Meng Zhenzhen nodded thoughtfully, "That's good."

She slung her bag over her shoulder, glanced behind Mingyao, and her eyes showed a hint of panic: "Sister Su, I'm leaving now."

"See you tomorrow."

Before Mingyao could say goodbye, Meng Zhenzhen had already run out of the company.

Watching Meng Zhenzhen's almost fleeing figure, Ming Yao frowned: "That girl..."

"Miss Su." The assistant approached, and Mingyao looked away before saying, "The meal has been ordered."

The assistant handed Mingyao a slip of paper covered with a list of different drinks, along with notes on temperature and sweetness.

Mingyao picked up the note and gave a slight smile.

Did they mistake her for a delivery girl?

The assistant looked at Mingyao apologetically: "Ms. Su, thank you for your trouble."

"This is what President Pei requested."

Mingyao maintained her smile: "Okay."

She glanced at the time and went to a tea shop near the company to buy a drink.

She ran around for about half an hour before she finally bought all the drinks listed on the slip of paper.

As she carried the last five cups of coffee back to the office, the delivery person called.

Mingyao hurriedly ran to the company entrance to pick up the meal.

There were twenty people in the conference room, and she had to deliver twenty portions of dinner and twenty portions of coffee and milk tea, etc. Mingyao was speechless.

Pei Siyu absolutely needs a raise!

Where can you find such cruelty?

Mingyao distributed each meal and drink in the tea room, attached notes to them, placed them on a trolley, and sent them to the meeting room.

The meeting room was quiet, with only the rustling sound of documents being turned over.

She carefully pushed open the door and said softly, "Excuse me."

Everyone in the meeting room had their heads down, busy with their own tasks.

Mingyao's heart tightened; it would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous.

She glanced quickly at Pei Siyu and noticed that he was busy with his own things with his head down.

Mingyao pursed her lips, looked away, and then began to arrange the lunch boxes and drinks according to the names.

The last one was for Pei Siyu, and Mingyao gently placed it next to Pei Siyu's hand.

He waved his hand, and the rice and black coffee fell to the ground.

Mingyao was startled and apologized in a flustered manner: "I'm sorry, it was my oversight."

She crouched down and hurriedly cleaned up the mess on the floor, repeatedly apologizing to the people in the conference room.

Pei Siyu looked at her coldly the whole time, his eyes devoid of any warmth, as if he were looking at a stranger.

When Mingyao noticed his cold gaze, she felt uneasy and uneasy.

She still doesn't understand why Pei Siyu is angry.

"Miss Su, you are too careless."

"Let me help you pack."

Mingyao was almost finished tidying up when Xu Sitian pretended to help.

Mingyao looked at Pei Siyu awkwardly and asked cautiously, "Mr. Pei, shall I order you another one?"

She then added, "It will be delivered very soon."

Pei Siyu's eyes and brows were cold as ice, and his whole body exuded a cold and gloomy aura.

He gave a perfunctory "hmm" without ever glancing at Mingyao.

His cold gaze and icy tone were like icicles, piercing Mingyao's heart.

Whispering sounds filled the conference room.

"Did Miss Su and Mr. Pei have a falling out?"

"Isn't that obvious? It's clear that President Pei and Miss Xu..."

As the two colleagues were talking, Pei Siyu's sharp gaze fell on their faces.

The colleague who was still eager to gossip was so frightened that he trembled all over and immediately lowered his head, not daring to make a sound.

Xu Sitian chuckled to herself, her gaze towards Ming Yao filled with undisguised smugness.

Mingyao's body stiffened and she clenched her fists even tighter.

Since Xu Sitian appeared, Pei Siyu has become increasingly indifferent to her.

Whether in his past life or this life, Pei Siyu has always been indifferent to women.

Was Xu Sitian an accident?

A jumble of chaotic thoughts flooded her mind, and Mingyao could no longer remain calm.

"Go out."

The two words Pei Siyu uttered were like ice shards, and Mingyao felt a chill run down her spine.

She lowered her head and quickly left the meeting room.

bite--

The elevator doors suddenly opened, and Mingyao stared blankly at the sign on the first floor.

Just as she was about to step out of the elevator, she bumped into Pei Zhao.

Mingyao was distracted and didn't notice him at all.

Just as they were about to collide, Pei Zhao swiftly grabbed her shoulder.

"Sister Su?"

The sudden sound abruptly pulled Mingyao out of her chaotic thoughts.

She stared intently at Pei Zhao: "Why are you at the company?"

Pei Zhao looked at Ming Yao with concern, "Sister Su, why do you look so pale?"

"Besides, it's already past get off work hours, why are you still at the company?"

Mingyao took a half step back to create some distance between them and said politely, "President Pei is still in a meeting; I'm just assisting him."

"He's in the conference room, and I have other things to do."

Mingyao nodded slightly and walked straight past Pei Zhao.

Pei Zhao stood rooted to the spot, a sharp pain shooting through his heart.

He curled his hands, still unable to let go of Mingyao.

When he saw Mingyao leave the company, he couldn't help but chase after her.

"Sister Su, let me help you."

He laughed heartily, his smile bright and sunny.

Mingyao was about to refuse when Pei Zhao had already gotten on his motorcycle.

He patted the back seat, signaling Mingyao to get in.

"No need, I'll go buy food and coffee. Riding a bike is too conspicuous."

Pei Zhao got out of the car, blocking Ming Yao's way, and said domineeringly, "If Sister Su doesn't get in the car, I'll just carry her."

"There are colleagues at the company; it wouldn't be good for them to see this."

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