Lu Jing has a very good figure, about 1.8 meters tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. He will not be inferior to a bunch of international male models.

He never expected that Zhang Lingying could bring him a s-size lady's bathrobe.

He opened his lips with difficulty: "Do you think I can wear it?"

"This is already the biggest clothes in my family." Zhang Lingying spread his hands helplessly.

"Then I can't wear it." Lu Jing told the truth, and opened the bathroom door a little, allowing Zhang Lingying to see his good figure at a glance. By the way, he reminded her that he did not lie.

He really can't wear it.

"I put my phone on the coffee table in the living room. Please call me to my assistant and ask him to deliver it to me." Lu Jing said in the middle.

Zhang Lingying turned around and took his cell phone for him and asked him to call his assistant himself.

After the phone was called, the doorbell rang in about half an hour.

Zhang Lingying walked to the door and saw a man in a straight suit standing outside, full of anxiety.

She opened the door and was about to ask if he was Lu Jing's assistant. When the person outside the door saw her, he said happily: "Hello Miss Zhang, I am President Lu's special assistant. This is the clothes that President Lu asked me to send me. Please trouble you."

Zhang Lingying: “…”

Although she didn't know why Lu Jing's assistant knew her, she didn't ask too much. She just lowered her head and wanted to help Lu Jing get clothes, and found that the assistant was sending her a suitcase.

Zhang Lingying paused and raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.

The assistant quickly explained: "Lu Jing is so anxious. I am afraid that I will leak it, so I took the suitcase he often brought on when he is on a business trip. There are not many things inside, but they are quite complete."

"Well, I'll give it to him." Zhang Lingying nodded in understanding. He picked up the box and was about to turn around, but the assistant couldn't help but speak.

"Miss Zhang, I know it's a pretentious way to speak like this, but Mr. Lu... He has been insomnia and anorexia since Mrs. Lu's death, and he only relies on nutritional agents to support him. If possible, can you please trouble you and advise him to eat something? If it really doesn't work, there are nutritional agents prescribed by the doctor in the box..."

The assistant was not sure about the relationship between Zhang Lingying and Lu Jing, but Lu Jing had no other friends. Apart from the Lu family and the Re Group, he had only been to Zhang Lingying these days, and he had no choice but to speak.

Zhang Lingying was obviously stunned, "He is anorexia?"

The scene of the man just cooking flashed in her mind. If it weren't for the illusion, she would have seen him finish a bowl of tomato and egg noodles with her own eyes.

What did the assistant want to say? Lu Jing's voice had already come from the bathroom: "Have you not sent the clothes yet?"

"Miss Zhang, please trouble you." The assistant did not dare to speak anymore, signaled slightly to Zhang Lingying, and quickly turned around and left.

Zhang Lingying closed the door and did not touch the things in the box. Instead, she directly carried the entire box to the bathroom and handed it over to Lu Jing.

Her noodles have been eaten.

After she washed the dishes, Lu Jing had already put on her clothes and came out of the bathroom.

The black and gray men's pajamas made him handsome, and he also had a touch of home leisure. His short hair that was not blown dry and crystal water droplets at the end of his hair dripped to the ground from time to time as he walked.

Occasionally, there is a naughty one that will slide along his neckline into the collar of his clothes.

Perhaps because he had been taking a shower for too long, his face looked a little cold and pale, and so did his lips.
Chapter completed!