Yan Zhi ate with great relish, especially since she was really hungry, and Leng Linli had prepared noodles, which Yan Zhi had loved since she was a child, so she ate with even more gusto.
Considering it was during working hours, Yan Zhi couldn't stay in the president's office for too long, so she ate her noodles quite quickly.
Seeing Yan Zhi eating with relish, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Leng Linli's eyes.
She really does love noodles.
He picked up the green tea, took a small sip, and finally, he began to understand her a little bit.
"Eat slowly, I won't fight you for it." Leng Linli put down his green tea and gave a gentle reminder, his gaze still fixed on Yan Zhi.
His gaze was focused, like a deep, still pool, calm yet impossible to ignore.
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhi paused for a moment, but did not slow down, continuing to quickly finish the noodles in her bowl.
After finishing her noodles, Yan Zhi stood up and respectfully asked, "President Leng, may I leave now?"
Leng Linli did not respond, but glanced indifferently at the steamed buns on the table.
Yan Zhi frowned: "I really can't eat any more xiaolongbao. One basket of xiaolongbao and a big bowl of noodles, what kind of good person eats so much for breakfast?"
"So?" Leng Linli asked calmly.
Yan Zhi choked for a moment, then helplessly sat down again, grabbed a small steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing with her cheeks puffed out, her words muffled: "Have you eaten yet?"
"I haven't had breakfast in a long time since you stopped preparing it for me," Leng Linli said calmly, his voice carrying a hint of pitifulness.
Yan Zhi paused in her chewing of the xiaolongbao, stunned for a moment. She hadn't brought him breakfast for over a month. Yan Zhi slowly asked, "You mean you haven't eaten breakfast for over a month?"
Is he trying to gain sympathy?
He looked at her with cold, sharp eyes, not denying it.
Yan Zhi glanced at the three remaining steamed buns on the table, her expression complicated. Before she ate, she hadn't even thought to ask Leng Linli if he had eaten.
Seeing her hesitant expression, Leng Linli raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why are you frowning? Is the steamed bun not good? Then I'll try another place next time."
It has nothing to do with steamed buns.
Yan Zhi swallowed the bun in her mouth, opened her mouth, and finally said, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize you hadn't eaten breakfast. There are only three left. If you don't mind, you can eat them..."
“Okay,” Leng Linli replied without hesitation.
Leng Linli looked at Yan Zhi silently, but secretly he was pleased. She really did care about him.
His cold, sharp gaze fell on the xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), but he didn't move, just staring at them.
Seeing this, Yan Zhi picked up a small steamed bun and handed it to Leng Linli. Leng Linli lowered his head slightly, took a bite of the steamed bun, and ate it with elegance.
Yan Zhi pursed her lips, silently withdrew her hand, and waited for her to feed her.
Yan Zhi handed the chopsticks to Leng Linli.
Leng Linli initially refused to accept it, but Yan Zhi kept her hand up until Leng Linli finally took it.
After finishing the remaining xiaolongbao and taking a sip of green tea, he spoke coldly and sharply: "Starting tomorrow, you'll bring me breakfast like before, right?"
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