Mrs. Chen stood up and spoke truthfully, "Madam went straight back to the bedroom just now and had me prepare her own lunch. Sir, should I prepare yours as well?"
Lu Jingchen paused while unbuttoning his sleeve and caught the key point immediately, turning to Mrs. Chen to ask, "Madam told you to prepare lunch just for her?"
Mrs. Chen didn't understand what Lu Jingchen meant, thinking that madam was probably not aware that the sir had also come back, so she replied honestly, "Yes, sir."
With a light parting of his lips, the man chuckled softly and said indifferently, "Prepare lunch for the both of us, and make some of her favorites."
Having said that, he directly headed to the second floor.
Song Qiao was not in the bedroom, and as soon as Lu Jingchen opened the door to the bedroom, she sensed it, standing at the bedroom door for only a few seconds before she moved her feet, turning around and walking toward the study not far away.
