Chapter 53 Celebrating the Last Meal

A week passed quickly. Friday was the last meal Cen Wan agreed to have with Shen Yixiao.

She took the elevator upstairs as usual. When she passed the president's office, the secretaries were preparing to go to the cafeteria together.

The moment they saw her, everyone greeted her in unison, extremely respectful: "Hello, Miss Cen!"

Just like when you enter the store, there is a row of waiters standing at the door and shouting "Welcome".

Cen Wan was startled, but after coming to her senses, she greeted with a smile.

Chen Yu had been waiting for a long time and reached out to help her open the office door: "Ms. Cen, please come in."

It feels weird.

Cen Wan walked in with a suspicious look on her face.

In the office, Shen Yixiao was already sitting at the desk.

He was wearing a black shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his forearms. His wrists were thin and strong, revealing muscles that were full of tone.

Her hair looked like it had been specially groomed. The wet hair was parted slightly on the side and back. The texture and direction were perfect. Even the arc of the hair was impeccable. Every strand of hair was just right.

He was looking down and playing with the lighter in his hand. The lines of his profile were even colder and sharper. The moment he looked up, he seemed to have reached a new level of handsomeness.

Cen Wan thought he was going to walk the runway or attend some important banquet.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot?" Seeing her stunned, Shen Yixiao spoke lazily.

Cen Wan walked forward and saw the lunch on the table: steak, pasta, and red wine.

“???”

She looked stunned: "This..."

As if knowing what she was thinking, Shen Yixiao glared at her with his narrow eyes: "Chen Yu prepared it."

Cen Wan: "Celebrating our last meal?"

Shen Yixiao's face turned cold: "You remember it clearly."

Cen Wan had been eating with him for a week and they became much more casual with each other.

She sat down and picked up her knife and fork. "I've been busy with work lately. I need to finish my meal quickly."

Shen Yixiao was just about to get the red wine beside him, but when he heard her words, he paused.

Cen Wan was already busy cutting steak. "The usual dishes are pretty good too. It feels weird to eat this for lunch."

Shen Yixiao poured himself a glass of red wine, leaned back in his chair and took a big gulp.

I feel so upset and I don't know what to do.

Cen Wan finished cutting the steak and saw that he hadn't moved yet. She looked up and asked, "What's wrong? You don't want to eat?"

Shen Yixiao gritted his teeth: "I'm afraid of indigestion."

Cen Wan lowered her head and said, "Then let Chen Yu prepare something easier for you to digest next time."

Not a word of concern.

Shen Yixiao closed his eyes, his heart aching with anger.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Cen Wan had already started eating, and his forehead was throbbing.

He reached out and took her plate, snatching the fork from her hand.

Cen Wan: "???"

Shen Yixiao slowly put a piece of cut steak into his mouth: "I'm too lazy to cut it."

Cen Wan: “…Okay.”

You are the boss.

I had no choice but to accept my fate and cut off his piece.

Cen Wan concentrated on eating, not talking to him or looking at him.

After the meal, Shen Yixiao was just filled with anger.

Outside the door, Chen Yu was still feeling proud. What he had prepared today was so romantic. If Miss Cen was happy, the president would be happy too, and his year-end bonus would surely increase.

However, Cen Wan left in less than half an hour. When he entered the office, he saw his president sitting at the table, without even taking a bite of the steak on his plate.

He wondered, “Boss Shen, is it not to your liking?”

Shen Yixiao cast a cold and sharp gaze at him: "You are so good at acting on your own. This month's bonus is gone."

Chen Yu: “???!!!”

What went wrong?

…

Cen Wan went back to the Cen family again in the evening.

Today is Cen Baiqing's birthday. He is a face-conscious person. Even though the Cen family is rotten to the core and has long since fallen apart, he still wants to create the illusion of a loving father, filial son and a happy family.

Especially on special days and holidays, she would always be called home to perform this kind of drama together.

At the dinner table, Cen Shu raised a glass of juice and wished Cen Baiqing a happy birthday: "I wish Dad a prosperous career and everlasting youth!"

Cen Shu is sweet-mouthed and good at talking, and Cen Baiqing was coaxed into smiling faces by her.

Fang Yaqing picked up some food for him, added some soup, and took care of him meticulously.

Cen Wan remained silent throughout the entire process, watching coldly like an outsider.

Fang Yaqing also used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of pork ribs for Cen Wan and said with a smile, "Wan Wan, why don't you say a few words of blessing to Daddy too?"

Cen Wan's face was expressionless: "He doesn't need my blessing."

The smile on Cen Boqing's face froze: "Your temper is just as stubborn as your mother's!"

Mentioning Song Jiaxian, Cen Wan's face suddenly turned cold: "It was you who married her in the first place, and it was also you who disliked her. If you hadn't married her, she wouldn't have died!"

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly changed when this topic came up. Cen Baiqing's face turned pale, and a hint of discomfort flashed across his face.

Fang Yaqing hated to mention this matter because it was her shame and stain. She winked at Cen Shu, who immediately filled Cen Boqing's glass.

"Today is Dad's birthday, sister, please don't make him angry."

"Dad, I bought you a present. It's upstairs. I'll get it for you after dinner when we blow out the candles."

Looking at his well-behaved and sensible little daughter, and then at the thorny Cen Wan, Cen Baiqing snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Fang Yaqing smiled and changed the subject: "Something happened to the Wu family, and Master Wu is... not doing well. It's a good thing you didn't end up with him, Wanwan. It was my aunt who made a mistake. I'll help you find someone else another day."

Cen Wan sneered, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. Can you find someone more filthy and foul than Wu Anhao?"

Fang Yaqing subconsciously looked at Cen Baiqing, but he didn't say anything.

The Wu family fell and the cooperation with the Cen family was interrupted. Cen Baiqing was also somewhat dissatisfied with her proposal, so Fang Yaqing could only show weakness.

"I never thought that the Wu family, who are so wealthy, would go bankrupt so quickly. Next time, I will definitely keep a close eye on it. Don't blame me."

Cen Shu glared at Cen Wan and said, "My mother is still worried about you even when she's pregnant. Don't be so shameless."

"Xiaoshu," Fang Yaqing stopped her, "Don't talk to your sister like that."

She poured a bowl of soup for Cen Wan: "You finally came home. I've been cooking this soup since this afternoon. Drink more."

Cen Boqing valued her pregnancy very much, so he patted Fang Yaqing's hand and said softly, "Since you are pregnant, let the servants take care of these things."

Fang Yaqing smiled gently and thoughtfully: "Today is your birthday, so of course I have to cook for you myself. It doesn't matter if I'm a little tired."

Cen Boqing's expression brightened: "You should also take care of your health."

Cen Wan watched this scene coldly, feeling only irony.