ld fail, so they made the younger brother get plastic surgery."Well then, Mr. Lu, why don't we directly investigate Lu Family's enemies Perhaps this way we could find the Second Young Master even fast...Aunt Song's smile widened. "It's not that serious, but the master occasionally stays overnight, just like last night, so I brought over a few of his clothes."

"Is that so" Fu Xiaoyao still felt something wasn't right.

But Aunt Song's explanation was very reasonable.

"That's right." Aunt Song nodded repeatedly, "Alright madam, I won't bother you any longer. Please put your husband's things in the room, and I'll put these dishes in the kitchen."

After that, she took the vegetables and left, leaving Fu Xiaoyao alone facing the suitcase.

"No way," Fu Xiaoyao sighed, and could only resign herself to do as she was told.

When she had finished putting her luggage away, Auntie Song also washed a plate of fruit and came out of the kitchen just then.

Seeing her, Aunt Song smiled and beckoned, "Madam, please come here. These are fruits flown in this morning, just picked from the tree. They're so fresh! Mr. has specially asked me to bring them to you."

Fu Xiaoyao walked over and took a look, picking a strawberry and taking a bite.

Aunt Song asked her, "How does it taste"

“Very sweet.” She nodded with bright eyes.

Aunt Song directly stuffed the whole plate into her hands, "Madam, you eat more."

"Hmm." Fu Xiaoyao responded.

She loves fruit to begin with, and the taste of this platter is better than regular fruit. She naturally wouldn't refuse it.

Aunt Song saw that Fu Xiaoyao was eating happily, and she didn't disturb her. She picked up the cloth and started cleaning up.

At noon, Auntie Song finished cooking and came out of the kitchen with her phone. "Madam, could you do me a favor"

"What's wrong" Fu Xiaoyao looked at her in confusion.

Aunt Song shook her phone, "It's like this, Mr. just called and said that Qiao Mu went out to do something and didn't order him a meal, so he asked me to send it over, but I have to go back to the villa in a while, so I can't send it."

"You mean, I should give it to him" Fu Xiaoyao understood her.

Aunt Song nodded. "So, Madam, did you agree"

Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyes slightly, neither agreeing nor refusing. "Why doesn't he order his own meal"

"Mr. Song is a workaholic," Aunt Song chuckled, "Besides cooking, he doesn't have any other hobbies in life. Besides, things like ordering food are usually done by Qiao Mu. How could a boss possibly know the phone number for ordering"

"Well, I think that makes sense. "I'll go check it out then."

"That's wonderful." Aunt Song happily returned to the kitchen and soon brought out a lunch box, handing it to her with a serious reminder, "Madam, your husband is at the headquarters, please be careful not to go to the wrong place."

"Don't worry." Fu Xiaoyao nodded and then went out with her lunch box.

But as soon as she stepped out the door, she regretted it.

Because she also didn't eat.

Although she had agreed, she could only bear it.

Thinking about it, Fu Xiaoyao sighed helplessly and hailed a taxi to the headquarters of Lu's Group.

To tell the truth, this was her first time visiting headquarters. She had only seen photos of the headquarters building online before, but never seen it in person.

She did think about sneaking over, maybe even catching a glimpse of him. But at that time, she was timid, wanting to do something but lacking the courage. She was afraid that if she went, he would actually find her.

I didn't expect that she would now have a reason to leave openly and aboveboard, I wonder if the headquarters will be as it looks in the pictures.

Thinking of this, Fu Xiaoyao tightened her grip on the lunchbox in her hand, and a sense of anticipation welled up in her heart.

Half an hour later, the car stopped.

Fu Xiaoyao got out of the car and stood on the roadside, not moving. Instead, she looked up, gazing at the towering building that was far grander than her previous company. She couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

This tall building, looking up from the bottom, appears to curve. And this entire building belongs to the Lu Group's offices, unlike her previous company, where half the floors were rented out to various companies of different sizes.

So, as expected of the headquarters, it's truly wealthy and generous.

