Addicted to My Cutie and Sweetie-Chapter 999: You Don’t Remember at All?

"Why aren’t you eating?" Lu Jing noticed she hadn’t touched her chopsticks, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Zhang Lingying swallowed hard, hearing Lu Jing urging her to eat felt like being summoned by spirits, scaring her into releasing her grip, letting the chopsticks fall onto the table.

"I’ll go wash the chopsticks." She hurriedly picked them up, quickly escaping from the dining table.

When she returned after washing the chopsticks, she found Lu Jing still in the same position waiting for her to eat, without having eaten a single bite himself. She felt a chill rising from her feet.

Who makes a table full of dishes but doesn’t eat them themselves, waiting for someone else to eat?

Unless these dishes are poisoned!

Zhang Lingying was letting her imagination run wild when, out of the blue, Little Mirror, having finished drinking its goat milk, jumped up onto the dining table, drawn by the aroma of the dishes, eagerly approaching and sticking out a tiny tongue to lick the nearest steamed grouper.

"Little Mirror, you can’t eat—"

"Little Mirror, you can’t eat—"

Zhang Lingying and Lu Jing said in unison.

Immediately, Lu Jing reached out to pick up the bewildered Little Mirror, placing it into his arms.

Zhang Lingying stood by the dining table, holding the freshly washed chopsticks, and upon hearing Lu Jing’s words, her face turned pale.

He’s not eating, nor letting the cat eat, yet insisting she eat...

"What’s wrong? You’re looking at me like that." Lu Jing gently soothed the frightened kitten in his arms, glancing sideways at Zhang Lingying.

Seeing her eyes reddening, he assumed she was touched by his considerate care and smirked slightly, asking, "Moved?"

Zhang Lingying: "..."

Not daring to move! She’s truly afraid to move!

Zhang Lingying, with a hungry stomach, stood a few steps away from the dining table, daring not to approach.

She tentatively asked, "Do you remember what happened after you got drunk yesterday?"

Lu Jing froze, a complicated glimmer flickered in his eyes, and he denied, "I don’t remember."

Zhang Lingying: "You don’t remember at all?"

Yesterday when he saw her, he demanded to know who she was.

Called her heartless, said it was bad enough she left him, but she even took his cat son.

He doesn’t remember any of that?

Then how did he prepare this whole table of food?!

"..."

Lu Jing truly didn’t remember.

He drank too much, to the point where he blanked out.

The only thought in his mind was to find her.

And if she wouldn’t come home, he’d wait at her door until she returned.

His few memories felt more like a dream.

He dreamt she appeared before him, patiently soothing him, asking if he felt unwell, urging him to go to bed and sleep.

The dream ended with him hugging Zhang Lingying and sleeping very comfortably.

When he woke, he found himself in Zhang Lingying’s room, and the person he dreamt of hugging turned into a pillow.

The only real thing was her sleeping in the guest room.

Obviously, the night before, he was heartbroken over her moving to Leng Jian’s home and living with Leng Jian, yet seeing her return stirred his dormant heart into beating uncontrollably.

He dared not ask about her and Leng Jian.

As long as she’s willing to come back, that’s enough.

So, early on, he instructed his assistant to buy groceries, timing her possible waking hour, and prepared meals to wait for her to rise and eat.

Besides cooking and feeding the cat, he also cleaned up.

The apartment now showed no trace of being wrecked by the drunkard last night, looking completely brand new.

"It’s not something important, so forgetting is fine, you eat first."