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Chapter 2310

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Ling Jiao went back to the hotel, removed her makeup and did some simple skincare, when the assistant knocked on the door and delivered the supper.

"Here's your wonton."

"Delivery is so fast these days?" Ling Jiao asked with a smile.

"Very close." The assistant smiled and opened the box for her.

In order to make it look more like a takeaway, she even put it in a disposable box.

Ling Jiao sat down, scooped up a spoonful of soup and blew on it. Then she took a bite and was startled.

This taste …

"Where did this wonton come from?"

"It is near the hotel." The assistant said casually.

Ling Jiao was not convinced. She scooped up a piece of wonton and took a bite. She looked a bit complicated.

Wontons of this taste could not have been bought from outside.

"Tell me the truth, where did you buy this bowl of wontons?"

The assistant glanced at her. "What is it? The taste is different?"

It was just a bowl of wontons. Could she have tasted something like Second Master Fu?

"I am asking you where you bought it." Ling Jiao asked with a sunken face.

The assistant hesitated for a while and then told her the truth.

"Second Master Fu was here when you were filming."

Ling Jiao lowered her eyes, trying to hide the thoughts that were surging out of her eyes but she looked calm.

"He left it?"

Apart from the restaurant that Grandpa brought her to years ago, the only other place that had this taste was Fu Shiqin's wontons.

"Yes, I heard from the kitchen that Second Master Fu made it himself." The assistant tried to please Fu Shiqin.

Fu Shiqin hesitated for a long time and put down the spoon.

"I don't feel like eating anymore."

"Miss. Ling, don't be so ungrateful. He came all the way here to make you a bowl of wontons and said that you didn't want to see him. He left without even showing up in front of you and you don't appreciate it." The more the assistant thought about it, the more she felt sorry for the infatuated Second Fu.

Ling Jiao gave her a sideways glance. "Whose side are you on?"

"Just keep acting. I'll see if Second Young Master Fu doesn't like you one day. Let's see where you can find someone else who will spoil you so much." The assistant snorted heavily, walked to the door, and turned back. "If you don't want to eat, then forget it. I'll throw it in the trash."

"No need, I'll throw it away myself." Ling Jiao refused the assistant's help.

The assistant glanced at her and left in a huff.

Seeing her leave, Ling Jiao stared at the steaming wontons on the table and said after hesitating for a while.

"Forget it, let's not waste it."

Well, she just didn't want to waste it. She didn't want to eat the wontons he cooked.

The wonton stuffing was the most familiar and delicious taste in her memory. Even the soup was incomparably familiar to her.

While she was enjoying her food, the door suddenly opened and the assistant rushed in.

"My phone …"

The assistant stood at the door and stared blankly at the person who was eating a wonton.

"Didn't you just say that you didn't want to eat it? Why are you enjoying it so much now?"

Ling Jiao choked and pretended to be calm as she took a sip of water and explained.

"You brought it here, it would be a waste to throw it away."

The assistant took away the phone she had left behind on purpose and snorted.

"You have already slapped her in the face, why are you still trying to explain yourself?"

"What are you talking about?" Ling Jiao bellowed.

The assistant had already left and locked the door.

Then she took out the phone and informed Fu Shiqin, who was waiting at the airport for the flight back to the capital.

"Second Young Master Fu, she ate all the wontons you made and drank all the soup."

Although she had not finished the wontons, she was almost done.

As for whether it was because she did not want to waste it or because of something else, only the person eating the wontons would know.

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