"What did you and my mother have for lunch?" Lu Tingchen smiled vaguely when he saw her finally turning to look at him.
The question reminded Chu Jiu of something; she took out a paper bag and passed it to him. "The Grand Duchess asked me to bring this roast goose back for you. It's not bad. You can have it as a snack."
"Did my mother really get you to do this for me?" Lu Tingchen took the bag from her, opened it, and peered inside with an air of disbelief.
"Of course. The Grand Duchess instructed me to do so." Chu Jiu turned away.
"If it was my mother's instruction, then why doesn't my father get a portion?" Lu Tingchen swiftly exposed her lie without holding back.
This made Chu Jiu a little uncomfortable—she found the smile on the man's face to be slightly annoying. She reached her hand out. "Give it to me if you don't want it. I'll have it as my snack."
