Upon seeing Tang Yueqiao, she couldn't help but furrow her brow and turned slightly to the side, pretending not to see her.

Seeing this, Tang Yue nudged Qiao Zhen's shoulder in a flattering manner.

"Sister Qiaozhen, don't be angry. Yesterday was my birthday, and I was inevitably a little willful. Please bear with me."

Hearing Tang Yue's admission of weakness, Qiao Zhen didn't know what else to do and could only nod: "I'm not angry, you're overthinking it, Miss Tang."

Hearing this, Tang Yue grinned and handed Qiao Zhen a bowl of porridge.

When Qiao Zhen opened it, she found Manchurian abalone and lobster, an extremely luxurious find.

Her eyes widened involuntarily.

Wow, is this how simple and unpretentious the lives of the rich are?

Seeing Qiao Zhen's shocked expression, Tang Yue raised her chin with satisfaction, but her tone remained friendly: "Eating this kind of breakfast every day isn't good for your health. This was specially made for me by our housekeeper. I can't eat this much, so you can have it."

After saying that, Tang Yue hummed a little tune and walked away.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Qiao Zhen was reluctant to accept charity, but this bowl of porridge... was indeed very fragrant!

With lightning speed, after finishing her meal, Qiao Zhen leaned against her workstation, rubbing her belly contentedly.

"Eating so much?"

Lu Zheng's voice suddenly came from beside her ear, startling Qiao Zhen.

"Mr. Lu, could you please not resort to sneak attacks?"

Qiao Zhen was almost speechless.

Every time this man scares him, he's so terrified he almost has a heart attack. Why does he have to take a single day off?

Lu Zheng ignored her and instead took a tissue to wipe Qiao Zhen's mouth: "Important note, this is the company, not home."