on his face, and the woman had already passed him and walked towards the hall.

She didn't accept his kindness

Why should she give his woman the food she cooked?

Why should she give it to the woman he hated?

A bowl of noodles was all he wanted to compensate her for her fried rice, but she didn't want it. Yes, she didn't want it, not at all.

Lu Yi just looked at the broken bowl on the ground, and the pieces of the porcelain bowl on the ground. After a long time, he finally moved, and then without saying a word, he took the trash can and picked up the pieces on the ground one by one, including the bowl of noodles and the food.