Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

"If he can smoothly become the successor of the Turner family, it would benefit the expansion of T Corporation's new
businesses," said Luke.
The company's development could not stand still. After establishing a foothold in every business sector, the marketing
department would shift its focus to other industries.
For instance, once the previous branch stabilized, Watson was found.
After Watson stabilized and became profitable, it was time to prepare for the next company.
This multi-sector development ensured that T Group would not be easily undermined by malicious intent.
After all, no other company rivaled T Corporation in their ability to diversify across multiple sectors. Any potential attacks would
only affect specific sectors.
In the event of an attack on one sector, resources from other sectors could provide support, allowing the company to maintain a
steadfast position in the market.
This was what Old Master Crawford taught Luke, and it was something he had come to understand time and time again.
"You don't actually need to please the Turner family, so it turns out you have such plans. Look at you, sweating profusely. Let's
go inside. I'll turn on the air conditioner later to make it more comfortable," said Luca.
"Okay." Luke moved forward in step with her. Then, he added, "I’d like to have some hangover tea."
"You're not even drunk." Luca knew what he wanted.
He only wanted her attention and concern after drinking.
"But drinking such strong alcohol made me uncomfortable," replied Luke.
Luca smiled, shook her head, and said, "Alright, I'll make it for you. But I'm not sure how it'll taste because I don't know what
ingredients are left in the kitchen."
"It's okay. The hangover tea you make will surely be the best." Luke released her hand and wrapped his arm around her waist.
The two walked into the living room together.

Mr. Muller was sitting on the couch in the living room, reading a book. When he heard footsteps, he put down the book, took off
his reading glasses, and said, "Mr. Crawford, Ms. Craw, you're back."
As soon as he finished speaking, he could smell the alcohol on Luke's body and asked, "Mr. Crawford, have you been drinking?"
"Yes, just a little." Luke nodded, released Luca's waist, and sat on the couch.
Mr. Muller replied, "Then shall I prepare hangover tea for you?"
"No need to bother. Luca will prepare it," answered Luke as he sat on the couch.
Mr. Muller felt a bit awkward and said, "How can I do that? The kitchen work shouldn't be Ms. Craw’s job..."
"I'm used to her hangover tea. I can't drink the tea made by others, nor do I like it." Luke looked at Mr. Muller with a slightly cold
gaze and reminded him, "It's getting late. You don't need to wait here. Go to rest."
Mr. Muller understood the implied meaning. He should not stay here and disturb their private time.
He immediately nodded and left.
As Luca watched Mr. Muller walk toward the housekeeper’s quarters, Luca glanced helplessly at Luke. "I haven't even asked Mr.
Muller what ingredients are available to make the hangover tea..."
"Let me go with you and find them," said Luke as he rose to his feet.
The living room's air conditioning was on full blast. While they were chatting with Mr. Muller, Luke could feel a lot of the heat
dissipating from his body.

When he heard what Luca said, he wanted to accompany her to the kitchen to find the ingredients for the hangover tea.
"It’s okay. I'll go by myself. You should rest." Luca shook her head helplessly.
"I want to be with you.” Luke had been speaking more than usual due to the alcohol. "And I'm not so drunk that I'm unaware of
my surroundings. I can walk straight and think."
With that, he took Luca's hand and walked toward the kitchen without waiting for her consent.
Luca could only indulge in his little tantrum.
He was especially adorable after drinking, unlike those who would simply lie down on the bed or couch after drinking. Luke not
only talked more but also became particularly clingy...
Even though Luke usually liked to stick close to Luca, it was different compared to his behavior after drinking.
The two entered the kitchen.
Luca opened the fridge first and looked at the ingredients inside.
Mr. Muller knew they would be staying here for a few days, so he had prepared plenty of ingredients— not to mention some
expensive imported beverages...
Luca selected a few usable ingredients and then said to Luke, who was rummaging through the cupboard beside her. "Look for
some honey."
"Honey? I'll look for it." Luke did not like sweet things, but adding honey to the hangover tea made by Luca did not seem like a
bad idea.

After all, he had it before, and his stomach felt very comfortable afterward.
Luca noticed the dazed expression on Luke’s face and shook her head helplessly. She put the ingredients in her hand aside and
opened the cupboard to search for honey.
Since honey had to be kept in a cool place, she finally found a bottle of honey in a corner.
The bottle of honey had not been opened yet. Luca glanced at the production date and shelf life. Although it could not be
considered fresh, it was still within the shelf life, so it would not harm anyone.
Thus, she picked up a knife, cut open the plastic seal, and opened the bottle of honey.
"What kind of hangover tea are you going to make for me?" Luke saw her starting to get busy and obediently stood by the wall,
trying not to disturb her.
Luca saw him behave like a well-behaved elementary school student. She raised the ingredients in her hand and said, "I'm going
to make some honey ginger tea. How does that sound?"
"Great." Luke smiled. His gaze softened with warmth.
Luca asked, "You're agreeing so readily. Aren't you afraid it'll taste bad?"
"Anything you make won't taste bad. Besides, even if it did, I'd still drink it without hesitation since you're the one who made it,"
Luke said confidently. Even if Luca were to offer him poison, he would drink it without hesitation.
Moreover, Luca would never give him poison.
She would not make the tea taste bad just to force him to drink it.
Luca shook her head. Indeed...
It had been almost 20 years since she last messed up with food.
She seemed to have a certain talent for cooking. She had only made not-so-tasty dishes when she first started cooking.
Perhaps it was because she was still young then and could not distinguish between salt and sugar, resulting in strange-tasting
food. Apart from that, all the food she made was delicious.

"If you're tired, you can sit in the living room for a while. I'll be done here soon," Luca reminded him.
"It's okay. I enjoy watching you. Watching you doesn't tire me at all." Luke grinned.
Luca could only let him be and quickly prepared the hangover tea for him.
"Done." She picked up a mug, scooped some of the tea into it, and then looked at the person beside her. "Let's go to the dining
room and have it."
"Alright," replied Luke.
"Could you help me get a spoon?" Luca remembered that she had not brought a spoon, so she asked him.
Luke turned around, took out a spoon from the sterilizer, and then hurriedly walked out of the kitchen.
Luca had already placed the tea on the dining table. She looked at him with a smile on his face. "I haven't tasted this hangover
tea yet. Can you check if I messed up?"
"Anything made by you is perfect," replied Luke as he sat down. He stirred the tea with the spoon and quietly sipped on it.
Luca sat beside him. Supporting her chin with one hand, she glanced at Luke's hair. She could not help but lightly stroke it. The
stray strands slightly pricked her hand. "You should get your hair trimmed after we get back to A City."