The assistant was determined to come up and stop Lu Jing from committing a crime, but didn't expect that Zhang Lingying had really returned.
"Has Lu Jing... been waiting downstairs at my place these past few days?" Zhang Lingying pursed her lips, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
The assistant thought she was unhappy and hurriedly explained on behalf of Lu Jing.
"Miss Zhang, please don't be mad at President Lu. He didn't mean to disturb you; he just... couldn't stop worrying about your cat, so he kept coming to check on it every day."
Zhang Lingying lowered her head to look at the cat 'son' in Lu Jing's mouth: "..."
Others raise cats as pets, while Lu Jing raises his cat as a son.
The perspective is indeed quite peculiar.
The assistant could tell from Zhang Lingying's expression that she had misunderstood, but didn't dare to explain further, fearing that she might wake President Lu up in a fit of anger and throw him out.
