Lin Ran fell silent, realizing that even after all this time, he still didn’t fully understand Luo Yao.
"Aside from her loss of appetite, does Luo Yao have any other issues?"
Uncle Fu nodded.
"It’s serious. Her sleep quality isn’t great either, though it’s better now than before. In the past, she’d often stay alone in the study all night without coming out. Many times, I’d see the light still on inside. It worried me deeply. This went on for years, and even sleeping pills didn’t help much."
"Back then, the private doctor even resorted to injections to get her to sleep. But those medications definitely take a toll on the body."
"Fortunately, ever since you’ve been with her, Young Master Lin, I’ve noticed her complexion has improved. I asked her about it, and she said lying beside you feels comfortable and peaceful. Now she sleeps over five hours a day—something unimaginable before. Did you know, Young Master Lin? You’re more effective than sleeping pills."
Lin Ran was stunned. Now he finally understood why Luo Yao, despite going to bed later than him, always woke up earlier.
"Only five hours of sleep a day? How is that enough?"
Uncle Fu: "That’s already a huge improvement. Before, she’d be lucky to get two hours. But honestly, that’s not even the main issue. The biggest problem is you."
"Me?""Yes, you. Hmm… how should I put it? Well, Miss is a bit of a love fool. Because of you, she does things most people would find hard to understand. And because of you, she’s become gentler. It’s all because she cares about you so much."
"Young Master Lin, as long as you stay by her side, I believe she’ll gradually get better."
He didn’t mention what kind of crazy things Luo Yao might do. He didn’t want to pressure Lin Ran or risk scaring him away.
Even though Lin Ran had been doing well lately, who knew if it was all an act?
Lin Ran took a deep breath.
"So that’s how it is. I thought loving her with all I had was enough. I didn’t realize there were so many underlying issues."
"I love her, but I don’t know her well enough. It seems Luo Yao has a lot of problems, but I’ll do my best to accept all of her. For example, since her stomach is weak, I’ll make her nourishing congee."
Uncle Fu: ??? Her stomach is weak? Since when?
As if suddenly realizing something, Uncle Fu smiled. "Yes, I’m sure under your careful care, Miss’s stomach issues will improve."
At the same time, he mentally gave his young mistress a thumbs-up.
Faking a stomachache not only earned her Lin Ran’s concern but also got him to cook and deliver meals personally every day. A brilliant move—killing two birds with one stone.
Truly, the young mistress was a master strategist.
Lin Ran: "Don’t worry. I won’t just heal Luo Yao’s stomach—I’ll stay by her side for a lifetime and love her with all my heart."
Uncle Fu: "If there’s anything you need, just let me know."
Lin Ran smiled. "Actually, there is one thing. I’m not sure if you can manage it."
"Go ahead, Young Master Lin."
"I want readers to give me a five-star rating. Can you make that happen?"
Uncle Fu wiped his sweat. "That’s… a bit difficult. You know how picky readers are these days. Some don’t even read past thirty minutes before leaving random reviews. For this task, they’d at least have to reach this chapter."
"If you can’t do it, then maybe you shouldn’t be the butler anymore."
"Then I’ll do my best."
Sigh. Both of them were such demanding masters.
"Well, take your time. I’ll head out now." Lin Ran had already packed the food and left with the thermal lunchbox in hand.
Uncle Fu waved and quickly sent a message.
[Young Master Lin is on his way to deliver your lunch.]
At Luo Corporation, lunch break was approaching, and the entire office was gearing up for the meal rush.
When Lin Ran arrived, it sparked quite a discussion—especially among the assistants, who were thoroughly impressed by his attentiveness.
Lately, whenever the CEO was at work, Lin Ran would show up almost daily with homemade lunches.
At first, they didn’t say it out loud, but they secretly looked down on him. A young man relying on a wealthy woman? Pathetic.
But gradually, they realized they were wrong. Their disdain turned into envy.
What’s so bad about having an affectionate and devoted partner?
Now, they had newfound motivation to work harder—just to earn enough money to secure their own future boyfriends who’d go, "Woof! Woof! Woof woof woof woof!"
"Young Master Lin, here to deliver lunch for President Luo again?"
Lin Ran smiled and nodded. "Of course. Outside food is neither clean nor tasty. How could Luo Yao eat that kind of stuff?"
The assistants: ???
So we don’t deserve good food?
Lin Ran said it on purpose. He knew these words would eventually reach Luo Yao’s ears, and hearing them would make her happy. That’s what emotional value was all about.
As for these overworked employees? Well… he could only say, "Sorry."
He was starting to realize he was getting cheekier by the day.
After knocking, he entered the office and was immediately greeted by Luo Yao’s embrace.
"Ah Ran, you don’t have to work so hard. My stomach’s much better now."
Lin Ran: "Whether your stomach’s fine or not, nothing’s stopping me from feeding my wife."
Luo Yao’s eyes curved into happy crescents.
After feeding the little devil, the two rested in the office until 2 PM.
It was then that Liu Meng finally couldn’t hold back and knocked on the door. If she didn’t, the executives would lose their minds.
"President Luo, the 2 o’clock meeting—you’re about to be late."
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"Ah Ran, I’m off to the meeting. You…"
"I’ll wait here for you so we can leave together." Lin Ran had no intention of going anywhere.
"Okay!" Luo Yao left with Liu Meng.
Lin Ran decided to stay and rest in the office until Luo Yao returned.
Whether intentional or not, his gaze kept drifting to a small bottle on the desk, stirring up restless thoughts.
As much as he hated it, the feeling was like someone eyeing his favorite toy. He despised that sensation.
Come to think of it, maybe Luo Yao had once felt the same way about him.
Would there come a day when he’d mirror Luo Yao’s behavior?
Love Luo Yao, understand Luo Yao, become Luo Yao?
That was a terrifying thought.
Lin Ran shook his head, dispelling the strange ideas. He turned and tapped the bookshelf three times. When the door opened, he stepped into the secret room.
With Luo Yao absent, Lin Ran took his time examining every photo and document inside.
As time passed, he suddenly felt at peace.
No matter what the note in that little bottle meant, and no matter whether Luo Yao had some "white moonlight" in her past—
The fact that he, Lin Ran, occupied this entire secret room while that bottle took up mere square centimeters had to mean he was more important, right?
He’d been overthinking it. When it came to love, hadn’t he once been the one desperately chasing after Liu Ruxue?