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Tian Wanwan didn't expect that Fu Datong, who usually appeared easygoing and casual, would be so serious at a critical moment. She had exhausted every means, yet he didn't even glance her way, which left her both frustrated and anxious.
Tian Wanwan's eyes shifted: "Brother Datong, I'm leaving soon, but this soup took the cook a long time to prepare. It's meant to nourish the master's health. Could Brother Datong possibly deliver it inside for me?"
"The master does not allow anyone to disturb him while he's working. Leave the soup in the kitchen to keep it warm. Once the master finishes in the study, the cook can take it to him."
Fu Datong was unmoved by persuasion or coercion, leaving Tian Wanwan with no choice but to leave the study with the carefully prepared soup.
The defense around Fu Zhiwen was too tight, and it seemed she would fail again tonight.
Remembering the final order from her master, Tian Wanwan couldn't help but feel secretly anxious.
