Rong Luchi ignored the other subordinates in the assistant office and walked directly to Song Wanwan's desk to check.

"Could it be that Assistant Mu Sen brought it to me?"

Song Wanwan put down her bag and saw Rong Luchi looking at the takeout order. Her face turned cold and she leaned forward to take a look.

The message above almost made her feel nauseous.

[Wanwan, I bought you your favorite pan-fried buns. No one else in this world will remember your hobby except me.]

No signature.

But with such a narcissistic tone, you don’t have to guess who it is.

“It seems that after the Pei family’s downturn, the pig has been very idle recently.”

"You guessed it was him, is it that obvious?"

"With such a narcissistic tone and an air of knowing everything, there's no one else but him."

Song Wanwan looked at his jealous look and gloomy face, and felt like laughing.

Rong Luchi glanced at her deeply, his eyes serious.

Song Wanwan immediately stopped laughing and said respectfully, "I'm already full. There's nothing in this world that tastes better than what you cook."

She glanced at the handsome man beside her with her sparkling cat eyes and flattered him.

Rong Luchi was finally satisfied. He glanced at the takeaway and smiled disdainfully.

Then he picked it up himself, walked to the trash can, and threw it in without hesitation.

Clean, neat and extremely domineering.

Song Wanwan couldn't help laughing when watching from behind.

This man looks cute when he's jealous!