After taking a moment to look over the headquarters building, Fu Xiaoyao took a deep breath, suppressing all her emotions, and stepped into the building.

"Hello," she said as she came to the front desk.

The front desk attendant sized her up with a smile and asked, "Hello, is there anything I can help you with"

"Uh, I'm here to deliver some food for your CEO." Fu Xiaoyao gestured to the lunch box.

A flicker of surprise crossed the receptionist's eyes, vanishing in an instant as she recovered her professional smile. "Miss, are you Ms. Song"

"Eh" Fu Xiaoyao was stunned.

Is she Aunt Song

Which young girl is called "Auntie" by people

Then Fu Xiaoyao shook her head, "No."

"Isn't that so" The receptionist raised an eyebrow, then asked, "So you are the servant at Mr. Lu's house"

Fu Xiaoyao's lips twitched.

How did she become a maid again

Besides being a maid, is there no other identity she can use For example, Mr. Lu's wife

Although she didn't think this way in her heart, Fu Xiaoyao didn't say it. She always remembered Lu Hanchuan's warning not to disclose their relationship to the outside world, so she could only grit her teeth and swallow it.

"Yes," she admitted with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

Just let her be a maid, as long as she can keep her true relationship with Lu Hchuan hidden. She doesn't care about anything else.

"Alright, you can go up there." The receptionist pointed with her palm towards the elevator in front of them. "That's the president's exclusive elevator, it goes straight to the president's office. You can go up from there."

"It's that simple You don't even need to call your CEO to confirm" Fu Xiaoyao was a little surprised.

The front desk smiled and explained, "The CEO called half an hour ago to say that as long as you confirm your identity, you can go straight in. So you don't need to notify the CEO anymore."

"So that's how it is, I understand now, thank you." Fu Xiaoyao smiled at her, carrying the lunch box towards the private elevator, then ascended to the top floor amidst some people's envious, jealous, or puzzled gazes.

"Come in." Hearing the knock on the door, Lu Hanchuan was reviewing documents and uttered two words without raising his head.

Fu Xiaoyao outside the door heard it, and gently pushed open the metal door and walked in.

After entering, she didn't say a word and walked straight to the man's desk.

She walked, secretly taking in the details of this office that was truly hers.

This office was larger, brighter, and more luxurious than his one at the branch. The shelves lined with books were particularly impressive, stacked high enough to leave anyone speechless.

Is she suspecting that he's seen through her

"Are you here to deliver some documents" Lu Hanchuan suddenly asked.

Fu Xiaoyao quickly retracted her gaze and replied in a low voice, "No."

"Huh" Lu Hanchuan was taken aback, his perusal of the documents slowing to a halt.

This voice....

Is it his hallucination

Lu Hanchuan put down his pen and looked up at the person opposite him.

Upon seeing this, the man's sword-like eyebrows shot up. For the first time ever, a hint of surprise appeared on his usually calm face. "How did you get here"

"I'm here to bring you some food." Fu Xiaoyao placed the lunchbox in front of him.

Lu Hanchuan took a glance and suddenly realized, "How come it's not Aunt Song"

"Aunt Song had something to attend to back at the villa, so she asked me to bring this over." Fu Xiaoyao gave a simple explanation. "Didn't I interrupt your work"

"No, you can come. I'm surprised and delighted." Lu Hanchuan stood up, holding a lunchbox in one hand and pulling her towards the nearby break area.

"Surprise" Fu Xiaoyao sat down beside him. "What's so surprising."

"It's such a surprise to see you." Lu Hanchuan said, opening the lunch box.

Suddenly, a strong aroma of cooking filled the air.

Fu Xiaoyao sniffed twice without a sound, then her stomach grumbled loudly.

Lu Hanchuan frowned and looked at her, "You haven't eaten"lso looked at Cheng's assistant, waiting for his answer.Cheng the assistant sighed, "Mr. Lu has indirect amnesia. He hasn't forgotten everything in the past, but only forgot everything from these past...