Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Lu Wanwan, Are You Trying to Starve Me to Death?

Lu Wanwan stood there, not knowing what to do, and could only watch as Gu Annan nonchalantly walked in and pulled open the fridge door.

The contents of the fridge clearly did not arouse his appetite, but rather furrowed his brows.

“Shall I call Auntie Li for you?” She knew that the servants of Gu Mansion, once they finished their duties, would not stay in the villa.

If Gu Annan wanted to eat, they would have to call Auntie Li to come over and arrange for a chef.

Gu Annan’s face was still cold as he forcefully closed the fridge door.

He who takes a person’s money becomes that person’s servant, though Gu Annan had never brought up any requests during this period, as time went on, she began to feel that she was getting her money too easily.

True, he had no interest in her, he might seem like a sugar daddy, but he never laid a hand on her.

But she had to do something within her capabilities, like now in this vast villa, the young master was hungry, and only she was with him.

“What’s Auntie Li’s number?”

Gu Annan looked towards the pot, “What’s this inside?”

She was stunned for a moment, and following his gaze, she immediately felt self-contempt, “It’s noodles I made.”

“Serve me a bowl,” Gu Annan said indifferently before walking towards the dining area outside.

“…”

Was Gu Annan serious?

Lu Wanwan felt like crying without tears, she had thought of many ways in her head, but none involved him eating something she cooked.

This was her first time cooking anything other than instant noodles, and what if it caused him problems—could she afford it?

“Gu Annan,” Lu Wanwan, after much hesitation, approached the kitchen doorway and looked at the man sitting at the dining table, bowing his head to look at his phone, “I think it’s better to have Auntie Li come over…”

“She’s asleep in the middle of the night, by the time you get her up and wait for her to come over, do you want me to starve to death?”

“But…”

Gu Annan abruptly lifted his head, looking very displeased at her reluctance, “Lu Wanwan, do you really think I’m paying you to stay at a hotel?”

Lu Wanwan: …

“I’ve been too busy with official work recently, with no personal time. However, I’ve started to have more free time lately.” He spoke leisurely, “So your days won’t be easy anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

Gu Annan crossed his long legs, his voice continuing clear and melodious, “Having you live here includes taking responsibility for my personal life and daily care. It’s just that there were servants in the house, so there was not much need for you. Now that there are no servants, I give you orders, and you tell me to wait for someone else?”

“That’s not what I mean, but…”

“There are no buts.” His tone was commanding, and his face grew stern.

“Fine!” Lu Wanwan conceded.

Don’t blame her for not warning you, this is what you insisted on.

Inside the pot was clear soup with pasta. In his storage cupboard, this was all she could find temporarily.

But looking up how to make pasta online, she found it too complicated.

Thinking that all noodles must be similar, she cleverly treated the pasta as regular noodles.

She had watched her roommate make noodles before, so she should at least not be utterly clueless.

Now, in this bowl of clear soup pasta, her only problem was not knowing how much seasoning to put in, just adding a little bit of each kind.

“Mr. Gu, please enjoy your meal,” Lu Wanwan said as she placed the noodles in front of him, articulating each word distinctly.

She had only cooked one portion, thinking this was what Gu Annan wanted, and she hadn’t dared to taste a single bite.

“Lu, Wan, wan!”

Gu Annan couldn’t bear it with the first bite, pronouncing her name syllable by syllable.

Even if he had braced himself for some culinary disaster, he never imagined the noodles would still be hard!