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She had only been gone for a short while, why did Sir come in?
As Ning Meng spoke, she quickly walked to the side of the sink and found Fu Tingyu washing some fruits. She did not need to ask to know who the fruit was for.
Other than the young madam, who else could make Sir lower himself to do such a thing?
Ning Meng stood at the side and wanted to reach out to take the fruits in Fu Tingyu's hand and wash them, but she did not dare to do so.
Who would dare to snatch something from Fu Tingyu's Hand?
Fu Tingyu ignored Ning Meng who had shouted loudly. He lowered and narrowed his eyes. His slender fingers washed the cherries very seriously. The dark red cherries were exceptionally eye-catching between his pale fingers.
Ning Meng stood at the side and really couldn't stand it any longer. She said carefully, "Sir, let me do it."
As Ning Meng spoke, she reached out and tried to take the fruits in front of Fu Tingyu.
