When Lin Xiaoxiao arrived at the Xiaonan Hotel, it was exactly half past eleven. Only two hours had passed since the time Xiao Yanjun said. When Qian Fei saw Lin Xiaoxiao, he greeted her warmly.

"Comrade Xiaoxiao, you're here? The boss is in the office. I'll take you there."

"Thank you for your help."

Lin Xiaoxiao followed Qian Fei, and the two went up to the second floor one after the other.

Qian Fei led Lin Xiaoxiao to the office door and said, "The boss is inside. I have something else to do, so I'll go down first."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Xiaoxiao meaningfully, turned around and went downstairs.

Lin Xiaoxiao: “…”

Why...she always felt that Qian Fei's last look was a little weird.

Is she overthinking it?

She must be overthinking it. She and Qian Fei have only met a few times. What meaning could there be in Qian Fei's eyes?

Lin Xiaoxiao raised her hand and knocked twice on the door. Xiao Yanjun's voice came from inside, "Come in."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoxiao slowly opened the door and walked in. There was no one in front of the desk. She looked to the side and saw Xiao Yanjun sitting on the sofa, reading a newspaper.

In front of him was a coffee table with three dishes, a soup, and two bowls of rice on it. Lin Xiaoxiao was slightly startled, "Eating?"

Should she go out first?

Xiao Yanjun is eating, so it’s not appropriate for her to be here, right?

One eats, the other watches, and the key is that she is the one watching. It makes me feel depressed just thinking about it.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Xiao Yanjun put down the newspaper in his hand, glanced at her, and said in a neutral tone, "Sit down and eat."

"I?"

Lin Xiaoxiao pointed at herself in surprise.

"Is there anyone else here?"

Xiao Yanjun asked back.

Lin Xiaoxiao: “…”

Maybe it was because she was hungry or for some other reason, but before Lin Xiaoxiao could react, her legs moved over uncontrollably.

When Lin Xiaoxiao came back to her senses, she found that she had already picked up the bowl of rice.

Just like that, Xiao Yanjun didn't explain why he asked Lin Xiaoxiao to sit down and eat, and Lin Xiaoxiao didn't understand why she sat down, and she sat down with Xiao Yanjun to eat in a daze.

A braised green eggplant, a braised pork, a green onion, and a tomato and egg soup. They all tasted very good. No wonder the restaurant business is so good. There is indeed a reason.

While picking up the food, Lin Xiaoxiao accidentally glanced at Xiao Yanjun's hands. There was a thick layer of calluses on the palms of his hands, which aroused a hint of doubt in her heart.

He is a big boss and doesn't work, so his hands shouldn't be like this.

Lin Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, her gossipy mind playing tricks on her. "You..."

Xiao Yanjun: "Don't talk while eating."

Lin Xiaoxiao: “…”

If you don’t want to say it, then don’t say it. Can a living person be suffocated to death by words?

After secretly complaining about Xiao Yanjun a hundred and eighty times in her heart, Lin Xiaoxiao felt a little better.

After the meal, Lin Xiaoxiao put the bowl and chopsticks together out of politeness and started to calculate in her mind.

She pondered for a moment, then looked at Xiao Yanjun with a serious expression, "You have to go to our village later."

"Um?"

Xiao Yanjun raised his eyebrows slightly, and he looked damn good-looking.

Lin Xiaoxiao quietly pinched the flesh on her thigh, reminding herself not to indulge in his beauty and forget about the important things.