My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1086

After thinking for a while, Henry took a car key and went straight to the food market.

Soon, some fresh ingredients were bought back by Henry. Carrying the ingredients, Henry went straight into the kitchen. Half an hour later, the two dishes were put into lunch boxes.

Carrying the lunch boxes, Henry went straight to Lins Group.

It was common for Sylvia to work overtime, so nobody was surprised.

At eight o'clock in the morning, a lot of the employees had arrived at the company and were ready to check-in.

Sylvia and Milan walked out of the company tiredly, looking for a breakfast stall and preparing to eat something before continuing to work. It had been a long time since Sylvia had such a high intensity of work, and her pupils were filled with red blood streaks.

It was Milan who had a lot of free time last night and slept for the latter half of the night.

As soon as they walked out of the company, they saw Henry rushing over with the lunch boxes.

"Haha, honey, you haven't eaten yet, right? I made breakfast for you." Henry raised the lunch boxes in his hand.

The people of the company knew the relationship between Henry and Sylvia long ago. Many women's eyes were full of envy when they saw Henry coming to deliver breakfast so early in the morning.

"President Lin is so lucky. She is so excellent, and her husband is so considerate!"

"That's true. I'm so envious."

A handsome male colleague curled his lips and said, "If I had such a beautiful wife who could make money, I would hold her in my arms every day."

"Come on, Mr. Zhang climbed the 18th floor with his bare hands and saved President Lin. Yesterday, the maintenance of the elevator almost exhausted you because you had to carry the bucket of water to the 7th floor."

There was a small discussion. When Sylvia heard it, she couldn't help but smile. "Do you think I'm happy now? If you know how excellent my husband is, won't you be jealous to death?"

Even Sylvia would behave like teenage girls sometimes.

Staring at the lunch boxes in Henry's hand, Milan crossed her arms over her chest and said, "You still have a conscience. Your wife has worked overtime for an entire night. You didn't come to accompany her as her husband. But you let me, her best friend, accompany her. I'll take this breakfast as an apology."

Henry laughed and beckoned the two girls to walk into the company.

With the breakfast made by Henry, the two girls certainly wouldn't choose a street stall. After all, whether in sanitation or taste, what Henry made was absolutely flawless.

Back in the president's office on the top floor, Henry took out two bowls of porridge from the lunch boxes and put them all in exquisite bowls. He handed one bowl to Sylvia and the other to Milan.

Milan looked at the porridge in her hand and then looked at the porridge in Sylvia's hand.

"Henry, what do you mean? What is this?"

"It's porridge." Henry rolled his eyes. "You're a chef. The plum blossom porridge can soothe one's liver and clear one's vision, which can help you to feel less dizzy. You haven't slept all night, so it will be good for you."

"Of course I know it's plum blossom porridge. I mean, why is this one different from Sylvia's?"

Milan opened the lid and put her porridge together with Sylvia's.

Henry touched his nose and said, "Well, as a chef, a basic presentation is very necessary."

"That's why my bowl of porridge was just mixed with rice, and Sylvia's bowl of porridge was shaped in a form of a baby bear by you?" Milan looked angry.

Sylvia couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.